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Post by marie on Jul 1, 2012 1:30:03 GMT -5
Name: Michelle O'Connor Nickname: Michie Age: appears 25 Species: Sandman Powers/Abilities: Michie has the ability to put any creature to sleep, she phase into human's houses and puts them to sleep. Well that was a job, she can only phase into a human house, not the vampire houses. But she can only phase into the human house when she's around it, she doesn't do that job anymore. Well.. there's that whole thing avoiding physical pain through turning into sand, and can go through cracks of stuff to get inside of things. Pretty neat. Appearance: she likes to play with fire.., she might need to be careful so she doesn't get burned. Personality: Michie is a very blushy type of girl, she gets really giggly like a school girl. She's really shy, so she's sometimes very reclusive and isn't very good talking. She doesn't like getting into confrontations and avoids a lot of human contact. She's smiley and stuff around cute guys. She doesn't like being the center of attention in a really big crowd; however, she can handle one person's attention at a time. Two is tricky.. three is complicated. She's a very loyal person and can easily become attached. She's misunderstood by a lot of the species for being who she is, but she's not bad, at all really. History: Michie was born into a family that didn't really want her so they kicked her out on the streets. She became close to Katt, so she was invited into the house and became close with the family. She enjoys them but doesn't consider them family. She considers them more on a friend level. She left after awhile to travel the world, imagine her surprise getting a letter to urge her back into the Addam's family house. Relationships: Her entire family is dead now, she was blamed for it but she didn't do it. That happened a long time ago (I might have to fill this in later when bios are like..done.) Extra: She's never without a few weapons of her own, like a silver dagger, wooden dagger and throwing stars.
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Post by marie on Jul 2, 2012 1:45:37 GMT -5
Name: Amelia Rachel Underwood Nickname: Amy Age: 22 Species: vampire/mermaid Powers/Abilities: She can lure victims by singing like the mermaids did to capture there prey and the obvious of sucking their blood. She can breathe under water. She also has that nifty little power that I named Frost Kiss, considering water just dandy with her. She can make a calm ocean into a really nasty little thing. others will be revealed later. Appearance: Personality: If you're looking for complicated, go for it. She's difficult with any form of relationships any doesn't get close to anyone. She can be friendly, if she's not being sarcastic. There is a hidden Amy, once you get underneath the thick over layed cold shell. There's a sweet little hopeless romantic that's waiting to be sweeped off her feet, or tail, however you're going to look at it. History: Amy wasn't around long enough for anyone to think about remembering her, but maybe they do. She was the girl that was only there until she turned..looked eighteen and vanished to travel the world. Imagine her surprise, when she got a letter to come back or something to that extent. Relationships: (bloop) Extra: she always has some form of weapons on her.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 2, 2012 9:23:16 GMT -5
Name: Drake Cypher Nickname: Age: 23 Species: Demon Powers/Abilities: Drake has the ability to throw orbs of highly concentrated and electrically charged energy and can adjust how powerful they are, strong enough to kill or mild enough that it's like a static shock as well as anything in between. Though the adjustment isn't exactly an exact sort of thing with so many factors to consider when decided how powerful the charge should be they can always be weaker or stronger than he's intended. He also has the ability to send his shadow away to spy for him, something that's pretty useful in his line of work, and the ability to make himself unseen, not invisible but unless you know he's there or look directly at him you just won't see him. Appearance: Personality: Though demons have the stereotype of being savage and untrustworthy Drake is certainly an exception. Those who go ahead and take a few seconds to know him realize he's a good guy. Drake's usually a very calm guy, he doesn't let much get to him anymore and has decided he doesn't care if people like him or not, well with exception of Mia; he cares very much about how she thinks of him. He has a goofy sense of humor and usually tries to lighten the mood with a bad joke or pun, he doesn't like conflict and he likes to make people smile. Drake tries very had not to be impulsive and too think everything through when he can, he often struggles with his demonic impulses but its very rare for them to win out. More than anything Drake loves Mia and he'd do anything for her. History: Though Drake was born to demon parents who fit every bad stereotype there is about his kind he was lucky