Dimitry was born in St. Petersburg, Russia in the year of 1974 to a poor family, he had two sisters, and one brother, their names were Anzhelika, Valeriya, and Vyacheslav Nikoliask, his mother Tamara was an immigrant from Ukraine, his Father Vladimir was full russian. Dimitry was a very quiet person, never talked to anyone in his childhood, atleast not in school, at home he usually just read in a corner, or spoke to his sister Valeriya, she was his favorite sibling, Dimitry was the oldest of his siblings, he only started talking to people more when he reached high school, he had very good grades for the average, he usually went to parties that his sister held and sat in corners doing nothing much, she always called him a 'bodyguard' since of his indimidating stance and how he always kept himself away from large groups. in one of the parties almost everyone got drunk, including his sister. When most people started leaving he drifted off into sleep, when he awoke he heard several screams, and clashing of what sounded like metal, and car alarms, he remembered that his sister was intoxicated and he left her to go and drive herself back home, he ran outside and down the road, he found several cars crashed together, his sisters car in the middle of the wreckage, he ran to the situation and searched for his sister, he saw several ambulances with body bags and hurried to the ambulance, he found his sister extremely wounded on a medical stretcher, being delivered into an ambulance, he was allowed into the ambulance and they arrived at the hospital, when his sister was being treated he called his parents and his siblings, telling them the bad news, several weeks after the incident his sister died during treatment, and his family hosted the funeral.

Dimitry remained quiet after that, filled with guilt at the fact he was sleeping when his sister was drunk, and he allowed her to drive while intoxicated, for several months he became very timid, and never talked to many people. He disliked most people he talked to, he felt they were too carefree and he kept away from them, he only spoke to his close friends, and his family, he rarely stuck his head out of books, he read about the human mind and body. His last year of high school ended rather quickly, his parents had tried to find him a good college, when he applied for most they usually didn't exept, although his grades were quite good, after a little while one college accepted him, several years past and he graduated in medical sciences, soon after he got a job in a local hospital. He worked there for a while until the portal storms occured, Dimitry fled the hospital as it was attacked by many alien species'. When he ran he saw absolute chaos in the streets, dead corpses and military trying to fight off the aliens arriving, but they kept coming. he got in his car in the parking lot an tried to drive out, but the amount of dead things and debris he couldn't, he grabbed his possesions from his car which he needed most and ran towards the nearest police station, in hopes they guarded that place, if it isn't guarded he can still get a weapon. When he reached the station it's doors were knocked open and several corpses were inside, he stepped in the place before an alien jumped out, he quickly kneeled down to one of the police officers and grabbed a pistol, aiming it at the thing and firing several times, killing it. He ran inside and shut the door to the station, reaching to his pocket and grabbing his phone, calling his family's home number, seeing if they are still at home, he didn't have a signal on his phone. He suspected as much and dropped his phone on the ground, he opened the door out of the police station and left onto the street, the military seemed to be holding them off, when he gained a bit of hope..

That only lasted so long, strange alien gunships appeared from the portals, firing at the soldiers with unknown projectiles, they killed most of the soldiers, the rest of them hid under cover or ran off getting either shot down or mauled to death. Dimitry dropped his gun and turned to the police station, he was about to run inside before the ship shot at the building, the right side of it collapsed, Dimitry could hear screaming from the side being crumpled. He turned and ran down the street, stepping over many dead corpses of helpless victims of this catastrophe. Dimitry ran around the aliens, basically using them and the human corpses as human shields to protect himself from gunfire. An hour or so later he got to his house, he ran to the door and kicked it open, his parents were dead, and his sisters mangled in the corner, most likely too wounded to be treated, he sat down in the living room, grabbing a gun from his father, who seemed to be guarding the front house, his throat would be torn open to the side, seemed like whatever attacked him ripped his throat out very viciously, with surpising ease. He sat down on the couch, flicking the safety off on the gun and pointing it to his head, he placed his finger on the trigger, he was about to pull the trigger when one of the gunships shot into the house, it suprised him to the point of dropping his gun, he stumbled off the couch and ran out the back door, the house would then be peppered with alien 'bullets', eventually collasping afterwards, Dimitry ran to his backyard fence, quickly climbing over it and into the house in front of him, he ran to the front yard and found the supposed family of the house dead on the lawn, gunned down by the gunships. he found several men with guns walking around, firing at the remaining aliens, the gunship flew over, the men yelped in fear and backed up, then they turned and ran, Dimitry turned and sprinted to the side of the house, hiding against the wall, poking his head out and seeing the four men being shot to death, he hid for about five minutes until the ship turned around, he walked out into the street, he ran down the road for a bit, and he found a military filled area, where apparently there were communication signals, he was allowed inside and he sat with a few civillians who were luckily alive, he saw news on the TV, good or not he was happy what it was..

