“Don’t call me angry!”
Mary used to lead a peaceful life in retail, with a husband (cop), two kids and a house with a white picket fence. Then the zombies came and took it all. Returning home to an (almost) empty house one day, she narrowly escaped becoming zombie chow by dispatching the untidy interlopers of her lovely home. Something snapped, and the wild energy of her misspent youth came roaring back. Mary emptied her husband’s gun safe and turned into an urban warrior. She does seem to have a special grudge against zombies though and never passes up a chance to kill them.