Jay van Dijk. Born and raised in Amsterdam , The Netherlands. Grew up on a farm with his brother (Mitch) his mother (Lian) and his father (Peter). His father worked 18 hour shifts running their farm. His mother worked in a Drug store in the middle of Amsterdam.

Jay grew up in the ''Perfect'' Dutch family. No financial problems, no fights , no arguments. Just the family. Jay grew up to be a Honest ,loving and disciplined man. When Jay was 16 years old , his mother passed away. His father turned into a drunk and his brother Mitch became a huge drug criminal in Amsterdam. Mitch had moved out of the house because he couldn't live with their abusive father. And Jay had no other choice but to stay as he was a minor. Jay focussed on his boxing classes and joining the Military.

The day Jay turned 18 he inhereted a large amount of money from his passed granfather, as his mother passed away and his grandfather had no connection to Mitch. He was the next one to receive his grandfather's leftover money. Jay used the money to start a new life in Germany. He turned into a semi-professional boxer , managed to join the Military and set up some coffee shops around town (Not the Dutch type of coffee shops). Jay was doing well until he received a call from his brother Mitch. Mitch was stuck in a police station on bail in a weird place called ''Nyheim''. As any good brother would do, Jay took the first plane to Nyheim to try to save his brother from the law. He kinda liked it there.

Jay bailed his brother out and told him about the inheritance. He proposed to move to Nyheim and leave their old lives behind. Which they did, Jay sold the coffee shops , the house and the car in Germany. And Mitch faked his own death in Amsterdam. The farm was doing good, Mitch and Jay had a beautiful hillside home , with a view over the City. You didn't see quite alot of people pass by. It was just Mitch , Jay , the farm and the Dog.

Untill one night Mitch heard some weird noises outside. We all know what those noises are. But we didn't back then. Mitch took a flashlight and a glock outside. Shortly after he was jumped by a group of zombies. Mitch didn't make it.

Now i'm alone, my whole family taken from me. Left my great life in germany behind. My passion ,my house , my businesses and my car.
I have made it my goal to help as many people as possible survive this apocalypse, eventually set up a community to grow strong togheter and use the knowledge i gained from my father to provide for food and other things.