Appearance :
Name : Shanelle (Shan) Horner
Age : 17
Skill : She's a five time nation champion archer, but has some issues carrying a bow, due to her disability. She's also well educated in Biology and Zoology and knows much about the local flora and fauna.
Weapon (up three): A recurve bow (because it's the only thing she could reasonably carry on her back) with six arrows, a small folding buck knife, and a .380 semi automatic Sig Sauer pistol that she randomly found along the way (no ammo).
Personality : Shan is a very dry and slightly callous person, at times. She's actually very sweet and nervous around people she doesn't know. However, she's realistic about the fact that there aren't many good people left, in this world. There's not much hope of surviving, if she lets people get too close. So, she takes herself, and steps away from all attachments, other than Ryder.
Brief Bio : Shan is very sick, and has been for a while. When the outbreak first started, she was in the hospital, her lungs fully collapsed and her body relying on treatments to stay alive. Now, she scavenges what she can from medical supply stores and (God forbid) hospitals, rationing her oxygen as much as possible, to try and hold on just a little longer. Isn't that what everyone else is trying to do? She carries an oxygen tank in her backpack, along with her weapons and water bottles. It's about half full, after Ryder found it completely empty in a small dialysis center on their way.
Who knows what will happen once her breath is gone. She could die, or she could fight a little harder, and hopefully survive one slow death, only to meet another.
Appearance:
Name: Ryder Answell
Age: 18
Skill: Running. He can run faster than anyone he's ever known, and can slip in and out of places unseen.
Weapons: A Remington 870 12 gauge shotgun (with a complete box of shells in a backpack), a Gerber Jr. Machete, and a flare gun.
Personality: The most caring and honest person you'll ever meet. Ryder cares for others more than himself, most of the time, risking his own ass to make sure they stay alive, if only for company. His only flaw is his willingness to sacrifice those he doesn't know…for those he loves.
Brief Bio: Ryder went through the first leg of the apocalypse locked in a tiny hospital room. He survived (barely) a severe car crash, that killed his parents, and left him with only a fracture in his ankle, which still gives him fits, today. He tore his oxygen mask off of his face, removed his I.V. and made his escape from his own room, only to find himself cornered, and backed into another room. This is where he met Shan. She wasn't going to survive. She was hooked up to more machines than he had ever seen, and there was no way to take these machines out onto the roof, where they were escaping to. She gave him a reason to fight hard, and fight he did. He unhooked her, and carried her out onto the roof, where he left her to go find supplies. The dead were everywhere, and even though he had joked about wishing for the zombie apocalypse…this wasn't what he had in mind. He ran, with speed, all the way through the hospital stairwell, around the scratching and moaning of the dead, and into the central supply. That run, which initially kept Shan alive, solidified a relationship that will last until their last days on this earth.