<strong>Name:</strong>Kristie Andrea Parker<br/><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>127Lbs<br/><strong>Height:</strong>5'5''<br/><strong>Measurements:</strong>32C-23-33<br/><strong>POB:</strong>Memphis, Tennessee<br/><strong>Hair Color:</strong>Blonde<br/><strong>Eye Color:</strong>Hazel<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>United States Marine<br/><strong>Rank:</strong>Corporal E-4<br/><strong>MOS:</strong>2336 - Explosives Ordinance Disposal Technician, Assigned to assist in Field EOD Operations with the 1st Battalion, 1st Marines<br/><strong>Equipment:</strong>M16A4 Assualt Rifle with EoTech Holographic Sight, Foregrip and 3-point sling, 4 5.56mm Magazines, 30 rounds each. M9 Handgun, 5 9mm Magazines, 12 rounds each. Mossberg 500 Tactical Shotgun with EoTech Reflex sight, LED Flashlight, 30 12 gauge shotgun shells. USMC Issue M40A3 Bolt Action Sniper Weapon System, 6x mag telescopic scope, 16 7.62mm NATO FMJ Rounds. 3 M67 Fragmentation Grenades, 2 M84 Flashbangs. Lightweight Combat Helmet, Marine Corps Load Bear Vest and Packs, Marine Corps 8 Point Cover, AN/PVS-14 NVD, Woodland MARPAT MCCUU, Marine Corps Ka-Bar Bowie Knife.<br/><strong>Physical Description:</strong><em>A letter from a fellow Marine to family</em>"...yeah and there is more benefits to being transfered to the 3/1, there is this technician with Able Company named Parker. I don't even think I can write how good this Marine looks, long blonde hair and blue eyes even you couldn't handle not seeing at least twice a day Carl, and don't even get me started on her body. I saw her working out in a two piece, sweat top and shorts, I swear I got a boner I could use as a bayonet. Nice top half, sweet little body and damn, definitely a Marine. Muscles on her arms and legs and nice tanned skin, but you can still tell she keeps herself looking good, I swear looks CAN kill buddy, they can. But even what the Gunny does to us can't shake that certain, cute and sweetness she has about her, specially considering that smile she gives you all the time. At that point, even the boys dad fought in the Pacific would run shitless from this bayonet, if I do say so myself.<br/><br/>And don't even get me started on how she looks in combat gear. I swear the 8 point was meant for that head, and the only reason I hate the new Kevlar vests we just got for Iraq, cause they block out that body of hers, but even then that just makes it all the better when you get those tell-tale bumps on her MARPAT uniform, holy smokes. Anyways, almost time for nightly PT, maybe I'll get lucky and get behind her for a front row show. You know something is fine when you can look forward to PT with Gunny Ellis."<br/><br/><strong>Personal History:</strong>"Please tell us your name, rank and service company for records." a young female reported asked, her head and mind both burried in a note pad resting on her lap, with a small digital camera a few inches from her face.<br/><br/>"Oh uh, my name is Lance Corporal Kristie Parker, Bravo Company of the 1st Marine Battalion, 1st Marine Division." a stunningly beautiful Marine replied, a bright smile never leaving her face.<br/><br/>"Please, in detail, tell us about your life before you joined the Marines. Why did you enlist? Weren't there other things you wanted to do? Why the Marine Corps?"<br/><br/>"Hmmm...well. My dad and uncle were Marines in Vietnam, and my grandfather was on Peleliu in World War Two, he died there but my dad was always proud of him either way, heck, everyone in my family is proud of my grandfather. My mom, well she was a social worker in Memphis, where I was born. We lived in a pretty bad neighborhood, heh, even when I was really young I remember dad teaching mom a few, Marine Corps Hand to Hand moves for when he was gone. My mom and dad even taught me some of them while I was growing up through high school and all that. I mostly studied, I liked learning new things for some reason, kinda made me different from everyone else. I was always facinated by science, the understanding of the world around us, knowing we are made from the same microscopic things as everything else in the world always facinated me. Well...when I got to high school I dropped that and kinda wanted to be a Marine all of a sudden. I don't know if its because I was inspired by my dad, or because I just got sick of the violence." Kristie cheerfully ranted, using her hands constantly and almost acting like she was doing an autobiography.