enough to not have been raised by them. He was left in the hospital shortly after his birth and was again lucky enough to have been adopted by two good humans. As a young child he had a quick and violent temper, easily giving in to the impulses of a demon, but his parents were patient with him and taught him channel his anger into other outlets, things like martial arts and fencing. He learned to be able to control himself, to be able to stop and think things threw and then to do the right thing. His parents raised him to be better than his roots, they never lied to him about what he was but always made it clear that it was up to him to chose who was going to be. He was very close with his parents but they were killed when he was seventeen during a burglary. The gunshots woke him up and after discovering his parents had been murdered Drake lost control and killed the man, after that he left his home in LA and traveled through Europe. He started working as private investigator, and his work eventually led him to Transylvania. While he was in Transylvania he met Mia, and it didn't take long for him to realize that he was in love with her. Relationships: Drake has been with Mia for a while now and he's very much in love with her. He feels bad that her and her family have had such fights because of him, but he's gotten used to being looked down upon because he's demon and he doesn't let it bother him anymore. He'd like for Mia's family to get to know him better and maybe realize he's not as bad as they might think. Extra:
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Post by Shawn on Jul 2, 2012 11:31:40 GMT -5
Name: Unknown to anyone who isn't Fang Nickname: Fang Age: 16 Species: Shape shifter Powers/Abilities: Fang can take the form of any animal but spends most of his time as a very large black wolf. Fang is also an empath, he can sense the emotions of others which helps him tell who he can trust and who can't. Appearance: mydigitalcontent.com/media/user_uploads/photos/3445__large.JPEG [/img] The form Fang is most often seen in, more often than his actual form. Personality: To say that Fang was the silent type would be an understatement, he hasn't spoken a single word for thirteen years. After having witnessed a horrific event as young child he became completely mute. While he may not be much of a talker Fang is excellent listener; he'll glad sit, usually in his wolf form, and listen to just about anyone talk. Fang is very protective of the castle, which he guards and takes care of for the elder Addams. He blames himself for their disappearance, as there self appointed guard wolf he feels he should have been able to protect them. In addition to keeping watch over the castle Fang also takes care of the grounds surround the castle, he likes to keep busy and is very hard worker. History: As a young child Fang watched from a closet as his parents were murdered by demons, he was too terrified to move or even make a sound. He waited for a whole day after the demons left to even leave the closet and wander out into the woods that were near his home to try and find food. He was only five and finding food proved to be too difficult. He was nearly starved to death when he stumbled upon a den of wolves, a mother with a few young cubs, so he shifted into a young wolf and tried to be one of them. The mother wolf raised Fang as one of her own and taught him to fight and hunt. When he was old enough he left the den and traveled through the forests of Transylvania. About a year ago he was caught trying to take a sheep from a farmer, the farmer shot him but he managed to wander off and ended up near a castle. He shifted back into his human form, hoping that someone would help him, and he was lucky enough to have passed out at the door of the Addams castle. Cordelia and Mortimer saved his life, offered him a place to stay and in exchange he did what ever work seemed needed. He's never told anyone of his past and the only thing they really know about him is that he somehow wound up at the castle door with a bullet in his side, that he's shifter and that he's a mute. Since he never told anyone his name Cordelia and Mortimer just started calling him Fang and the name seemed to stick. He likes being called Fang, he feels it makes him sound tough. Relationships: Fang is fiercely protective of anyone who lives in the castle, and any member of the Addams clan. He owes Cordelia and Mortimer his life and in return for the kindness they showed him he will gladly give his life to protect their people. He generally likes to be around people and if he sense that your trustworthy he'll gladly be your friend. Extra:
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Post by Shawn on Jul 2, 2012 12:10:14 GMT -5
