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Willow Goldstein

The sunlight pouring through the window shined brightly the young girl's face. Her chestnut hair was illuminated, causing it to appear darker than normal. Soft brown eyes focused on a book gripped tightly in her hands as if someone would steal it. She let out a peaceful sigh and leaned her back into the the couch. The book helped her forget the devastating year her brother and she had experienced. The fantasy drew her in, and the romance comedy made her laugh. It were in these moments that she felt calmest. That, and being with her brother - wherever he had gone to. She stretched her neck and yawned tiredly. Despite feeling content, she had not slept well the previous night. Being alone in the house caused her to feel agitated. It was weird being in this mansion alone without anyone with her. It had too much space for little Will to fill. She wanted a pet but she hadn't discussed it with Cameron yet. She desperately wished to buy a dog more than anything right now. Even fish would do - just something.

Willow rubbed her eyes and glanced over at the candle burning on the table. The flame hadn't gone out despite the gentle breeze drifting through the cracked window to her right. She didn't know why, but lately candles seemed to burn longer than normal around her. She had accidentally knocked over her tea and her hand nearly hit the flames. However, the flames had bent away from her much to her surprise. When she had been cooking a meal earlier, the stove's burner had lit up immediately. She had thought it was coincidence, but a nagging feeling in her stomach told her otherwise. Willow had also felt warmer than normal despite Atlanta's hot weather. She had also been angry earlier when finding a photo of her parents. Their deaths had caused a bitter taste in her mouth despite her devastation and grief. As a result of feeling angry, the edges of the photograph had burned and melted. Willow had gasped and dropped it, thinking it was the candle's fault. Nothing had been around her. Spooked and figuring she was hallucinating from sleep, she had quickly left the room and dropped the photo.

Now, as the memories replayed in her mind, she felt a twinge of grief and fury. Their parent's death, then their aunt's, had been too sudden. She stared in shock at the flames, eyes narrowing. She wanted to find out if they had died the way they had. or if it had been setup. Why, she didn't know, but her gut told her to investigate. She watched as the candle's flame expanded and began to dance haughtily in the sunlight. She watched it with confusion and rubbed hr eyes, but it was truly moving. Willow dropped her back and quickly backed away from it and over to the window. She slammed it shut and locked it and turned back to find the candle wax dripping onto the table. It was quickly spreading everywhere and the flamed were licking up everything around it.

"Oh my God," she whispered and quickly ran over to her phone to call 911. Willow listened as the operator picked up.

"Hello 911, what is your emergency?" The woman asked her but Willow was frozen. The entire living room was catching fire. The noise was deafening and the fire crackled and sparked all around her. Smoke was billowing around her. She started to cough but found that despite being close to the flames, nothing was touching her. Subconsciously, she was willing it away from her. Smoke was consuming her house and causing her to cough hard. Her vision was blurred and tears stung her cheeks. Was she next? Oh God, what would Cameron do?

"My house..." She began and let out a cry as she raced down the hall as everything caught fire now, ignited by her anxiety and fear. She blinked away tears and rubbed at them hastily. "Is on fire! Help!" The woman responded to her but Willow couldn't hear her asking for her address. After a delayed pause and repeated questions, Will blurted out her address. She darted down the steps, taking it three steps at a time and raced for the front door.That is, until the fire rapidly consumed the second floor. Willow inhaled and darted for the front door and thought of Cameron. Thank God he wasn't home. Thank God.

She was reaching for the doorknob when the smoke around her consumed her. Willow pushed it open and darted outside. She inhaled sweet precious oxygen and passed out sideways on the front step. In the distance she heard the woman speaking to her but Willow couldn't comprehend her words. Sirens were wailing faraway. Her last thought was of her brother before her eyes closed and she passed out.

Moments after she collapsed, the fire extinguished itself. The house was not completely destroyed, though evidence of the fire remained.

