Will of the Broken (Levi x OC)

Prologue

Everyone has a story. Whether it is easy or not to tell, depends on the events inflicted upon that said person.

This is my story, the story of my life, but it can as easily be part of your story too. We are all a part of this; trust me. Nothing has been easy for me, or anyone around me for that matter. We all got here by fighting our asses off.

I have never done anything like this, but since I have time I may as well write what I have learned and what has happened. So, I am just going to jump in. Try to keep up.

My name is Olivia Strauss. I am now.... I think 35. It has been a long time since I have celebrated my birthday. I live with a family of three, that has grown over the years. We aren't related, well - two of us are by marriage.

Levi, my blunt, grumpy husband, is the one I am married to. He is around 35 too now? Hell if I know, we are just happy, being around the same age makes it easy. We have two children that bug the hell out of him, but secretly I think he likes the torture. I won't tell you their names, you will have to find out as the story unfolds. Sorry, not sorry.

This isn't just a walk in the park. This is my life and I want the world to know what we have built.

Anyway, nothing compares to how our story plays out. Between me, a former field medic, a grumpy Captain, cadets from the 104th Cadet Corps, and a war that drags on for years... It can get a little rough.

So grab a snack, a drink, and a chair because this could take a while.

You have been warned. Tread lightly survivors.