"Dr. Wallace Breen, head of the Black Mesa research facility has enacted a world surrender". The gunships then arrived, and shot all of the soldiers dead, Dimitry hid behind cover before figuring out they only shot at the soldiers, he would get back up, and followed the TV's orders, to report to certain destinations around, when he arrived he got in a single file line and was given a Citizen ID card, as well as a Blue jumpsuit. He was stuffed in a temporary housing facility, everyone with combat training was killed, or brought away to a most likely horrible place to never be seen again, after a long while very armored soldiers came around, they only used codes and seemed very robotic, Dimitry would later figure out what they were. Several weeks went on, at one point when Dimitry was going to sleep when he jumped from his bed, hearing two gunshots, he fast-walked over to where he heard the gunshots, he found that a citizen with a 9mm USP was firing at one of those robot soldiers, the soldier didn't even flinch when the man fired, the soldier casually walked over to the man and knocked the gun from his hands, grabbing the guy and throwing him to the ground, reaching to it's wierd alien rifle, pulling it out and saying "Amputate." and firing several times into his head, dragging him off. Dimitry had already gotten used to it by now and went back to sleep. Several boring days past, Dimitry had met several people, one man stood out the most, his name was Gregory. Gregory was a Scottish man, he always had nicknames for things, he called the soldiers Robot boys and called their rifles killer sticks, he called CID's Reminder cards, and so on, one day when Dimitry and Gregory were talking, a british sounding woman spoke through the intercom in a monotone voice, telling 'citizens' to line up near the exit, Dimitry and Gregory were set in line, after they finally got out of the horrid line and there would be a huge trainstation, odd enough the 'combine' set it up quite quickly, Dimitry was handed 'relocation coupons' and given a new blue jumpsuit, and there would actually be a name on it, saying "City 17", he was told to put it on and get in line with a specific line, he was supposed to be on the third train, after he put on the jumpsuit he went into a large group and conversed with the people for about an hour, time went by suprisingly fast and got on the train, he sat down with his suitcase, packed with some supplements, water, and tokens. He fell asleep after several minutes..