After the End

Perenelle - The Alpha Wolf

Name: Perenelle J. Walker
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Nomadic or sedentary: Sedentary
Weapons: Rifle with two handguns; teargas, pepper spray.
Skills:

• Above average aim
• Strong swimmer
• Fast and agile
• Calculating
• Can jump well and judge distances

Any unusual traits?: Perenelle has razor sharp teeth and can contract razor sharp claws.
Brief Personality: A life of caring for her mother and family left her independent and strong-willed. Perrie is calculating and charming, so she can weasel her way in and out of trouble. Her loyalty is iffy but would stick by someone's side. Her kindness is rare and she appears heartless and dead inside. One thing people have observed is that she does not crack easily and bides her time.
Background: Perenelle does not share her past with many people.Those who were blessed with knowledge will only know she was from a poor family. Poverty-stricken and fairing on her own when her mother was sick, Perrie quickly became street smart. She stole from a young age and did whatever she could to support her family. Whether or not she has siblings, has not been shared. When her mother passed away due to illness, Perenelle was left to her own devices. She became a lone wolf and cared for herself at whatever the cost.
Presently, she leads a group of bandits and is known as the alpha wolf. Her group mimics a wolf hierarchy and named them after her wolverine mutations.
Alone or with someone?: Leader of the Wolves
Other: She likes chocolate and keeps her hair pulled back almost 24-7.

Drake Taylor

Name: Drake Taylor
Age: 23
Gender : Male
Nomadic or sedentary: Sedentary
Weapons: Knives, metal bat, and rifle.
Skills: With the strength of a bear and daunting aspects of a lion, Drake comes across intimidating. His reflexes are great, but not his speed. He's brute muscle and cunning. Furthermore, he knows CPR and first aid. He is also organized and thinking ahead rather than in the present.
Skills:

• Strong like a bear and daunting aspect of lion: he is intimidating.
• Fast reflexes but not speedy
• Brute muscle + cunning
• Knowledgeable in CPR and first-aid.
• Organized thinker and lives in the present. Has anxiety despite it.

Any unusual traits? Does it show physically?: No
Brief Personality Drake prefers to observe before acting and then decide, so he's rather distant. He is a man with a plan, but his anxiety causes him to be rash. Sometimes he comes across bitter and angry, because he cares so much. Although he tries hard not to, he slips up. He will do anything to make up for it. Battered from years of survival, he's come to have a hard shell. This makes it hard for him to trust or speak to others, as he has been burned a few times in the past. His willingness to help or protect others overpower it, and leaves him in a constant conflict. To say the least he's friendly, though he will run if he deems it necessary. The act of recklessness teeters on the edge of his consciousness daily. With a grin and tilt of his head, Drake's charming nature comes in handy, especially if he wants or needs something.
Background Drake was raised in a university along with his twin brother Xander and younger sister Tia. Their parents had worked at the university before everything had gone to hell. When the university shut down, the family and a small group of students remained and used it as a sanctuary from the crumbling world around them. However, the Wolves eventually found the University and attacked. While Drake and Tia were forced to listen to their parents and brother die, they managed to survive.
They set out and met dangerous people along the way; though trusting a particular group ended up in him nearly dying. Drake is now in New York trying to find Tia and survive as well.
Alone or with someone?: alone

Iris Baudelaire

Name: Iris Gemma Baudelaire
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Nomadic or sedentary: Nomadic
Weapons: She carries knives and a bow and arrow. Along with that, she also has a collapse spiked cane.
Skills:

• Communication
• Cooking
• Herbal medicine
• Her upper body is stronger than most others.
• Close quarter combat + relentless fighter
• Particularly strong climber + flier

