My Story:
In my pre-apocalyptic life I was a soldier. Since I had joint citizenship to both Russia and England, I was in both the Special Air Services and the Spetsnaz. I was very well trained in all areas in the military. I was eventually put into a special military group that maintained peace by doing the darker deeds no one else wanted. The group is probably gone by now because of the crisis which I suspect is global by now and not just occurring in Malton. The group was named The Shadow Company Elites. We would assassinate country leaders who most didn't like. We were responsible for one of the largest coupes in history which ended up removing multiple countries from the map and renamed a few others. Then we were sent onto a top secret mission.
There were reports of riots and viscous attacks on civilians. We were go in and clear out the riots. Kill anyone involved in the riot. We started out by landing on the border of the city. We made our way to the downtown area of the city staying out of sight of the rioters keeping to the rooftops and shadowy ally ways. We were equip to to take on an army. When we were all in position we didn't see a riot. We saw what looked like a protest of some kind. Yet there was something amiss. The supposed rioters were just swaying in the wind like they were sleep walking or something. Very few were moving and even few were doing anything other than what seemed at the time talking to the others.
We watched for a few more minutes before we got a distress call from a CB radio yelling about how one of "them" got into the hospital. So we agreed and rushed to the hospital to see if we could help out. When we got to the hospital, it was boarded up. The door to the ER had been broken into. We followed blood stains and some but not a lot of bullet shells. We went to the Maternal Ward first to make sure everything was safe for the new mothers. One of the nurses there was petrified and told us what was going on. She told us that some of the people started to change. They would get angry and try and kill others. She told us anyone who was bit by the others would act like them.
So a few of my men stayed there while the rest of us went to defend the building. It took us a while before we found a group of them in the OR feasting on one man who was under. We unloaded on them until they started to drop to the ground. We dragged their bodies out of the hospital, and burned them. We eventually cleared the building and had a huge bonfire going. We rested up and protected those in the Hospital while we were there. It was calm while we were in the hospital. No need to shoot, no need to kill, no need to waste our energy.
We resumed our mission and headed back to our spots. We were ready to clear out the downtown area and maintain peace and order. Then we saw something that horrified us. Among some of the people were burning people. They were walking around on fire as if nothing was wrong. Others would touch them and ignite. Buildings started to burn from the outside. The city eventually was all aflame and we had to retreat our grounds until the fires went out. Most of the ones who caught fire were finally dead and just a smoldering pile of bones.
We eventually decided to execute the mission. We were tired, hungry, and aggravated at the city. We opened fire on anyone who was in the downtown area. Killing without discretion. We eventually emptied out the area. We lit the bodies for good measure and then radioed in for a helicopter.
Once we got back to the Head Quarters, they had us debriefed and rested. In that order, unfortunately for my men. The Head Quarters said they knew something worse than riots was what was going on, but they weren't sure what exactly. They figured it had something to do with the NecroTech Company and the break in they reported a week before. They never reported anything stolen or missing but The Shadow Company Elites weren't ones for trusting.
Since The Shadow Company Elites didn't exist the whole mission didn't exist. Which means the things everyone now call zombies, didn't exist. We eventually were dropped into Malton since we had the experience with handling the zombies. My squad lasted a while before being killed off or separated. We killed many zombies trying to quell the pandemic of Malton.
Well after a long and heated argument with my fellow members of the DSS about player killing, where my commitment and hard work put into Foulkes Village while I was a CAPD officer, I have left the DSS. I have now figured fuck it, I am tired of being trampled on and disrespected for having a player killer. My fellow survivors and people who I trusted calling me a piece of shit for playing the character Patrick MacManus. Well now I have had enough shit shoveled into my face for playing a character on the opposite side of the Player Killer moral spectrum. It seems since I have made Patrick I have been given nothing but distrust and uncivil names. So I think my new title is an Anti-Bull Shitter, so that means anyone who is a total ass whole, dumb ass, does stupid shit such as put Nazi pictures on a forum, or a suspected zerg who seems he can get away with everything, will be at my mercy. Fuck it, if you want to call me a PKer, go ahead. You want to call me a BHer, youll be wrong because PKers aren't the ones who need a good ass kicking. If you want to call me a griever, I don't fucking care but survivors, legitimate survivors, don't need the grieving. If you wish to hunt me I would prefer if you didn't because I am not killing regular legitimate survivors, only those who need the death. 