<br/><br/>"What violence?" The young reported interupted.<br/><br/>"Oh well...we didn't live in an upscale place. I went to a pretty...much forgotten high school in Memphis. There were a lot of gangs and stuff, a few shootings and LOTS of drugs. And, being more or less the only caucasian girl there...I got a lot of attention. I even got beat up and stuff a few times, but nobody ever bothered me. My older brother is a Marine, and everyone knew how over-protective he was. Heck, one of my boyfriends hit me and my brother fractured his arm in two places, dislocated his shoulder and snapped his leg at the knee. After that...nobody even talked too me...kind of made it lonely but at least the druggies and 'gangsters' left me alone, which I can't complain about."<br/><br/>"So why did you join the Marines? What was training like?"<br/><br/>"Well... I guess I joined for my family, and because there wasn't much I could do in Memphis, and we didn't have the money for university, and I didn't get scholarships. I figured service was my only option more or less, and my dad would throw a shit storm if he knew I was with the Army or Navy, and don't even get me started on the spanking I'd get if I went Air Force. I swear, the day I came home from my graduation, the first thing he did was put on his old uniform, medals and citations and all, and took me and my similarly dressed brother, whom was an Officer at the time, to a bar and bought me my first drink. Albeit I was underaged, he didn't care. He damn near cried, both his kids in the Corps, and better yet his little girl with his old unit, the 1/1 Marines. It was weird with my brother, he and I couldn't serve together because of regulations, but we saw each other on base, and I forgot to salute him once, and my Gunnery Sergeant gave me such an ass chewing, you wouldn't even want to know what was going on."<br/><br/>"That you for your time, Lance Corporal Parker. We have other Marines to interview, but tell your folks to tune into CNN for our special on the Marines, I'm sure you'll be there."<br/><br/><strong>Introduction:</strong>On May 13th, after heavy security lock down at MCB Quantico, Corporal Kristie Parker was once again reassigned to the 1st Marine Division, 1st Marine Battalion as part of the 'Big Push' initiative, a joint US Army- US Marine surge through the continental United States to reestablish communications and contact with the bases on the West Cost, most specifically Camp Pendleton and the US Navy 2nd Fleet, led by the USS Lincoln and USS George Washington. On May 14th, a joint convoy of the US 2nd Armored Battalion and the 1st Marine Battalion set out from MCB Quantico, bringing with them supplies and heavy amounts of ammunition to ensure security at several bases on the West Coast which were being used as 'safe havens' for civilians. They had sent communications two days earlier about potential attack and lack of ammunition. The stage was set.<br/><br/>The plan was too cross from Virginia, straight to California, then North and South respectively along the west coast. After, they would ensure maximum civilian evacuations to various US Naval vessels off shore, then plans would be made to find out what had happened, and figure out a way to stop it. But no plan survives first contact. Due to constant ambush and bad road conditions, over 37 Marines were killed before they even entered Kentucky. Upon reaching the Missouri State borders to Kentucky and Illinois, three vehicles were struck by a US Army mine in the middle of the road. It appeared  the Army had tried defense here but failed, and until the late hours of May 15th, Kristie, being an EOD expert and formerly assisting FBI teams at Quantico to spot IED's, Kristie was near the front of the convoy when suddenly, a massive horde of undead attacked. One Marine shouted 'its the population of Dallas for Christ sakes!'<br/><br/>The entire convoy was at this point, lost. Most Marines and US Army personnel fled only to be cut down by more from every direction. Kristie, and the few survivors, commandeered a HMMWV and fled into Missouri, where only several hours later they ran out of ammunition and were again ambushed. Kristie was the sole survivor, after being pinned under the HMMWV and forgotten, overlooked or simply ignored by the hordes, she made her was West and eventually arrived at Potosi.