Any unusual traits?: The color of her eyes at birth mutated to a deep purple. Though as a result, her eyes will become sore and sometimes requires her to wear sunglasses form the light. She also developed wings, and has a five foot wingspan. Also, she has enhanced senses as well but not moderately.
Brief Personality: Iris is sweet and kind. She rarely skips helping anyone and has difficulty saying no. She is quick thinking and tries to plan everything ahead of time. She is independent and determined to do things justly. Iris isn't hot-headed, though she is stubborn. She also tries to see the good in everyone which gets her into trouble. She is also strong-willed and hates taking risks. Yelling scares her so often she will shut down upon hearing it. She is sensitive and tries not to show it. She is brave though it's not easy to tell. While it's easy to mistake her for a
Background: Iris was born paraplegic. For three years she had to learn how to walk on her hands since there was no wheelchair in sight. Finally, her mother robbed a hospital and stole her daughter a wheelchair. From then on, Iris was mobile and rapidly adapted. They taught her everything they could. For years they stayed hidden and survived on what they had. Three years ago she was separated from them and has been on her own. She found some people who took her in and taught her to fight, but ended up being murdered. She has been trying to find her parents ever since.
Alone or with someone?: alone
Other:

After the End

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Fernwood Academy - Penguin & Potter

Shay

Shay excitedly pulled her purse over her shoulder and cleaned up her room. She hated coming back to a messy dorm. If anything bothered her, it was clutter. Most people thought she was a slob but it was the opposite. She may have acted off now and then (or most of the time), but she tended to be neat. The party tonight was going to be a blast. Mike was going along with most of their grade and the senior year. Even Jason was coming. She was so excited. The parties were so much fun and she looked forward to them. She turned to her iPod which had been blasting music while she readied herself. She bit her lip and wondered if she looked ready enough. She paused and evaluated herself.

A dark curly mane trailed along her back and over her shoulders.It was styled with the notion of mimicking ocean waves. Winged eyeliner, along with blue eye shadow were prominent in her face. She had on dark red lipstick with silver hooped earrings. Her nails were painted red to match her lipstick. She wore a lacy black bodysuit with an open back and high waisted shorts. Underneath were mesh leggings. She grabbed her combat boots and then slipped her leather jacket on. It was her signature.

The voices of Rose, Alex, and Jason filed her ears and she felt her heart flutter. She hadn't seen Rose, Jason, or Ariana all day as a result of having AP classes. The classes were dreadful; the homework list was three times the normal amount in regular classes. She had begged Alcina to help her and offered to pay for all her lunches and also shop with her to help her buy clothes. She quickly left her room and shut the door behind her.

Moments later, she had joined the others and smirked as she leaned against the doorway. "Wow Jason already flirting with Alex? Isn't it a little soon? I mean you haven't even left our dorm yet." She came over to Alex and pulled him into a loving embrace. God, she wanted to spend eternity with him. It was so rare to find someone this young as a teenager. She knew she would rather be tortured a thousand years than to ever have anything happen to him. She wasn't aware how realistic that was going to be within the next year. "How's my boobear doing?" She glanced at his outfit and blushed redder than her lipstick and nails. If he looked handsomer earlier, it was nothing compared to now. She rested her head against his shoulder and stared up at him. I love you, she thought to him, you look amazing.

James cleared his throat as he came in with his hands in his pockets. His brown hair was smoothed back and spiked at the top. He wore an expensive pair of designer jeans with black boots. He wasn't sure how to dress, so he'd pulled out his nicer clothes. He was shuffling his weight from one foot to the next. He was shaking inside, his throat dry. By now, he must have drank three water bottles. Jason was going to find his room to be messy and disorganized as he scrambled for coping mechanisms. James glanced at his brother as he thought it. His twin was always the more social one. He tended to be more shy and wasn't socializing with many of the students. For the most part he stuck with Rose and Jason.

Then he looked over to Alex and Shay, then finally to Rose. His jaw dropped as he stared at her transformation from earlier. Her beauty never seemed to change. She could only become more and more gorgeous- which he already thought was impossible. He swallowed hard. He had to try having fun for her. He forced a smile for her sake and hastily marched across the room to her. "Rose you look amazing... Wow... I didn't know you could be anymore gorgeous then you already are." He hugged her tightly and took deep breathes. Maybe it would be okay. Rose and Jason were both here.