He arrived at the next trainstation, grimy and old looking, depressing and gloomy, Dimitry nodded to a man waiting for the door to open, the door slid open, and the man walked out along with Dimitry, he looked around the trainstation, many suitcases would lie around, along with litter and garbage. He stepped down from the train and walked over to the metropolice checkpoint, where he found several gasmasked people, who were called metropolice. Dimitry discovered them when he was in the last trainstation, he walked over to the searching point, the officers asked him to show his CID card, he pulled it out from his pocket and showed it to them, and then they asked him to get on the wall, he was searched along with his suitcase, afterwards they told him he was good after they found his relocation coupons in his suitcase, he walked into the inner trainstation, the same familiar monotone voice activated, saying rations were online, he found a giant line and the citizens were using a machine, recieving familiar packets and walking off, he got into the line and looked around, near the front a man stole anothers ration, and started running off, the metropolice were faster though, and beat him down with their 'stunsticks', Dimitry ignored the trouble and slid his CID card through the certain compartment in the machine, it would beep several times before dispensing out a purple packet, Dimitry grabbed it and walked out of the trainstation, he then walked to the nearest Union Civil Housing building, and got his room assigned, he walked in and opened his apartment door, he walked in and locked his door, sitting down at a table and opening his ration packet, taking the tokens and eating the supplements, drinking the water as well. He sighed and walked over to his bed, leaving his items on the table and collapsing on his bed. When he woke up next morning the 'dispatch' called that there would be an apartment search, Dimitry quicly got up and closed the lids on the empty supplements, and opened his suitcase, shoving the empty supplements and water cans inside, setting his suitcase down next to his table, he then sat down on his bed, sighing as the CP's knocked at his door, he got up and unlocked his door, opening it and letting the CP's search the place, finding nothing, they moved on, Dimitry walked out of his room afterwards, locking his door, when he turned a gunshot flew past his head, a CP would yell a curse, the unit got down and pulled out his pistol, the others hid inside a room doorway, taking out their weapons, Dimitry ran past the hallway to the stairwell, two bullets rang out and flew into the wall, nearly hitting Dimitry. He ran downstairs, getting out of the lobby and into the street, sighing in relief before turning around, walking off to the CWU general store.

Dimitry went inside and checked his tokens, looking to the prices board for a breif moment and reaching to his pocket, taking out a few and asking for some UU approved chinese takeout, not the best. Dimitry thought of UU branded food only enough to keep the citizens alive so they can do all their work, he was mostly right. When the shopkeeper went in the back room and came back some odd looking people came into the shop behind him, after he waited for the shop clerk to come back the men reached to their pocket, pulling out pocket knifes, one tried to hit Dimitry over the head, he grabbed the mans wrist as he tried to slash at him, he struggled to hold his arm in a grip, he was kicked into the counter, the men started to panic, moving over the counter and surrounding the shopkeeper. Dimitry got up after a long while, seeing the men distracted he sprinted to the open door, and out of the building. One of the men chased him down, he ran to the apartments where the CP's where, he slammed the door on the armed man, running up the stairs to where the gunfight last endured. When he arrived one Cp has turned around, speaking through his vocoder, "Wall.", Dimitry quickly regained his breath and spoke out, "The CWU general store is being robbed!" before one of the armed men ran up, seemed like he didn't know there were several units up there, his eyes widened and the CP's ran after him, the man quickly turned and shoved the pocket knife into his chest, the CP had knife plating however, and smashed his stunstick into his head several times, the other units would run out and to the shop, Dimitry nodded to the unit and charged forward, slamming his fist into the armed criminals kidney, stepping to his side quickly and kicking his shin, the unit would then kick the pocket knife out of the mans hand, kneeling down afterwards and beating him unsconsious. The unit would then run out of the apartment, Dimitry would follow, after reaching the shop the men holding up the CWU member were fighting with the CP's, the member in a corner with a slit throat. Dimitry walked in and saw a CP cornered with the man, as well as another CP beating the other man unsconsious. Dimitry ran in and grabbed onto the Armed mans wrist, using his other to rip the knife from his hands and throw it to the floor, he was sucessful in his endeavors, although the man kicked Dimitry to the ground afterwards, the CP charged forward and slammed the stunstick into the mans head, kicking him to the ground and smashing his forehead with his stunstick, afterwards the CP's restrained the men and took them into detainment, a unit ordered him to clean up the corpses, Dimitry piled up all the bodies and cleaned up the blood, hearing several gunshots from the nexus, the CP's would come back to the shop after a while, and awarded Dimitry with several counts of assisting officers, reporting in several criminals, and several other things involving the commotion, this started his career as a loyalist.