Name: James Wyatt Nickname: He has no problems with nicknames feel free to give him one. Age: 28 Species: Nephilim Powers/Abilities: James is both faster and stronger than your average human and he can also grow a pair of long wings from his shoulders giving him the ability to fly. He's skilled at tracking people down and his friendly disposition along with his natural charm he gets from his angelic blood makes getting people to trust him and getting information from people comes very easy for him. Finally his main power is the ability to control water and most water based liquids, He can manipulate there movements and temperature, as well as being able to change whether they are a solid, liquid or gas. Appearance: Personality: James likes to be around people, he's outgoing and friendly and he can get along with just about anyone. He's always the first to offer to help, be it a friend or a stranger, and he's very dependable. He's certainly not boring though, James has been known to pull a few pranks and he loves a good party. James doesn't really have much of a temper at all and he doesn't like to use any kind of violence unless its absolutely necessary. James is very loyal friend, he'd do anything for a friend and wouldn't even give it a second thought. He can be a bit cocky but he really doesn't take himself too seriously. He can also be impulsive and a bit of a thrill seeker, he rarely stops to do much thinking, preferring to act first and think later. He doesn't like to sit still for too long and he'd much rather spend his time outside than indoors. History: James grew up alone, as an orphan on the streets of London. His mother died in child birth and his father was never around, he never actually knew what he was until a few years ago, before that he thought he was some sort of mutant or freak. He spent a lot of his youth as common criminal, usually thieving and he always stayed away from any sort of violent crime. He managed to avoid ever get caught by the police, mostly thanks to his supernatural gifts and he probably would've stuck with his life of crime had he not met another like him. He'd been creating a distraction to get away from the police and caught the attention of another Nephilim, Marty, who helped him learn his powers better in exchange for help tracking down criminals. James really took to bounty hunting and eventually went off on his own. He spent several months tracking down a pretty vicious and clever werewolf who kept slipping right through his fingers. Finally he'd gotten the lead he needed to find the wolf, catching up to him just in time to see him grab a woman's purse and run off. To his surprise the woman chased after him and had him shoved into a dumpster by the time he'd caught up. James offered to split the bounty with her and take her out for dinner and they really hit it off from there. Relationships: James is happily married to Desi, hasn't met any of her family but he usually gets along well with most people so he's not too worried about it. Extra:
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Post by Shawn on Jul 2, 2012 12:10:59 GMT -5
okay so I'm done with my bios
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Post by marie on Jul 2, 2012 13:00:50 GMT -5
and i think i'm done. I have Mia, Michie, Amy, and Katt.(:
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Post by Chris on Jul 2, 2012 17:15:48 GMT -5
Name: Jacob HunterNickname: Hunter, hardly anyone calls him by his first name.Age: 24Species: UnknownPowers/Abilities: Hunter obviously doesn't age, which tells him that he's not just a human, but as for what he really is. . . he doesn't know. He has no powers that he knows of. . . unless you count the whole non-aging thing.Appearance: Personality: Overall, Hunter is a very nice guy, he's always willing to lend a help and do whatever he needs to do. He's extremely loyal, and sticks up for those that he cares about. He has a very relaxed, 'go with the flow' sort of personality, he doesn't like to argue, and isn't exactly a stubborn person. . . most of the time. He's a very private person, he doesn't like to talk about himself or have any attention drawn directly to him. He doesn't have the greatest sense of humor, sometimes jokes go in one ear and out the other, without him ever getting the joke.History: Hunter has never met his father, nor does he even know who he is. He was raised by his mother, Annabella, who was a human, and was struggling to support herself and her young son when Cordelia and Mortimer met her. When Annabella lost her job, Cordelia and Mortimer offered her a job working at their castle, as well as place to stay for her and her son, Hunter. Hunter grew up in the Addams family castle, alongside Willow and Alric's children. Cordelia and Mortimer always treated them like family, and Hunter came to think of them as grandparents, and the rest of the Addams as family as well. When Hunter was ten, his mother suddenly got very sick and died all within the span of two days. Cordelia and Mortimer had called in a doctor, but the doctor wasn't able to get there in time. Her death was a shock, had they known that she was going to die, Cordelia or Mortimer would have offered to turn her into a vampire to save her. After Annabella died, Hunter continued to live in the castle, Cordelia and Mortimer wouldn't have it any other way, of course. As Hunter got older, he began helping out