The father of Keith left his mother a month into her pregnancy when it was discovered that he was not the father of Hank as well. She had cheated on him with an old friend, which resulted in pregnancy. None where aware that the child had been conceived out of marriage and the family went on. When the father heard of the tragedy at Keith’s birth, he returned to claim the child. But the boy’s maternal uncle and Godfather Dennis Shiader stepped. He took both children as his own, and raised them when he wasn’t busy trying to break into the competitive world of wrestling. A shattered collar bone during his third match left him with a wound that wouldn’t heal, and disability and unemployment checks that would support him and the children.

The boys were encouraged to play as many sports as they could, as it would teach them social skills and condition them athletically. But Hank excelled while Keith was simply adequate. But to be raised in the shadow of one’s older brother changed Keith for the worst. He would attempt to follow Hank’s footsteps, play the same positions, attempt to win the same accolades, but he constantly fell short. He lacked the natural athletics that Hank had, and therefor could only prove himself by having the right attitude. He would follow the coaches’ orders to a tee; he would do exactly as told and wouldn’t do anything he wasn’t told to do. As a result, he grew up unable to think for himself, he constantly needed a coach figure hanging over him saying ‘Do this, like this, for these reasons, and you’ll get these results.’ And even though he had placed himself in a social slump, he had become one of the favourite players for whoever coached him. He was often given Captain positions, which usually proved to be a mistake. A good follower usually makes a bad leader, and his constant inability to make important decisions on the fly left him self-conscious. He would attempt to find leaders in every situation he ended up in after he played his last games, and Hank usually ended up being the man volunteering to lead him down the ‘right paths’.

It was under Hank’s leadership that Keith got a large green tattoo over his left eye of a scorpion, and it was under Hank’s leadership that they broke into pro wrestling, with Dennis pulling whatever strings he could to get them try-out matches. The boys named themselves after their tattoos, Hank taking the name Cat, Keith taking the name Scorps. Collectively, they were Animal House. The pair wrestled with moderate success in federations like the SCWA, and, most notably, the AEA, before both federations folded. But when the Degenerate World Order opened and offered contracts to wrestlers from the AEA, Cat, now calling himself Wildcat, jumped at the opportunity. But it was here that the pair, who had never won a title in the three years they had been together, split. Things fell apart during the introductions to a match pitting Animal House against Sticks ‘N Stones, who were the only members of the once feared stable known as the Bestiary Draco. SNS offered the pair singles contracts if they were to join the squad. Wildcat and Dennis gave ambitious yeses, Scorps gave a vehement no. When asked to pick between family and future, Wildcat knew which was expendable, and Scorps was attacked a nearly crippled, as anyone he would have ever considered a friend watched on. Scorps knew his position, if he didn’t prove his worth to the dWo and to it’s owner Scribe, he would be fired.

So Scorps, left on his own for the first time in his life, began training, as his future was now on the line.

But his first match on his own was at the Lethal Lottery, and his performance was less than impressive, thanks mostly to the interference of the Bestiary Draco. Wildcat once again attacked Scorps, and again came within a hair of breaking his legs. Scorps was forced to attempt something different; another alliance. He needed a new leader. He found it in the way of Azaul Scramble, a man he had been indifferent towards. He knew the rumours of Scramble’s connections with the Draco, but he had to take a risk on this man, because he was down to his last options. But again tragedy struck, as Azaul’s life was taken in a fatal car accident. The Draco and Scorps left the dWo shortly after. But Narnia, Azaul’s silent manager and fiancé, didn’t leave. She managed no one new, but she kept tabs on the dWo, and found out that a title in Scramble’s memory would being made. Scorps was the only man left that Azaul considered a friend, and he had the integrity required to honour that title. The holder at the time she contacted him was Nick Black, a man Scramble considered a friend until the charismatic Stones convinced him otherwise. Nick was clearly upset by Scramble’s passing, and was even more upset that he hadn’t patched things up when he had a chance. He lost himself to his sorrow, and Scorps’ constant bashing of his character helped nothing. But Scorps managed the victory in his first singles match, which earned him the Azaul Scramble Memorial title.

Once the title was his, Scorps refused to defend the title against anyone that he didn’t consider worthy of holding it should he lose. The short list became shorter when Blade, the man who was sanctioned to have the first title shot, revealed his true colours. So Scorps and Narnia backed themselves into a corner, targets for the scavengers. Luckily, they had also proved themselves to a higher, more noble class of men; the Knights. The glorious group had reformed just as Wildcat, Raided X and others resurfaced, men who were guaranteed to target both the Knights and Scorps. The men saw each other as potential allies, but also saw each other as potential friends, the true requirement to become a Knight. Scorps was invited and he accepted graciously. Now he no longer stands on his own, or under a corrupt leader, he stands with friends at his sides, and glory leading his way. And whatever the future holds, he can be sure he won’t have to face it alone.