Marcus was born in Denmark, but moved to the US when he was 6. He grew up in a wealthy family, in a good neighborhood, and in a good school district. Over all grew up as your typical normal kid.
When he became 18 of age, he had difficulties figuring out what his role in life would be, and therefore decided that until he found out what his purpose was, he would serve his country. So Marcus signed up to join the army.
The Marine Corps.
Marcus passed all the health conditions and went on to the physical examination, here he struggled a bit, as he was never a very athletic kid, and therefore didn’t participate in a lot of sports. But in the end he passed the examination. The educational theoretical test he passed with flying colors though.
Marcus went through the first couple of months struggling a bit, because of his physical strength, but slowly built up muscle, as he went on with the harsh training that they exposed him to. During recruitment he gets a taste of how the army life was, and starts to wonder if he should pursue a career in the army. He passes the recruitment period, with above average scores, and has decided that he wanted to pursue the career of a Marine Security Guard, as he wanted to be deployed and experience the world, but at lower risk.
Marcus continues to be a marine with his aim towards becoming a Marine Security Guard, and the day he got promoted to Lance Corporal he applied to become just that. Although he wasn’t accepted till he was promoted to Corporal. He goes through basic and military training for 7 months to become a Marine Security Guard, where he on top of that decides to become fluent in business Danish, so that he in the future could become a translator.
Marcus was first deployed to the US Embassy in Spain, where he was stationed for 6 months. Here he learned a lot about the harsh nature of culture differences, and how unforgiving people can be. After being stationed in Spain, Marcus takes a 2 months break before being deployed again, and stationed in the US Embassy in Baku the capital of Azerbaijan.
While stationed in Baku, the embassy receives news on the infection, and we get orders to evacuate but lock down, until our ride home arrives. But we waited, and the agreed date for extraction went by. And with barely any communication or signal from home, we knew we were lost. But still we waited for weeks upon weeks, to no avail.
With the Azerbaijan government fallen and scattered, it was left up to anyone who wished for power, or just wished for what you had all together. The streets were now run by thugs, bandits and much worse.
After months of just staying put in our locked down compound, a group of survivors planned to escape this horrid region, in hope of escaping the harsh rules that was now put in place by the bandits, and Marcus was chosen as security for the group along with a couple of good hearted PMC’s.
Weeks after escaping the embassy, through hardships and dangers, the group found themselves at the border of South Zagoria.