around the castle, and acting as sort of a butler, so to speak, though no one actually ever treated him as one. Cordelia and Mortimer told him that he didn't need to do that, that he was more than welcome to stay in the castle and live as family, but Hunter insisted on helping. He liked working, it gave him something to keep himself busy, and he felt like he owed Cordelia and Mortimer for taking him and his mother in all of those years ago. As Hunter got older, he slowly stopped aging, much to his surprise. He had always thought he was human like his mother. Hunter has continued to live in the castle and help Cordelia and Mortimer, however on the day that they disappeared, Hunter wasn't at the castle. He'd taken the day off to deal with a personal matter, and when he came back, he couldn't find them. Something that Hunter feels horrible about now that they're missing, he keeps wondering if he just hadn't left if maybe he could have helped them.Relationships: Hunter considers Cordelia and Mortimer to be like grandparents to him, and he's always gotten along well with pretty much all of the Addams family members and everyone that lives there.Extra: Hunter was technically the last known person that saw Cordelia and Mortimer before they disappeared, if you don't count the person that made them vanish. He's also the one that sent out the letters, informing the family and those like family, that Cordelia and Mortimer were missing.
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Post by Chris on Jul 2, 2012 19:04:43 GMT -5
Name: Jasper PatrickNickname: Age: 35Species: UnknownPowers/Abilities: UnknownAppearance: Personality: Jasper has a very withdrawn and standoffish personality, he isn't rude but he's not friendly either. He mostly keeps to himself and just does his job. He could be called a cold and distant person, and that would about sum it up. He doesn't talk much, and usually makes an excuse to get out of talking if someone tries to strike up a conversation with him. He never seems to have an interest for anything other than his job.History: Jasper began working for Cordelia and Mortimer a few centuries ago, when Willow and Alric's kids were still just kids. He actually started working there only about a month or so before Annabella died, which meant that Jasper got a larger work load than he'd had originally, having to take over the work that Annabella had done. Jasper wasn't mean to the kids, but he always hated whenever he would have to deal with them, and especially when they would make a mess of things, causing him more work. Not much is known about Jasper's past before he began working for the Addams, and he likes to keep it that way. As far as Jasper is concerned; it's his business and no one else's.Relationships: Jasper began working for Cordelia and Mortimer back when Willow and Alric's kids were still kids. However, despite working there for so long, he's not really close to anyone. He mostly just keeps to himself and does his job.Extra:
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Post by Chris on Jul 2, 2012 19:07:50 GMT -5
Cool, starters should be up today, then. And awesome bios, you two.
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Post by Chris on Jul 3, 2012 5:37:06 GMT -5
When Desdemona had left the Addams family castle behind a little over a century ago, she had watched it disappear from view through the window of a carriage. It was weird to think about how much things had changed since that day, and even weirder that as she returned to the castle, she was driving up the winding rounds leading to the castle in a rental car she and James had rented after their plane had landed in Transylvania. There were times that Desi deeply missed those days, the way life use to be so simple back then. But then she would realize that she didn't want to go back to the days before all of the lovely modern conveniences she had became accustom to over the years. She also realized that it wasn't the time period that she missed; it was her family. Sometimes she still had trouble believing that things had fallen apart so quickly and drastically.
Desi had always hoped that things would one day fix themselves, and maybe go back to normal, but Desi had never expected to get the letter she'd received yesterday. She'd been on one of her cases, chasing down a bounty in London, when just seconds before she had him, a raven had suddenly swooped down in front of her, an envelope gripped in its claws, with Desi's name written on it. After opening the letter, Desi had found a short, simple but shocking message from Hunter, that her grandparents, Cordelia and Mortimer Addams, had went missing. Completely disappearing from the family castle in Transylvania without a trace. The bounty that Desi had been chasing, a werewolf that had jumped bail, had had to pay the price for the news. Desi had been a little rougher than normal when she'd caught up with him. Once she'd taken the werewolf where he belonged, she had went home, packed a bag, told James what was going on, and gotten on the first plane back to Romania.
