Katherine Jones

**Life in Virginia**

Katherine was born into a small farming family in Virginia a few years after the bombs had fallen. Her life started off as happy as a wasteland life can be. While her life became more turbulent as she got older, the one thing that didn't change was her rock solid relationship with her brother. So much so, that after being beaten down by their abusive father, she drug his body into the night to nurse him back to health. The two swore to never look back to the place they once called home again, and begun their journey across Virginia.
The two, as mentioned, never returned to their homestead, but instead made a life for themselves on the road. They were relatively poor as they travelled, but always made sure each other had enough food in their belly or enough water in their canteen, one way or another. There were a few events during this time that made her laugh, like the time Vince traded off his clothes just so they could eat; and there where were times that made her cry, like when Vince had cheated at cards and caused an outburst that led to her being shot with a malfunctioning plasma weapon. The scar that was left would always be a horrible reminder every time she looked in a mirror.

It was no secret Vince was a ladies man in every town they'd pass through. It wasn't a problem, except for this one town. See, Vince had gone to bed with a girl with a chem habit- a habit that costed caps. It was their bad luck that their pooled caps happened to be with Vince when it, and the rest of his belongings were stolen away. Kath had frantically searched for the girl after her brother had shamefully came to her in his boxers. She was long gone, and all of the money they had saved up.

It usually wouldn't be an issue- the twins had been through tougher times, but Kath snapped from the stress of dealing with her new abilities and the lack of items she could trade. She wanted to scream her lungs out and beat the life out of him.. but she could simply only tell him she was disappointed, and that the bar in town was hiring. She left the town later that night, holding back tears as she refused to look back.

**Welcome to West Virginia (and the Enclave)**

She spent the next few years as a drifter through different settlements- she didn't know where she was going, and she didn't really care; she was too busy being heartbroken after losing her last family member. Eventually she found herself in the region of Appalachia known as the mire, and she started the next chapter of her life.

Kath found herself staying in a no-name town on the border of the mire and the cranberry bog. The people were nice enough to let her stay as long as she pulled her weight by helping tend to the community farm and help the town's sick. By pure chance, an injured enclave operative was drug into town. He was gravely injured; the man who had found him though he was already dead. Kath spent the next few weeks taking care of him. The first two were spent slowly nursing him back to health, and the next three were spent teaching him how to walk again and build up his strength. After he was well enough, the man offered Kath a bigger purpose to her life. Kath and the stranger left the town that afternoon, and the rest of her life began.