Growing up in a life of poverty does not create a strong familial bond. Damien had long known of his older brother Zain but he was considered the black sheep of the family, outcasted and forgotten after his criminal run ins with the gangs. Zain had escaped, left his little brother behind as he went off to explore the galaxy. Had forgotten all about them and his younger brothers fight to survive the same cruelty and hardships he had.
Damien though had no intention of becoming a courier, like his brother he rebelled against his parents trying to dominate his life. He hated his family and life and often took to criminal activities to survive, until he was caught that is.
The day he turned eighteen, he was in the employment office signing up though why was kept hidden. He had to devote a full year to service to prove he had what it took to become an officer as well as finish basic training. Having made good friends with a few of the higher officials he soon showed some promise among their ranks. His parents hated it, but daring to insult the Republic of Coruscant was never viewed as a good thing so they took to ignoring him, making him fend for himself.
On the turn of his nineteenth birthday he looked to his superiors proudly as they announced the completion of his basic training. He had passed all their test. He would be reviewed in the following days to be promoted to Private officially. Heading home exhausted he found a letter waiting for his family who were not yet home. Opening it, he found a letter from Zain. His brother was alive and well, living on Viscara. He wanted to make contact with his family. Knowing his parents well enough he forged out a copy and left it for them, pocketing the real letter and headed back to the Republic base.
Once inside he went to speak to one of his friends among the ranking members. Requesting a transfer to Viscara. The officer looked at the youth like he had three heads and asked him if he was out of his bloody mind wanting to go to that wasteland of a place. Yet when the youth showed him the letter and explained about his brother, the man simply offered an nod and a smile, warning him that the promotion would be postponed and had to be granted to him on Viscara.
He accepted the trade off and went home one last time to gather his things. He found his parents reading the letter and as they briefly addressed it, he informed them he was headed out to meet his brother. The Republic was transferring him immediately. They tried to refuse his right to go, to make him stay and serve the family proper, promising to disown him if he did, but all he could say, was the Republic was expecting him. He turned and headed out, not looking back as he reported into the shuttle bay and boarded. Only on route did he hear about the attack on Foerost. His features darkening as word of traitors and deserters was whispered among the crew. He had to find his brother. He had to report in. He would not allow these traitors and foul people destroy the peace they cherished.