Desi had barely said a word during the plane ride, or now during the car ride to the castle. She was too lost in thought and guilt to bother to say anything. She hadn't spoken to her grandparents in about five years, and now she felt horribly guilty over that. The last time she'd spoken to them, they had asked her to come home for a visit. Desi had refused, telling them that she was too busy with cases to come home. Truthfully, she could have made the trip if she'd wanted, but she hadn't wanted to. She didn't want to go home to the empty castle. She loved her grandparents, and missed them terribly, but going home to only them would have been depressing. She was use to her siblings and her parents being in the castle and it would have felt cold and empty without them there. Desi should have went back. She should have stayed in touch with them more. She should have tried to do more to keep her siblings and parents from growing so far apart. Shoulda, woulda, coulda, all of it was so much clearer in hindsight. It was too late for any of that, though. And Desi couldn't dwell in the past, she needed to find her grandparents, and then try to figure out what to do from there.
The castle finally came into view, and Desi eased her foot up on the gas, the gates that usually blocked the drive up to the castle were standing open, and Desi suspected that Hunter had left them open for her. Pulling the car into the driveway in front of the castle, she killed the engine, but didn't get out of the car right away, looking up at the castle through the windshield of the car. It was weird how a place could feel so familiar and foreign at the same time. It was her home, and just seeing the castle brought back a rush of memories from all of her time spent here. But there was something different about the castle at the same time. Maybe it was just because she knew her grandparents weren't inside. But it felt like something else, something she couldn't put her finger on. "Home, sweet, home," she muttered under her breath. Sighing, Desi glanced over at James. "It's weird, out of all of the reasons that I thought I'd come back here, this isn't one of them," she said. With that, she pushed the door open and climbed out of the car. The sun had set several hours ago, but the grounds were lit well enough from the full moon that was out tonight. And thanks to being a vampire, Desi could see just fine in the dark, anyway.
Desi went around to the trunk of the car and opened it, and reached in to pull out the duffel bag she'd packed. She'd only packed the one bag, she'd been in too much of a hurry and too stressed to pack more than just the basic things she'd need. As she was closing the trunk, she heard the front door of the castle open, and looked up to see Hunter coming out to greet them. He jogged down the stairs as Desi walked around the car. "Hunter, nice to see you again," Desi said, giving him a small smile. Hunter was like a brother to Desi, really. They had grown up together, and Desi hadn't left on bad terms with him, which was why Desi didn't hesitate to give him a quick hug when he reached her.
"Hey, Desi. I wish it was under different circumstances, but I am happy you're finally back," Hunter said, as he pulled back.
"Yeah, me too," Desi said. "Hunter, this is my husband, James Wyatt. James, this is Jacob Hunter, but everyone just calls him Hunter," she introduced the two, gesturing her hand between them.
"Nice to finally meet you, James, Desi's told me a lot about you," Hunter said.
"So, uh. . . anything new about Cordelia and Mortimer?" Desi asked. Even though they were her grandparents, Desi had always just called them by their name, for some reason calling Cordelia and Mortimer 'granny' or 'grandpa' just never felt right to her. Maybe it was because they didn't exactly look like most grandparents.
Hunter frowned, shaking his head. "No, I've been going all over the castle, looking for any kind of clues. I asked around in town, but nobody's seen them. It's like they just disappeared into thin air," he explained. Desi frowned, that wasn't like her grandparents. They would never just take off without telling someone. Thy would have at least told Hunter where they were going, so that nobody would worry about them. Something was wrong. "Maybe you guys can find something that I've missed. The others should be here soon too, hopefully," he added. "You're the first ones to get there," Hunter explained.
Desi raised an eyebrow at him. "So you sent letters to everyone else as well?" she asked.
