User:Renett

Zombies... That's all you see this days. You look left and there are three standing in front of the Ive Museum, you look right and a mob of fifty are waking to your position. But things where not like that before the outbreak, OH! NO, contrary of this zombie infected place, Malton was a beautiful place, one of the best cities. But i am talking to much about Malton and not about myself so let's begin

I was born in Arecibo, Puerto Rico, a tropical caribbean island. We speak spanish and a little of English. From the first day I was born I have a "thing" for the words "Honor" and "Duty" I see them as very powerful words. Words that could change the tides of war or inspire people, that's why I respect this two words with all my heart. This respect for this words brings me to learn about the wars we had in our history and to respect even more the soldiers because of their duty and honor they showed in the battlefront and the respect they have to each other. I wanted to grow up to be a soldier but my parents wouldn't let me so I decide to work in a corporation. This corporation have their HQ in Malton and in a lucky promotion I was sent to work in the HQ (looking it now I don't see it like a lucky promotion any more). Few month pass and my job was doing great, good paid, good house and a great city, what more can one ask. But then it started.... in the news and newspaper "weird cold in Malton" every news talking about the same thing, about this "cold". I didn't really knew what this "cold" really was, only what the news said. Days pass and the news of "the quarentine of Malton" came on the news... I didn't think that would be possible, how the hell I can see my family now!!... It didn't matter has long the cold didn't reach me and the vaccine were deliver everything was going to be alright, but this wasn't a "cold" it was the "zeds". First you only see one or two stumbling here and there (they looked like homeless to me) then you see them in groups of two or three attacking people... bitting and eating, eating and bitting.... people were scare, is natural in all humans, but much of the citizens just ignored them (I included). My ignorance stopped when the zombies attacked the company... people screaming....people dying and rising up...complete hell.... I barely escape alive. That day open my eyes into what this "cold" was all about. For a few years I scavenged from malls to banks, all alone, and with the knowledge of military history it was a little easy getting acquainted with guns and the hardships of the outbreak, it was tough but I was doing pretty good until.... the bite... I was scavenging a police department and get a little cocky finding ammo and didn't see it was getting late. When I was out of the PD it was night and the "zeds" where roaming free (you know how "zeds" are more active at night). I was running, looking for a place to hide.... I didn't see the black alley at my right side when a "zed" jumped at me and bite me in the arm... I was so stupid for not looking!!!!... Still I keep on running and with a infected bite in my arm, finally found a place to hide "Sowth Auto Repair" luckily it was already barricaded, but with a infected arm I didn't have much change to survive and already was feeling the infection running in my veins, I was in my last minutes when Frank Burn show up and heal me up. After a few hours he told me of the group "Soldiers of Crossman" and how they where created, and how the want a better future for humanity using Honor and Duty. With those words I was inspire by this group and decided to join them in their cause.

So thats my story of how I ended being a soldier of the group "Soldiers of Crossman" Today!Tommorow!Forever!!!