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Name: Alex “Wolf” Swanson
Age: 19
Weapon of choice: Chinese Ring Daggers
Motivation: Survival
Weakness: Her past
WARNING! WARNING! EXTREMELY STEALTHY, DON’T LET OUT OF SIGHT!
When you’re brought up in a single-parent family in the easier side of L.A., things seem to appear clearer to you. Alexandrea Swanson witnessed this first-hand. Her dad leaving her when she was only a few years old, the clouds that fogged her young eyes cleared. She could see the distress on her mother’s face, the poverty that surrounded her, even if it was the better side of their city. She saw everything through new eyes.
With that, Alex learned to live life to the fullest. She saw that death was so easy to come by, so why waste the life that you could live? Needless to say, she was a wild child. Always bouncing from wall to wall, and in her early teen years,s he was doing things that twenty-year-olds could only dream--- parties every night, a contact list rolling out of the notebook, and a sense of imagination that could woo any child.
Though, as she neared her twentieth birthday, things seemed to go wrong--- not just for her, but for everyone. A disease his, resurrecting the dead in a way that only movies could describe. Life struck hard, and Alex soon realized that her view on life was the best one yet. But did that heal her hurt? No. It was only the third day of the outbreak when she saw her mother dashing for her, bloodshot eyes and sickly skin tearing apart her memory.
Alex couldn’t do what she knew she should have, instead, she ran. Now, nearly seven months later, she’s a lone wolf. She does what she needs to do to survive, and she keeps her regrets to herself. She stays quiet most of the time, trying her hardest to get in and get out without anyone noticing.