Hunter nodded. "Yeah, your brother and sister, parents, cousins, and the others. I thought they all deserved the right to know. And the more people looking, the better our chances of finding them, right?" Hunter said. Desi nodded her head in agreement, but didn't say anything. It made sense, and she silently scolded herself for not having realized it sooner. Of course Hunter had sent letters to everyone else as well. She'd been so distracted and upset that she hadn't stopped to think about that. But now it hit her that her entire family might be showing up. As if on cue, she heard another car pull into the driveway, she and Hunter both turned and looked at the same time. Desi took a deep breath and blew it out slowly, both nervous and excited about the fact that her family was going to be in one place for the first time in a century. Well, hopefully, that was. If they were all willing to show up and help look for Cordelia and Mortimer. And if they were able to find Mortimer and Cordelia safe and sound. Desi's stomach tightened at the thought. What if they didn't find them? Or what if. . . no. No, Desi wouldn't let her mind wander there. There was probably a perfectly reasonable explanation for this, she tried to tell herself. Desi shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts as she watched a car pull up, and tried to see who the driver was.
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Post by Chris on Jul 3, 2012 5:56:34 GMT -5
Brady slowed the car down as he pulled it into the driveway in front of the Addams family castle. He'd been back here about half a century ago, and it looked the same as it had then. But then, it looked the same as it had three hundred years ago when he'd been living here as a little boy. Brady actually liked that fact, because whenever he was out and traveling, he knew that he could always go home again, and that home would always be there waiting and always the same as he'd left it.
Or, so he'd thought. It wasn't home anymore without Cordelia and Mortimer. Brady might not have wanted to live there all the time, but that wasn't because of anything personal to his family. He just liked to travel, and felt he could do better things with his life by traveling and helping where he was needed. But where he was needed now, was home.
He pulled the car to a stop, and spotted his cousin Desi talking with Hunter as he turned the car off. Brady pushed the door open and climbed out. "Long time, no see, huh, cuz?" Brady called over to her, grinning.
Desi gave a small smile. "Way too long, we have some catching up to do, Brady," Desi said. "Been up to anything interesting since I saw you last?" she asked.
Brady laughed. "Of course. You know me, always getting into trouble over one thing or another," he said, pulling his cousin into a hug. "Hey, Hunter," he added, looking past Desi to him. "Heard anything from Cordelia and Mortimer?" he asked.
Hunter shook his head, "No, I hasn't found out anything new since sending the letters," he explained.
Brady nodded his head and sighed. "Well, then, let's see what we can do about that," he said.
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Post by Chris on Jul 3, 2012 6:05:43 GMT -5
Hearing car doors, Jasper rolled his eyes. Sounded like the Addams were beginning to arrive. Great, more work for him to have to do, he thought. The Addams clan would probably be turning the place upside down while they looked for clues about Cordelia and Mortimer's whereabouts, like Hunter had been doing since he'd found they were missing. And then they would probably expect him to clean it up. Personally, he thought everyone was overreacting over the whole thing. Cordelia and Mortimer were probably fine, and all of this rushing here to the castle would be pointless. At least, that was Jasper's take on the situation.
He crossed the room, walking over to the window and looked down below. He spotted Desdemona, the oldest of the siblings, speaking with Hunter. And then the cousin, Brady, arrived next. Out of all of them, Brady had always been one of his least favorites. Back when he'd been a kid, Brady had been the type that always made the biggest messes, not just in his room but all throughout the castle. There had been once that Brady had been outside playing, and came in and chased Hunter through the castle. . . tracking mud across two floors and fifteen rooms. Jasper had spent days trying to clean that mess up. Sighing, Jasper turned away from the window, muttering under his breath about the messes he'd probably get stuck cleaning up this time.