Shay snickered, not taking her gaze off of Alex. James continued to hug Rose and glance at everyone. She noticed his pupils were dilated and he kept clenching his fists. What was wrong with him? The kid needed to reflex. She felt sorry for him nonetheless. She bit her lip and looked at him gently. "Rose and I tend to be the life of the party. I hope you'll have fun." Then she added, "Are we ready now? And did you hear that Ariana and Alcina were invited to some special academic award dinner? Weird.." She shrugged and excitedly headed to the door. "I think if I were ever invited to one, that it would have to be national news." She laughed and waited for Alex and the others to catch up.

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Ariana

Ariana sat on the couch in the living room of the dorm. She had her head resting over the arm rest and was watching TV. Gilmore Girls was playing. She loved this show so much. It was so cute. Before that, she had been binging on Boy Meets World. After she had taken her Xanax pill, she had managed to relax. Her anxiety had decreased and she felt loose. Hopefully Alcina wouldn't know. She was keeping them hidden in her dufflebag under her bed. She had hung out with Riley all day today since their schedules were identical. It was weird to her, but perhaps it was a mistake. The only class he wasn't in was her healing one since he didn't ave that power. Her heart ached just thinking of him. She was so used to him being around her that not being by him felt unusual.

She reached over and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the coffee table in front of her and groaned when the bowl toppled to the floor. "Son of a gun," She groaned and sat up and moved onto the floor to clean it up. After tossing out he small pieces and regathering herself a snack, she sat back on the couch. Ariana curled up on the couch and rested her head against a pillow. She pulled the table closer to herself this time and ate her nutella and grape jam sandwich. She had cut a banana and set thin slices on it. She was halfway done when Alcina came over to her. She smiled up at her twin. "Hey, do you want to watch Gilmore with me?"

Ariana frowned when Alcina told the news. Her stomach swooped though with excitement. Academic awards? She had qualified for that? She grinned, sat up, and then paused the show. "You mean both of us, right? Me too?" Ariana crossed over to her and took the envelope. After reading it, she stared with wide eyes and stared at her. "Holy crap, I was invited. This is great!" She nodded hastily though her gut was telling her otherwise. "It's weird though why is it today and we weren't told sooner?" Ariana bit her lip and looked at her nervously, awaiting her sister's opinion.

Post-Apocalypse Survival Plot

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Empowered!!! (Closed)!

Name: Willow Goldstein

Age: 20. Birthday is in a few weeks.

Gender: Female

Religion: Prefers not to be involved in religion

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Martial arts assistant teacher

Abilities:

• Martial Artist
• Tea
• Reading
• Skilled climber
• Decent cook
• Willow is strong

Faults:

• Cameron, her older brother. She loves him more than anything.
• Skilled liar and manipulative
• Rule-breaker and rebel
• Sneaks out
• Social drinker
• Eavesdropper.

Power: Pyrokinesis

Personality: When people tend to think Willow isn't listening, she is calculating. She will watch and evaluate from afar and consider risks/benefits of her actions. Her kindness goes around to all, but will pull it back if she senses danger/deceit. Her trustworthy nature will draw others in; this is something she will use against others if she feels the person has ill-wishes. Willow is normally logical; though,she is emotional when it comes to her loved ones. She is not the most forgiving and does not forget either. She is ambitious and will not quit until reaching her end goal. Deep down, she is sweet, protective, and patient to those she loves. Her exterior shell is rather unfriendly as a result of being reserved.

History: Willow grew up with a rich family on the upper east-side of Manhattan. She was able to have anything she wanted but never took advantage of it. Instead, she would give to people in need and help them when necessary. She excelled and challenged herself in school and took a particular interest in science. If she wasn't studying for school, she was practicing martial arts. Willow dedicated herself to learning how to defend herself, and also stood up to bullies. She would defend the kids who weren't able to defend themselves This often got her in trouble at school and suspended a few times. She was never expelled, though, once she came close.