The whole situation got Dimitry to the point of a loyalist mindset, as he felt that the only way to success in the world, as the resistance as he felt was useless considering the force of the combine compared to a few humans who were lucky to not get killed yet. After that situation he resolved the several units involved treated him better than the average citizen in a street corner, by calling him by his name, and sometimes even giving the occasional nod. After a few days of average ration procuring, buying snacks and water, and taking the occasional walk and touring the city perameters Dimitry decided to walk to the Civil Medical Union General Hospital. When he walked inside he was greeted by the head of the CMU, Dimitry recognized him easily as he noticed the unfamiliar armband. Dimitry walked to the counter and asked if any CMU spots were available, the head placed a clipboard and a pen on the counter and told him to fill it, after filling out many of the questions, the head took the clipboard and viewed it for a moment, looking to Dimitry and speaking aloud, "I see you are a well known citizen as of recent events, as well as the fact of your former training, that you are fit for service." reaching under the counter and taking from it a CMU uniform, holding it out to him, "Put these on, meet me in the back room, I want to see how well you are trained.", he then walked into the backroom, Dimitry quickly put on the uniform and stepped in the back, afterwards the head asked him a series of questions revolving common wounds, "What represents DR-ABC's?" "How do you treat a compound fracture step by step?" ext. After Dimitry answered the questions, mostly correct in the questions asked from the head, who was impressed at his accuracy and allowed him into the CMU as a new member. Afterwards Dimitry manned the front desk for a long time, treating the occasional citizen who got wounded from some commotion, at one point, the MPF brought in a wounded unit from a firefight into the hospital, no medical units were available, apparently. They brought the unit inside and stripped them down to their fatigues, refusing to take off the mask, Dimitry came inside and readied himself for the treatment, taking out needed medical supplies for it. He started by checking the responce of the unit, speaking to him to get his attention, the unit nodded to him. Dimitry would then roll the units sleeve up, placing two of his fingers to the cartoid artery, checking his circulation for a minute before moving on. Walking back to his medical supplies, opening a drawer and taking out a stethoscope and placing it around his neck, walking to his patient and examining where the wound was. The wound was shot in the side of his torso, it would seem the blood around it was fresh, Dimitry listened in with his stethoscope near the wound, hearing nothing, luckily the unit had no internal bleeding, afterwards Dimitry would head back to his supplies, taking some powdered artificial coaglant and coming back, placing some into the wound to coaglate some of the blood, he then would grab a gauze pad and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, taking the cap off of the bottle and pouring some on the pad, setting it down and walking back to the unit, dabbing the wound with it to clean it, heading back. Dimitry would then reach into the drawer again, taking out a needle labeled "Morphine", walking back to the unit and grasping his arm, placing the needle into it and injecting the substance, he would then walk back to his supplies, setting the needle down and reaching inside again, taking out another needle labeled "Methohexital" and walking to the unit again, injecting it and placing the now empty needle next to the other. He would then look around for a moment, grasping a scalpel and walking to the now unsconsious unit, eventually making an incision and placing clamps down to hold it open, heading back to his supplies and graspin a bovie pin, walking back and operating on the wound again, cauterizing the blood vessels. Dimitry would then head back, placing the scalpel down and grasping a pair of forceps, walking to the unit and reaching inside of the wound with them, grasping the bullet and pulling it out, setting it down and walking back, setting the forceps down. grasping a suturing kit and moving back to the wound, grasping the needle and placing it through the skin of both sides, pulling the skin together. Repeating the motion until finished, he would then place all of his items away. Waking the unit up with a stimulant and prescribing him a pill bottle of ibuprofen. He was given many loyalist points for his service.

After several months of gathering loyalist points and gaining more respect from the union Dimitry eventually felt he has done enough service for mainly citizens themselves, and wanted better food, drink, and authority. He talked to the head doctor after a while, and got permission to leave the CMU, afterwards he headed to the MPF application center, and requested a form for it, he was immediately given one form along with a pen, he signed several things, including his name, his past profession, his skills, his loyalist points, and so on. Afterwards the units looked over it and checked his record, they let him in after some thought, the loyalist points and all of his services to the union. When he was ready to be trained they had to rescedule plans, Dimitry was sent to a new city to be trained in, this application form is what he turned in, and this is where his story begins...