The Last Of Us: The Revenant

"As long as you can still grab a breath, you fight. You breathe... keep breathing."

As a kid, all I ever learned was to fight, kill, discipline, focus, and survive. Living in a world of the apocalypse was all about survival and staying alive as long as I didn't hesitate to make a first move. That's what I learned when I was little. I never knew who my parents were.

When I was a child, I was trained in a small organization to become an assassin, a lone wolf, a killer, and a monster. But I wasn't the only one taught the art of killing. There were others like me; others had been through the same hellish life. But later on, when I was fourteen, the others and I had enough of being used as weapons. So, one day, we all defect from our leaders and escape right before we burn our organization to the ground. I don't know if the others made it out, but I could only say, "Ghosts never die... they are just missing in action."

My name is Max Perez, and this is my story.

*A/N: I do not own TLOU or any of their characters. I only own my OC character and ideas.*