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Post by Chris on Jul 3, 2012 7:09:06 GMT -5
When Willow had been sitting on the back porch of her villa in Tuscany, drawing the landscape in one of her sketching books, which looked just like thousands of others she'd made other the past century, she hadn't expected anything different to happen that day. Most of her days were boring, and dull, and were almost like her life was a constant replay. Well, except for the fact that each day she always felt a little bit worse than the last one, no matter how much she thought it was impossible for that to happen. When a raven had suddenly swooped down in front of her, clutching an envelope in its claws, her name scribbled across the front, Willow hadn't been sure what to expect. After she'd read the letter, telling her that her in-laws were missing, Willow had spent hours trying to decide what to do. She didn't want to go back to the Addams family castle. She didn't belong there, it wasn't her home anymore. Going back would only remind her of how much she missed it. How much she missed the way that her life use to be. How much she missed her kids. And, worst of all, how much she missed Alric. She shouldn't miss him, not after he'd broken her trust and been unfaithful. She was angry at herself for missing him, after what he'd put her through, she shouldn't have allowed him to have any hold over her life all of these years later. But she had never been able to make herself forget about him, or move on.
Then was the issue with her kids. There wasn't a day that went by that she didn't miss them horribly. A day that she didn't worry about what Mia had gotten herself into with that demon of hers, or a day that she didn't feel guilty for that, for not putting her kids first instead of focusing on her own problems. If she had been paying closer attention she could have done something to keep Mia away from that demon. She hated because Cas had taken Alric's side, and blamed her for the split, that had hurt nearly as bad what Alric had done that her own son had turned against her. But it also hurt her to see her kids fighting among each other, especially knowing how close they had once been and that it was because of her and Alric's fighting that had caused the tension between the kids. She hadn't wanted them to take sides at all. Desi had taken her side nonetheless, but then Willow and Desi had had a falling out when Willow had found out that Mia had ran off with a demon, they hadn't spoken since. There were so many regrets that Willow had, but she didn't know how to fix them. Her in-laws had stayed in contact with her, though, and that had surprised Willow. But it was also something she was grateful for.
Which had been why Willow had decided she needed to help find them. Before she had met Alric, Willow had had no family at all. After she and Alric had gotten married, his parents had been so kind to her, and treated her like family. It was something Willow had never had, and something she'd never forget, and that was enough for her to help them. But, she knew that there was a good chance that Hunter had sent the letter to Alric and her kids as well. She wanted to see her kids, so she hoped they would be there. Maybe this would be her chance to try to fix things with them, and put some of her family back together. It might be her last chance to do it, and Willow decided that if she got the chance, if all three of her kids arrived at the castle, then she would do everything she could to fix things with them. But, what Willow wasn't sure about, was how she was going to face Alric. She needed to be civil, for her kids' sake. But it wasn't just that simple, and truthfully, she was afraid that seeing him would make her miss him even more. And that was dangerous. Because there was a part of her, a small, tiny part of her, that wanted to fix things with Alric, to try to make things work again. And she couldn't allow herself to think like that. Chances were, Alric probably didn't want to fix things, and even if he did, Willow wouldn't risk it. She couldn't forgive Alric for breaking her trust, and she couldn't risk having it happen again, because the last time had almost destroyed her, a second time really would.
Willow had arrived at the castle several moments ago, but she had taken the back way in. Willow suspected that most of the others would go in the front way, if they even showed, that was, and Willow had wanted a few moments to herself to adjust to being back here. Which was why she hadn't went in yet, instead she stood outside, leaning against her rental car and staring at the castle. She hadn't been able to force herself to walk forward, it almost felt like she was trespassing just being on the grounds, much less stepping foot inside. And Willow was dreading going inside. She'd spent the past century trying to forget Alric, and she hadn't had even the slightest bit of success with that. Going back inside the castle would only make even more memories come rushing back to her. Willow sighed, running her hand through her hair. "Damn it," she muttered to herself under her breath.
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Post by Chris on Jul 4, 2012 2:00:00 GMT -5
OOC: By the way, I didn't forget to post for Megan, I'm just not sure how you're planning on bringing Cas in, Shawn, so I'm not sure where to put Megan. So I'm just gunna wait and I'll post for her after you do for Cas.
Just lettin' you two know that I'm done with the starters.
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