Marcus Hounsel

Bio
Marcus Hounsel led a simple life with his beloved wife Marie. They had two kids both daughters ages eighteen and fifteen. Marcus was a Independent contractor and made a fair bit of money off his job which paid for almost anything his daughters and wife asked for, Then everything changed with the spread of the sickness. The first time Marcus had heard of this sickness was late at night on the news with his wife. They watched as if it was just another flu going around but they didn't worry to much at first as it had started far away from them so they continued on with their normal lives. About a month later the sickness had reached the United States and the government had begun to react by shutting down school and all transits in and out of the country and began urging families to make an emergency plan. Though the sickness was slowly getting closer to home the family continued with their lives besides the kids who were of course over joyed that every school had been closed due to the military using them as a front line base for every city and town, that evening Marcus was called out to help with something at the school though he wasn't told what he would be doing but he accepted because he wanted to help his country and protect his family. As he arrived at the school he was greeted by heavily armed soldiers how escorted him to the gym of the school that had been filled with what seemed like every man and male student who was able to hold a rifle. Soon after he was pushed into the gym the commanding officer stated that there was a massive hoard of these things heading straight for the town and if anyone wanted to stay and help they could but they could not leave the town as it was surrounded by these things but not everyone accepted as some wanted to spend what they thought would be their last moments with their families. The men who had accepted and offered their aid took up small arms and rifles that where supplied by the army. The man took up positions on the makeshift walls and barricades as the hordes slowly closed in causing some of the military snipers to begin shooting into the group. A few moments later every man with a weapon opened up into the horde from all sides of the town, soon after the fight began the officer in command of that area called for some soldiers to the east end of the town as they were getting overrun but before then men could comply with the order another call came in saying that the south gate was being overrun as well. The commanding officer knew that they couldn't hold out any longer and call for a retreat. Hearing this Marcus jumped down from the wall dropping his rifle onto the ground as it was slowing him down. As he ran he could hear screams of pain coming from all directions as the things tore people apart limb by limb either turning them or killing them outright before heading to their next victim. Marcus was careful not to attract any attention as he slowly crept through the town before being spotted by one the things. Marcus quickly looked around for a place to go and found a rundown house close to his that he could made loose them in so he ran as fast as he could into the building the two things following close behind when suddenly a huge explosion erupted from the gas stove in the kitchen killing the two things instantly but luckily Marcus was right around the corner from the kitchen and was struck in his head by a piece of debris knocking him out cold with the house no longer structurally stable parts of the building collapsed on him. Quite a few hours went by as it was day time before he awoke from his 'forced' slumber. He pulled himself from the wreckage of the fallen house and shook his head clear before realizing what had happened, he quickly looked around into the dark surrounding and saw most that almost all of the things had left his area at least. He slowly and quietly began to walk towards his house hearing gun shots in the distance. The ground was littered with bodies and gore, from bloodied fingered to disemboweled bodies, Marcus tried to not pay to much attention to the dead bodies until he saw a small girl about the age of six that was covered in blood and holding onto what looked like a bloodied teddy bear. He was unsure if he should call out to the young girl or stay quiet and worry about his own family but before he could make a choice the girl took a few steps towards him onto the road and stepped on what was to be an IED as it suddenly blew causing the little girl to be blown to bits, he scattered body parts flying in every direction causing Marcus is instant drop onto his hands and knees throwing up at the gruesome sight that was before him. After pulling himself together he finally reached his house. As he walked up the porch he noticed the door had been unlocked and open ever so slightly. He slowly pushed the door open wondering if his family had escaped and took a few steps inside closing the door behind him so that nothing could follow him inside. The living room was in an extreme mess as if there was some kind of fight as the lamps where knocked over and tables had been flipped along with a few marks of blood but no bodies. As he ventured further into his home he heard rustling coming from the basement. Being cautious he grabbed a baseball bat from the closet and slowly went down the stairs to where the noise was coming from. Finally at the bottom he slowly reached for the light switch only to find out it didn't work either the light bulb has been broken or it burnt out. Relying only on the light coming through the basement window he could see the main area quite well but further in he could see a single shadow. Calling the names of his family out to the shadow it began to stand up and slowly move into the light and once fully illuminated, he could clearly see it was his wife covered in blood and missing an entire arm. The bloody corpse slowly moved towards him hissing and swinging its one arm as he stood there in shock unable to move as a planet of things raced through his mind. He called out to his wife to attempt to reason with her before she jumped him and pushed him onto the ground trying to bite him. Marcus used all his might to push his undead wife off of him causing it to sager back. Marcus quickly got to his feet and readied himself warning what was left of his wife not to come any closer or he would attack. Clearly the thing didn't listen and charged at him once again causing him to close his eyes and swing the bat at the things head and with an audible popping noise the bat struck its head causing blood to splatter over the window tinting the area in blood red. Marcus fell back onto his ass panting heavily after his wife’s dead body fell over limp, once he regain his strength he looked around the basement now wondering what had happened to his two daughters. He stood once again the bat in his hand before he noticed a shoe in the doorway of the laundry room. He slowly moved towards the room and opened the door slowly allowing the light to enter the room casting the red tinted light to expose the half eaten body of his eighteen year old daughter. Dry blood caked her mouth and neck as her legs had been chewed through and her stomach disemboweled her guts covering the floor causing him to sager back for a moment before dropping to his knees and finally into the floor passing out once more due to the shock of his daughter in such a state. Waking up a few hours later it was high noon by now, he walked over to his dead daughter and brought his hand over her eyes and closed them making her seem a little more at peace. He got up from his daughters side and finished exploring the house for whatever he could find, and to his amazement his youngest daughter was not here and in high hopes maybe she was alive somewhere so he wrote a note on the side of the wall for his daughter in case she would return home and then he decided to go out in search of his lost daughter and the only thing that he had left.