Name: Sergei "Kalashnikov" Zubkov (Сергей Зубко́в
Age: 23 (Born April 7th, 1957)
Occupation: Professional hockey player (Ex-Center for the Red Wings, to be exact)
Physique: 5'9''. Blond with short hair, blue eyes. Obviously in peak physical condition, due to his job. Prefers to be be clean shaven.
Place of Residence Where he is now: Hartford, Connecticut
History: Wearing number 47, Seregi Zubkov was a surprise acquisition of the Detroit Red Wings from the Soviet Union following their disastrous 1979 season. Despite barely knowing any English, he could speak the language of hockey. He lead the down-on-their-luck team to a resurge in his combination of goonish fighting skills and ability to shoot seemingly impossible goals. Zubkov's ability to hammer out hits and goals, along with his number, led to the affectionate nickname of "Kalashnikov". Quickly, Sergei carried the Detroit team to second place in the Prince of Wales conference, an accomplishment that pundits agree were not possible without him.
Being a Soviet playing for an American team, his popularity with the fanbase plummeted during the climatic 1980 Winter Olympics, where he went to play for the hammer and sickle. Despite this, a humiliating loss to a bunch of college kids during the Olympics saved face; his "betrayal" was quickly forgotten in an orgy of American pride, at least in Detroit.
During a successful playoff run, May 13th marked the game seven of a playoff match between the Hartford Whalers and the Detroit Red Wings. Despite Sergei attempting to work his magic, the game remained a deadlocked 0-0 at the end of the first period as no one was able to score. At this point, there was a scream from the audience as one of the refs fell down in a coughing fit. When medical teams checked his body, they couldn't find a pulse. A few minutes later, more and more people dropped in the ground after coughing everywhere, spreading the deadly pathogen all across the Hartford Civic Center. Soon, a lonely Sergei found himself the only one alive; his body for some reason did not get infected in the panic. He knocked the puck into the goal past the dead Whalers goalie and sadly left the stadium. The Red Wings, all dead except him, would move on to the next round of a now meaningless tournament.
It is now May 22nd, and the Kalashnikov continues to wander the city, not knowing what to do. Returning to Russia is almost impossible, but yet he has no purpose to stay in America. Returning to Detroit is always a possibility, but what for? He has no obligation to return there either. Zubkov therefore continues to wander the city he was abandoned in, still wearing his 47 jersey, hoping to find some sort of new purpose to his life.