When I was 8 years old my mother and I left my father and twin brother with all the money and most of the furniture. We went to Russia to get away from my father, there my mother found a good job and a great house to raise me in. When I turned 14 I overheard my mother talking about my father coming to Russia to find us, apparently he turned to selling drugs so later that year he died in a "drug deal gone wrong". When I turned 18 I went back home to join the US national guard, I got through boot camp, then came sitting in a military base day after day bored out of my mind, until we got news that the dead were coming back to life eating people. I quickly left the marines to go back to Russia to save my mother, when I got there I searched day and night for my mother but no result. I then got stuck in Russia due to the undead becoming too powerful for airports to stay operational. I joined up with some other US marines and special forces to become mercenaries for people in need. I'm now 29 years old stuck with the same condition as my twin brother, we cant hit puberty therefore i'm stuck with the voice of a 15 year old.