Wynne-G327

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Wynne-G327 Biographical information Name Oswynne Baines Spartan Tag G327 Homeworld Alluvion Date of birth July 15, 2537 Gender Female Height 160 cm Hair color Blonde Eye color Green Affiliation and military information Affiliation UNSC ONI Rank Lieutenant Specialty Intelligence analyst Status Active Class SPARTAN-III Gamma Company
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"I only joined this war to avoid spilling rivers of blood. Fight for humanity's survival, no meaningless bloodshed, minimize sacrifices, one person taking up the mission of fate instead of armies of men! That is what we Spartans should do."

―Wynne-G327

Wynne-G327 is an officer in Section One of the Office of Naval Intelligence. A former child soldier of the controversial SPARTAN-III Program, she spent a mere few months as a commando before accepting a noncombatant role. By the time she reached sixteen years of age, however, she had become a field agent specializing in undercover operations due to her information-collecting skills coupled with her diminutive and disarmingly youthful appearance. Stoic and firmly attached to her belief that "to whom much is given, much is required," she feels obligated to serve as a protector of humanity yet is more comfortable working as a spy than fighting as part of the Spartan branch. Known to most as Codename: SABER, she eschews the use of her legal surname in favor of continuing to utilize her Spartan tag in official documentation.

Personal History

Early Life

Origins

In the year 2534, a well-to-do couple residing in the city of Cape Breton on the colony Alluvion elected to utilize in-vitro fertilization in order to conceive a child, which they had been unable to do despite years of trying other methods. Timothy Pendergast and his wife Beatrix Chevalier donated eggs and sperm for the creation of several embryos, the healthiest of which would be implanted into Beatrix in order to circumvent the natural causes of her infertility. After Beatrix successfully became pregnant, the remaining embryos were cryonically preserved and stored at the fertility clinic for future adoption. One of them was thawed in late 2536 and transferred to another infertile couple, Oswin and Justine Baines, who believed they were receiving a male embryo due to an error in the clinic's records. When ultrasound observation revealed otherwise they were troubled but resolved to love their child anyway, and by mid-July of the following year they welcomed a baby girl into their household. As her father, Oswin Milton Baines III, had intended to make her the fourth in the line of Baines men, she was named Oswynne.

A literary professor at Cape Breton University, Oswin was a brilliant but troubled man who began to subject his daughter to unrealistic expectations early on. Though Justine was able to curb his enthusiasm somewhat, he was convinced that Oswynne might possess some gift or talent to compensate for not being the son he had yearned for. To his delight she began to manifest as precociously intelligent and performed milestones such as talking and walking much sooner than expected. His response was to inundate her in special development programs and repeatedly test her for signs of gifted ability, and by the time she was three she had already learned how to read and write legibly. While Oswin beamed over such advancement, Justine recognized that Oswynne was not allowed to simply be a child - in fact, she comported herself much more seriously than a child should, to the point where her behavior was almost grave and somber. "Winnie," as she was affectionately known, had already absorbed the notion that she was expected to follow a set path and achieve goals not her own. Oswin constantly assured her that she was different from others, that she was special, and that in being special she had a duty to accomplish feats others could not. Her daily schedule was usually a tight regimen of music lessons, schooling, and even martial arts followed by studying in the family library. Though Justine tried to placate Winnie with dolls and toys, the girl remained steadfastly dedicated to her father's vision and instead favored practicing on the piano or kendo drilling with her shinai.

At the age of five, Winnie had already advanced through third-grade level academics and learned a second language, Oswin's native Welsh. She often appeared quiet and contemplative, surprising adults with instances of curt speech and bewildering them with her reserved and aloof demeanor. Justine had given up on normalizing her daughter at this point, considering it a hopeless venture in the face of Oswin's ambition. Their marriage suffered as a result and Justine became withdrawn from both husband and child. Winnie soldiered through this turbulence seemingly unaffected, as her father had been the defining presence in her life since she could remember, but fell to conversing with her dolls and playing pretend in private to cope with the feeling that her mother could no longer stand to look at her. In fact, Justine had begun to develop paranoia and convinced herself that the embryo she received had been tampered with or faulty from the beginning, even going so far as to suspect a government conspiracy. Oswin continued to push Winnie forward in spite of all this, hoping to get her into university by the time she hit her teens, and her path of prodigious excellence seemed set in stone.