When their parents were killed in the car accident, Willow closed herself off from the world. Her brother, Cameron, was able to help bring her back out. After moving to their aunt's in Atlanta, she began to grow out of her old shell; though she never returned to her full self. She became colder when her aunt died and has become overprotective of her older brother and aggressive over keeping him safe and well. She also began to socially drink to help ease her emotions up since she became less tolerable for socialization. Now as a result of being alone with her brother, Willow focuses hard on being successful and maintaining life.

Post-Apocalypse Survival Plot

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Empowered!!! (Closed)!

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Willow Goldstein

Name: Willow Goldstein

Age: 20. Birthday is in a few weeks.

Gender: Female

Religion: Prefers not to be involved in religion

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Martial arts assistant teacher

Abilities:

• Martial Artist
• Tea
• Reading
• Skilled climber
• Decent cook
• Willow is strong

Faults:

• Cameron, her older brother. She loves him more than anything.
• Skilled liar and manipulative
• Rule-breaker and rebel
• Sneaks out
• Social drinker
• Eavesdropper.

Power: Pyrokinesis

Personality: When people tend to think Willow isn't listening, she is calculating. She will watch and evaluate from afar and consider risks/benefits of her actions. Her kindness goes around to all, but will pull it back if she senses danger/deceit. Her trustworthy nature will draw others in; this is something she will use against others if she feels the person has ill-wishes. Willow is normally logical; though,she is emotional when it comes to her loved ones. She is not the most forgiving and does not forget either. She is ambitious and will not quit until reaching her end goal. Deep down, she is sweet, protective, and patient to those she loves. Her exterior shell is rather unfriendly as a result of being reserved.

History: Willow grew up with a rich family on the upper east-side of Manhattan. She was able to have anything she wanted but never took advantage of it. Instead, she would give to people in need and help them when necessary. She excelled and challenged herself in school and took a particular interest in science. If she wasn't studying for school, she was practicing martial arts. Willow dedicated herself to learning how to defend herself, and also stood up to bullies. She would defend the kids who weren't able to defend themselves This often got her in trouble at school and suspended a few times. She was never expelled, though, once she came close.

When their parents were killed in the car accident, Willow closed herself off from the world. Her brother, Cameron, was able to help bring her back out. After moving to their aunt's in Atlanta, she began to grow out of her old shell; though she never returned to her full self. She became colder when her aunt died and has become overprotective of her older brother and aggressive over keeping him safe and well. She also began to socially drink to help ease her emotions up since she became less tolerable for socialization. Now as a result of being alone with her brother, Willow focuses hard on being successful and maintaining life.

Fernwood Academy - Penguin & Potter

James

James watched Rose's reaction and sighed. He hadn't meant to intentionally scare her, but help her understand. At least she had allowed herself to show fear. He was thankful she know understood it. He hugged her close and kissed her head. He couldn't imagine those freaks of nature touching her or anyone else in the group for that matter. He rubbed her arm gently with his and looked at his twin. He was thankful that Jason's had been tangled in this mess like he had been; at least, not in the same way. He was glad he was here to help the others because nobody but them in the group understood the true terror lurking.

"Sounds good," he replied to Jason and kissed Rose's head gently. "Let's go to the cafeteria. I wonder if Shay and Ale went - I think I saw them go - but I don't remember seeing Aly or Ariana." At the mention of the last one, he glanced sideways at Jason. He knew how much he liked her and wanted to be with her. Perhaps he'd get his chance with Riley hanging out with the superior. It was sad to say though; he knew that it shouldn't be that way. He had to help that boy out of it before it was too late. Perhaps it already was too late. He felt so sorry for him and knew he had to be there to help Riley because the power was too much to bear alone. That much James knew and understood in ways nobody else could unless they had it on them.

He sighed and began to lead Rose and Jason to the cafeteria while keeping a firm grip around her shoulders protectively. He felt so on edge that he could just scream.

