Battle-Brother of the Ultramarines First Company and Tyrannic War Veteran
Brother Hector is not a notable Captain or comes from a noble house in the Ultramar Sector. He is a Marine, a Brother, an Ultramarine. Hector’s birth on the Garden World of Iax was one wrought with tragedy and significance. Hector’s family was simple residents of the city First Landing. They were a family that honored the Imperium and the Ultramarines, and they were loyal and disciplined in their work. Ultramar is filled with people and worlds that live in balance and thrive with a perfect mix of productivity and recreation. Unfortunately, Hector’s family was tortured by the fact that they would likely never have children, for Hector’s mother was told by the Medicae that her reproductive organs were in major disarray. It was unlikely she would ever have children and, in that slim likelihood that she did get pregnant, the child would likely die long before ever being born. But, whether through sheer will and strength or from the blessing of the Emperor, she was able to conceive and bore Hector. The event did not go without tragedy; however, Hector’s mother died giving him life. As he got older, he vowed not to waste the life his mother sacrificed so much to give.
Hector worked on the family farm with his father and ranch hands until he was old enough to compete in the trials to join the ranks of the Ultramarines. Hector saw it as his duty to the world and the Imperium that he loved and to his mother. She fought and persevered over every obstacle for him and he would do the same and not let anything stand in his way of being everything he could be. Hector completed the trials and earned his right to don the mark of the Ultramarines. Throughout his training and, ultimately, inclusion into the 10th Company, he was an exemplary marine. He was well versed in all forms of combat and skills with nothing really standing out about him except for his tenacity. Whenever his sergeants or instructors told him that he either couldn’t do something or he failed to achieve a goal, he would rethink his methods and approach with new tactics. He would do this over and over until he succeeded where so many either failed or gave up. His calm, calculating nature combined with his unwavering resolve did not go unnoticed for long, however. Brother-Sergeant Telion was the first to notice Hector, for Hector reminded him of himself when he was younger.
Hector was soon promoted to the 7th Reserve Company before filling vacancies in the 3rd Company. Hector’s initial service with the Ultramarines in the 10th, 7th, and later the 3rd were filled with minor skirmishes and battles, nothing extremely taxing for a mighty Astartes. He quickly distinguished himself as a versatile member of his squad and a competent second in command allowing his unit a greater flexible stance in engagements. However, his true nature and strength did not show until his new home, Macragge, became the target of a great and unspeakable horror, the Tyranid Hive Fleet Behemoth. As part of the 3rd Company, Hector saw days after days of combat with little rest in between. His Company was there when they lost the Jewel of the Imperium, Prandium. This lush and vibrant Garden World was renowned throughout the Imperium and one of the first locations of the Tyrnids invasion. The Ultramarines desperately staved off the invasion only long enough to allow the inhabitants of the planet to escape. The several day siege and ultimate defeat left a bad taste in all the Ultramarines’ mouths, especially Hector. So when it came to Macragge herself, the Ultramarines vowed to make the Tyranids pay for all their trespasses.
As the Battle for Macragge broke out, Hector and the 3rd Company were stationed on the mighty orbital defense stations and fleet encircling the planet. For days they fought off wave after wave of Genestealers and Gaunts, but no matter how many the fleet or the marines killed, more kept coming. The fight was eventually drawn down to the planet and elements of the 3rd were sent to aid in the protection of the Sirocco Spaceport and then on to Cold Steel Ridge. Hector’s unrelenting fortitude was only matched by the unrelenting force and numbers of the Tyranids. He became a leader and inspiration among his squad mates and Imperial Guard Auxillia as he refused to allow even the slightest glimpse of failure rear its ugly head in front of the great Tyranid Horde. However, his character would not be the same after the tragedy that would befall both his squad and that of his Chapter in the frozen northern polar fortress.
The 3rd and 7th Companies were sent to reinforce the 1st which had been besieged in the northern polar fortress since almost the onset of the Tyranids’ invasion. Tired and battle worn from weeks of fighting they descended upon the fortress. Hector had become a rock for many of his Battle-Brothers from both the 3rd and 7th Company. Their ranks had been depleted but they were still battle strong, and he had almost become a pseudo sergeant for squads that had lost theirs. No sooner did Hector and his squad disembark from their drop pod they came under attack from all manner of Tyranids. In the push into the fortress, they were completely engulfed by both the numerous attacks from the surviving Tyranids and the amount of death that hindered any kind of progress. The two companies suffered major casualties as they fought to take back every inch of the fortress. Hector’s armor bore the scars of each of these encounters and his sergeant and squad showed it, too. Hector would become the acting sergeant when what remained of his squad looked to him for guidance when they lost several of their numbers and their sergeant to a surprise attack from several Lictors and Genestealers.
Hector’s ultimate personal test came when he and several squads from the 3rd and 7th Companies finally reached the final stand of the 1st Company. Hector would never be the same after what he saw there that day. Upon entering the room, a flood of emotions filled him and his fellow Brothers. There, in the lower penitorium, a part of Hector died. There, in the center of the room, lay the 1st Company. A circle of Terminators back to back surrounded by mountains of Tyranids, their bodies lying six deep. They had fought until there was no more ammo and then continued until there was no more breath in their lungs. Hector felt great pride in the most courageous and honorable thing he had seen but also felt a great pain at the great cost it took. The fight was over, for some more than others. Since then, Hector has become closed and reserved about those events, allowing very few the privilege of knowing what true honor looks like. After the Battle for Macragge, he joined Chaplain Cassius and his Tyrannic War Veterans in the attempt to bolster the completely depleted 1st Company, for he and what remained of the 3rd Company had seen most of the severe combat during the war. His calculating nature served the War Vets greatly as he and the others quickly devised ways to easily defeat and cripple the Tyranid threat and Hive Mind in combat.
He would go on to fight with the Tyrannic War Veterans in numerous battles, proving to the Ultramarines and the Codex that the Imperium needed warriors like them. Hector was also promoted to the honorable ranks of the Ultramarines Honor Guard where he trained them in the ways of combating the Tyranids before returning to the 1st Company and the Tyrannic War Vets so he could train others. He would become familiar to several Chapters as a cold and calculating soldier and leader, as he was sent out to train others in the knowledge of combating Tyranids that the Ultramarines had learned. He now extends his knowledge to the Deathwatch in order to help the Imperium against the Tyranid onslaught as well as increase his knowledge of the enemies of the Imperium. His armor and his soul still bear the scars of that life-changing battle. The great Techamarines could easily fix his and the other veteran’s armor but it has become a solemn and personal memorial to the events and Brothers they lost. To enemies and those that do not know him, he is Battle-Brother Achilles, a Tyrannic War Vet of the Ultramarines First Company, but to those lucky few that grow a connection to him, he is Brother Hector, a calm and concerned being who loves his fellow man.