The Fall of Alluvion

In late 2542 the Covenant attacked Alluvion, beginning a campaign which would culminate with the planet's glassing in January 2543. Winnie was asleep in bed when the emergency sirens began to wail at the onset of the invasion and woke up just in time to look out her bedroom window; the silhouettes of descending Covenant ships reminded her of whales. Oswin immediately rallied the family for evacuation, throwing their most necessary belongings into luggage before fleeing the house. As he drove Justine and Winnie to Cape Breton's starport, Covenant fighters began strafing the highway and a Banshee fired its fuel rod cannon near the Baines' vehicle, sending it out of control and into a violent flip. Winnie was trapped in her car seat, upside down, stuck with the battered body of her mother suspended next to her. Oswin had been crushed to death when the car landed on its front, while Justine's neck snapped from the impact. Other vehicles careened and wrecked under the aerial onslaught and Winnie simply waited to die in all the chaos, unable to escape.

She was recovered from the wreck by a teenaged boy who had survived the crash of his own vehicle and they made their way down the highway by using other wrecked cars as cover while Covenant aircraft continued to pass overhead. The boy, whose name she never learned, was mistaken for a looter and shot when they tried to hide in a residence nearby. The shooter was horrified and fled upon seeing Winnie, who remained inside the empty home with the shooter's cat for company until a squad of UNSC Marines discovered her four days later. Cape Breton was now crawling with Covenant troops and Winnie witnessed several firefights as her rescuers attempted to move her and several other civilians through the city-turned-war zone. The sight of so many bodies, most of which had been out in the open for days, sickened her to the point where she could not proceed without being carried. One of the civilians, a factory worker named Tillman, tried convincing the others to leave her behind since she slowed the group down; an argument erupted and attracted the attention of nearby Kig-Yar infantry, and Tillman was killed in the ensuing combat along with two of the other civilians and one Marine.

By the time they reached the starport it had fallen under heavy attack as Covenant forces sought to stop evacuation efforts. Though the UNSC succeeded in destroying the Corvette that had been shooting down departing ships, a formidable ground force moved in and began slaughtering any humans in its way. The efforts of military personnel to direct the refugees to shuttles disintegrated as mass panic took hold and the boarding process became a free-for-all. Desperation began driving those waiting to evacuate into a frenzied madness and Winnie watched as people were trampled by their fellows in the chaos; fighting broke out among the evacuees as large families refused to part with elderly or crippled members to make space for others. One of her Marine escorts, Sergeant Tilda Harmon, managed to force her way through the crowd with Winnie in tow and was in the middle of pointing out which shuttle to board when a Covenant sniper shot her through the head. Winnie ran to the nearest shuttle and barely made it through the door before the pilot initiated launch protocols and sealed it. She watched as the Covenant overran the starport until the shuttle flew too high for her to see, her mind replaying the sight of alien footsoldiers massacring refugees until she finally passed out from combined lack of sleep and stress.

The Volunteer

When the evacuation shuttle arrived at the colony of Circumstance after a tedious journey through multiple Slipspace jumps as per the Cole Protocol, Winnie was quickly transferred to an orphanage in Mira along with many other displaced children. Her solemn demeanor bewildered her caretakers, who were accustomed to the half-crazed behavior of the other Alluvion orphans and did not know what to make of her uncanny stoicism. She was evaluated for mental issues and her prodigious nature surfaced during these sessions, which coupled with her genetic makeup attracted the attention of the Office of Naval Intelligence. Agents of the ONI began to visit Winnie under the guise of determining her potential as a student for a special school, conducting written tests as well as physical examinations. Quite used to being tested and observed all her life, she assumed that they were like her father and wanted to send her to a school for the gifted. One day, however, the testing stopped and they asked if she wanted to get revenge for the deaths of her parents. Rather than comment on the strangeness of the question or balk at it, Winnie answered with a query of her own: how?

The simplified explanation of the SPARTAN-III Program the agents provided her seemed a dazzling opportunity to truly fulfill the sense of duty her late father had instilled in her. Believing she had been spared by fate in order to fulfill a greater purpose, she drank in the concepts of self-sacrifice and honor; every word uttered by the agents about Spartans being protectors of humankind stuck in the forefront of her mind as she remembered the destruction and death on Alluvion. In her mind's eye she imagined herself as King Arthur, her favorite hero from the stories her father used to tell, reaching to pull the sword from the stone and defend Britain. There was no alternative to answering "yes" in her mind as surely as there had been no alternative for Arthur. Heroes simply had to do what no one else could.