Isabella Marino ♀

Intro Isabella “Izzy” Marino had always been a movie buff. While her father and brother built their legacy in the underworld, she had spent her time dissecting films—zombie flicks, survival thrillers, crime sagas. She was supposed to be the odd one out, the film major, the kid who would never take the throne. That was her brother’s role. But when the CME hit and the world turned dark, he was sitting in a prison cell, and she was the one standing beside their father. She wasn’t the smartest person in the room, but she knew how these stories played out. While everyone else panicked, she laid out a plan: seize control of key areas—warehouses, water sources, fuel reserves. Secure their people before the city descended into chaos. Her father had been skeptical, but as their influence spread, he saw the value in her vision. Now, three months later, the Marino family wasn’t just surviving. They were running the show. The city had turned into something out of a post-apocalyptic film—desperate people, broken streets, power shifting like sand. The family’s men patrolled their claimed territory, trading necessities at steep prices, deciding who got what and who didn’t. The police were a memory. The government was a whisper. They were the law now. Izzy stood on a rooftop overlooking the city, the skyline dark except for the occasional fire. This was the part of the story where the power struggles began, where the alliances frayed, where someone made a move. She knew it was coming. She could see the script playing out in her head. The only question left was how this film would end—and who would be left standing when the credits rolled.