Charles Akron

Childhood and Early Life
Charles was born into a Romulan family near the outer rims of the empire. His father, a longtime disagreer of the empire’s, was growing tired of the Tal-Shiar’s antics and the potential threat of death if he were to voice his views. He defected to the Federation with his pregnant wife to save their skins, so to speak. He informed Federation officials of the threat of his people, even giving locations of bases that he worked at as a scientist within the borders of the Romulan empire. His job demanded that he moved around, and his mate decided to follow him wherever he went. Naturally, the newborn followed them when they moved around from place to place.

Charlie continued to migrate with his family until the age of two. At this age, his father found a permanent job at Starfleet HQ to do research on new and old discoveries and to validate and log them. His new job laid the foundations for Charlie’s early life beyond this, helping him gain experiences and make friends of many species and planets.

His life from the ages of three to seven was comparable to a human’s. Him, although young, understood this and followed his father’s example to the letter. His mother took him to many excursions within and around the city, even going as far as Texas to witness the rodeos and eat the oh-so-greasy hot dogs covered in all sorts of condiments. He ate the hot dog a bit too quickly and started choking, but a knight in shining armor arrived. A seven year old Vulcan performed the Heimlich maneuver and popped the tiny hotdog bit out of his gullet, saving his life.

This Vulcan, a young Maria Santos, was a weird example of a Vulcan. She was totally illogical and her hands were less than manicured. Charlie took a liking to her early on not only because she saved his life, but he made her think of the farm life. Of the life of hard work and determination, of humans. He looked up to humans and how they could live with no issues, and Maria was living with no emotional suppression. His parents thought of him as a good influence, however, and allowed him to spend her vacations on the farm with her family. Years of riding horses, cleaning the barn, learning how to lasso the calves… this is how he spent many of his summers up to the age of fourteen.

He decided to take up a human name at this point after his human-adopted girlfriend. She fascinated him to an unreal level, so like any kid he took the trend and took up a human nickname that eventually stuck. He legally changed his name at eighteen, many other Romulans had the name ‘Akron’ and it annoyed him.

Simultaneously, his schooling was going very well. He excelled throughout grammar school. Schooling came easy to him, the algebra and calculus was coming to him like ABCs. He forged good relationships with his teachers, even an ex-Starfleet commander that was teaching his sciences classes. This commander taught him things about science, and also taught him about tactical formations. Charles learned that helping others would place near the top of his list easily, so he learned as much as he could from the teacher before he moved on to high school. His high school years would be different, to say the least…

He entered high school as a relatively young person, being shorter than most of the humans in the school. He didn’t try to make friends at all, he just went along his merry way to earn his grades. He spent many of his lunch periods and off-time studying for school or for his eventual Starfleet enrollment. Yes, his teacher from grammar school had a huge impact on the way he thought. He wanted to become an engineer close to a warp core…

In his third year, a familiar face moved into town. Maria Santos, his old friend and savior. She kept in steady contact with him for this time, exchanging stories and letters about their endeavors. Maria skipped two grades as well? She wanted to be a commander, too? Whoa. When she came to the school, they spent much of their time together. Studying, writing, studying for that Starfleet exam. They remained close friends throughout high school until their senior year.

Charlie and Maria grew closer together, but both were traditional. Maria, to her 1990s country values, and Charlie bound to Romulan rituals and his parents’ expectations. She did save his life, but they wanted to give him a proper mate from their sister species, the Vulcans, but Maria wasn’t qualified enough in their eyes. This caused him to rebel, refusing to listen to his parents. He eventually graduated high school and immediately applied to join Starfleet. He wanted to escape their tacky influence, their overbearingness.

He passed on his first attempt with the test, much to his own glee. He did it in one shot… he studied for hours and hours, days and days before his fruitful work paid off. He was in! Finally in. He celebrated for two days straight, eating pizza and having parties with hid circles of friends from school. One face returned again, Maria. He was thoroughly happy for her, as he was for himself. She passed, too! They both celebrated and had fun… until they both experienced their first kiss. This proved to bring them even closer, but they were again separated to go off to Starfleet Academy.

Academy Years
His academy years, unlike his early life, were rather uneventful. He found trouble relating to others of his species, even being avoided altogether. He kept to himself and pursued his tactical, attending the mathematical tests and getting evaluated himself. It was all part of the process, getting evaluated and making observations about how the department works. Of course, the logical Vulcan students had a minor edge and this made him despise the species somewhat. This was offset by the rather difficult tests, asking about very specific parts of the ship and very specific techniques to help deal with boarding scenarios. He was very good at this, after learning it of course. He tried his hardest, pushing even late at night to turn assignments in to earn her top grade. He wanted to top the other students and make his mark, graduate at the very top. His determination drove him, his passion for the future.

He ended up graduating the academy second to the top of his class, beaten by one of the logical Vulcans that he didn’t like. This frazzled him somewhat, but he had some kind of a choice of ship to start on. Well, he thought, which ship is Maria on? The 20 year old Vulcan was posted on the Cambria, it seemed. He put in to be posted on this ship as well to join her and possibly claim her as her mate. He was indeed thinking like a Vulcan… two days after being posted with her, he surprisingly proposed to her with a ring in a tomato, his adoptive parents’ grandmother’s ring. This made things easy for him… he accepted happily and hugged the daylights out of her.

Early Service Years
It turns out that Starship assignments aren’t as good as they’re made out to be, he thought. Especially after he did too good a job with assisting in the ship’s tactical in the assistant chief’s absence. He did the assistant chief’s job with ease, taking day after day and making it work well. He loved doing this job, he did it with passion. When the chief returned, he found out about his good work and put in a good word to the captain. The captain, a gracious woman, recommended the smiling ensign for a promotion. He continued to work his hardest on this vessel, putting in extra hours and a little elbow grease to get the job done. He was eventually reassigned to the USS Kinghorn to supplement the chief tactical officer as a lieutenant JG.

Sadly, his mate was killed in a shuttle accident after their third anniversary. He mourned his loss for many, many months, even coming close to resigning his commission. He didn’t, however, coming out of his rut with a renewed sense of determination.

His second posting was aboard a certain USS Kinghorn. He worked with the assistant chief for a total of five years on this vessel, working admirably and showing up to each and every shift on time. He forged an unforgettable friendship with his commanding officer, an andorian that showed him how to complete the tasks more efficiently and excel at the phaser trials on the holodeck. He was eventually recommended for another promotion to head up the chief’s position on another vessel, an opening arrived shortly after.

He was transferred to the USS Providence after receiving an order to take the vacant slot for chief tactical officer.

USS Providence
Lieutenant Akron currently serves as the Chief Tactical Officer of the USS Providence.