General David Freeman was on an expedition in the 1970's to Vietnam, looking for the mystical mask of Power. The ship was chased down by Torpedo, so Freeman used a a bigger torpedo to it up, not knowing that people was directly below. The people was severely hurt, and then Dr.Hank sent his daughter Silvana to investigate. She ended up finding the ship, surprising them with her her beautiful face , and staying for several weeks. Silvana and Freeman fell in love and married. But Dr. Hank was worried and sent a war party for her. Thinking they held her captive, the war party killed everyone on the ship(except Silvana). Nine months later, Silvana had Spirit,
I will sometimes lapse into a "berserker rage" while in close combat. In this state he lashes out with the intensity and aggression of an enraged animal and is even more resistant to psionic attack. Though I loathes it, I acknowledges that it has saved my life many times. Despite his apparent ease at taking lives, I do not enjoy killing or giving in to my berserker rages.I adheres to a firm code of personal honor and morality
Almost nothing is known for certain about the youth of the man named Spirit Freeman", not even if I was born with that name is uncertain. I remembers a mother, who died of cancer when I was 6 a sister ,and a Father who beat me during my teen years, my father who abandoned me and I hasn't seen him since childhood and one that died in a barroom altercation when me when I was 17. Whatever my past the youth who would become Weapon V grew up to be a violent conflicted man.I remembers an upbringing in Virginia but even he recognizes that this may not be true. All of this confusion may be do to the fact that the chemistry of my brain always is degrading and regenerating.
I excelled in military service. I was very competent with both melee and ranged weapons. But the service wasn't for me. I wasn't a good team player. This is a flaw that I would never really overcome. After serving in the military, that violent man became a teenage assassin , taking assignments against those who I felt warranted death. I traveled the world learning weapons finesse. I wound up in japan where I trained in hand to hand combat while working for the Tanaka . I fell in love with my gang leader's daughter. Fearing I could never be with her I left to return to the Americas. After failed assignments I took new identities, and my true self, whoever it was, may have been lost in the process. A turning point came when, while on the run, I was nursed back to health by a husband and wife. Supposedly the husband's name was Spirit and the mercenary craved that identity for himself. While trying to kill his benefactor, however I accidentally killed his wife, Mercedes. Having broken myself imposed rule of killing the innocent, the unhinged assassin decided that I was Mercedes' husband Spirit Freeman " myself. And I mourned her before moving on.
Life as an up and coming assassin .
I traveled the world in the course of his assignments but never again abandoned my identity I believed was me. Eventually ending up in the United States, he fell in love with a young Tarah Charles , and although the couple lived their lives on the outskirts of society,we shared hopes for a better life. Unfortunately, I contracted cancer and left Tarah . I thought it right thing to do rather then force upon her what I perceived to a burden of an ill stricken man.
I joined Canada's Department K and was mutated with a healing factor, derived from the blood of Daken , intended to cure me of my cancer. I worked with other operatives such as Kane and Sluggo, but something went horribly wrong. Whether due to a breakdown from my treatments or some other factor, I apparently killed my teammate Shark Face . The government sent him to the hospice for treatment, unaware of the sadistic conducted by Dr. Killbrew. While there he fell into a deep dark depression. I was dying physically and emotionally. One day I was visited by a beautiful woman in purple. This woman was Death who was able to communicate with me becauseI was close to death. This made me feel a little better that my pain would soon be over. With this new found happiness I decided to help the other imprisoned there. I started defying the warden of Killbrew's facility, a man known as Jax .