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Ariana

"I can help you make it." Ariana replied after Alcina offered to make breakfast. She sat down in a chair and sighed. She wanted to spend as much time as she could with her twin but also Riley. She couldn't imagine being without him. Beside her twin, eh was her best-friend. People had made jokes that they'd get married and even asked them when they would. The tow would brush the jokes off, but deep down, she had started to wonder too. Still she had never wanted to ruin the friendship. Riley was an intricate part of her life she wouldn't risk losing. She would prefer a hundred years of torture over losing Aly or him. The two were important to her.

Her muscles tensed and her throat felt tight. She gritted her teeth and looked at her clammy hands. She quickly set a hand on her chest and felt her racing heart. It felt as if someone were sitting on it. Her breathes came quick and unevenly, and the room began to blur around her. The sheer idea of losing Aly or Riley was setting her off and she couldn't stand it anymore. What would she do? Was Riley hanging out with criminals? Were they... No, no, way, superior were gone... But then who were they? Ariana knelt down to her dufflebg (which had been transferred to their rooms) and pulled out a small box form the inside pocket. She quickly took a Xanax pill out of it and quickly swallowed it whole. Then, she hid it again safely, and zipped it shut once more.

She stood up and quickly joined Alcina in the kitchen. "What are we making?" she asked innocently as if nothing had happened but there was no fooling Alcina. Ariana had been trying to quit taking the medication lately, but kept relapsing and taking it. She wouldn't look at her twin as she began to prep for whatever they were going to cook for breakfast. They were independent than most teenagers, as a result of their aunt and uncle rarely caring to do anything for them. They housed them and provided food but that was s far as it went. She had no idea why their aunt and uncle hated them so much, but understood they weren't the parenting type. She gritted her teeth has her hands shook and quickly gripped the counter to stop them. She hoped Aly didn't bring up the topic because she wasn't certain if she could handle it.

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Scarlett

Scarlett's vision blurred as the group conversed among one another. Her gaze locked ahead of her, though she wasn't seeing anything in particular. Though Toby entered, Scarlett had not reacted. Her body was tense as it normally was during a vision. In her mind's eye, she saw the a faint outline of the throne room at Victor's castle; or rather, King Victor, if she cared to be technical. The blurry outline showed two females, but she couldn't tell their age. She squinted, trying to make it out. Faint visible traces of someone short and the other female, taller, were there. A man's frame was seen beside the taller girl. Her head throbbed as she focused harder. There was a boy beside the girl. It looked like James Salvatore. Distant voices filled the room then a repetitive wailing of someone else. She could have groaned. The same vision kept coming, but this time, it had more information. It kept coming in pieces since it wasn't setup completely. She hated when she had half-visions, as she called them.

A flash of light and Scarlett was in another vision. This time, it was clearer. She squinted once more, not realizing she hadn't blinked in ten minutes. A short red-haired girl with a fiery mane was speaking before the people on TV. She inhaled, blinking in shock. What was Cassidy doing here? She wasn't involved... Unless - the previous vision. had aligned with him - but she wasn't certain how yet. Scarlett went to explore the vision more. but a pounding fist broke her concentration. Quick, heated conversations followed, and she blinked rapidly to see it was Dalton. She looked around and saw Riley's name written in Jessie's paper. She flinched and looked u pat him.

"Dalton," she hopped up, blinking still. Her visions when they were strong, baffled her senses. She felt overwhelmed and shakily ran after Dalton. Once he was in the hall, she joined him and took his arm, blinking again. "Dalton, no, wait. We noted he's been put on the power and that it's going to make him be different. We don't want to hurt him or anything. We want to help him. If anything, he'd be put in the superior hunter base cell so we could work him off the power."

She paused, letting him take it in then took his hands and gently squeezed them. "I'm going to be here for you, Dalton, regardless if you like me or not. I won't let anyone hurt your brother. I promise on it. I'll be guarding him from afar and up close. I won't let anyone, at all, hurt Riley. I feel terrible he's in the predicament he's in and I will do everything I can to get him off the power. Okay?" She hugged him tight without waiting and stared at him intently. "You might want to keep an eye on him like I will be with my visions.

Dalton stared at her, his anger diminishing a bit before murmuring a thank you and walking away rather hastily.