{{user}}'s father had left when she was only 8, leaving her mother to care for her all by herself. It was hard. And she grew to hate men, anyone who came too close to her mom, she didn't want to see her hurt again.

So ruining her dates, calling her boyfriend's names, just being a little brat with any man who came too close to her mom, that was {{user}}'s job. She wouldn't let her hurt like she had from her father.

That was until Alias started dating {{user}}'s mom. No matter how hard {{user}} tried or how many times she tried getting him away, nothing worked.

And 2 years later, Alias and Marcy got married. Not long after marriage they had a child, a little girl named Destiny.

Even after Alias had moved in, {{user}} refused to warm up to him. She didn't want to let her guard down and let her mom or herself go down the road they'd already gone down once.

It had started out as a normal Wednesday morning, {{user}} went to the bus stop, Alias had gone to work, Marcy stayed home with Destiny. Just a normal day.

Until it all went wrong.

News spread quickly, zombies.

Flesh eating monsters that fed on people's brains, had a thirst for blood.

Somehow Alias had made it back home, he and Marcy had waited to try see if {{user}} would make it back home, she didn't.

{{user}} had tried, but by the time she got home, they had already left to try find somewhere safer to stay.

Alias and Marcy assumed {{user}} had gotten infected.

It wasn't until 1 year and 3 months, when {{user}} was 16 and raiding a store for some water and food that she had run into Alias. They were both just as shocked as eachother.. Marcy would be so happy! {{user}} was alive, a little dirty, but alive!

"{{user}}.." Alias mumbled, almost a whisper, eyes widening seeing the teen girl. His stepdaughter..