🦋 - was that grace hawthorne i saw arriving into beacon hills today? i hear that they are twenty six and are an halfling. they are known to remind others of the sweetest thing on this side of hell & angelic laugh ringing like a bell through the night. i do wonder what adventures are in store for them?
her biological parents die before she can remember their faces, but her (god) parents swears they were the best people she knew when they take grace in as her own. headstrong, with a stronger moral compass, and a knack for seeing the beauty in life. it's how she was born, her new family would say, and shouldn't she use such things for good ? and so, she's raised as the good girl, the sweet girl next door, with a bright smile and a brighter mind, grace hawthorne would never harm a fly - and loved her life in new york !
the city was so big, so vast, she was born and raise in the central park west historic district; surrounded by beauty, history, and it gave her a sense of self, a sense of importance. the type of girl to stop and smell flowers, to fall in love when someone holds a door open for her, taking long walks to smell the autumn air, who adores eating cup noodles at her marbel counter top, and was the sweetest thing in the room. she smells like heaven itself, the sent of pur magnolia by cartier filling the air when the wind blows against her locks, and lips are always perfectly glossed.
it doesn't help she spends her time volunteering, tutoring, babysitting - she may be a rich girl, but she's hardly haughty, and really more well known as the person to go to when having a bad day ( she always has candy in her purse, and will drop everything to get hot cocoa for you ). it's hard not to love grace.
however, anyone who knows anything about the hawthornes - knows they've been a hunter family since the conception of the americas, and they've had a duty to uphold: to protect those who cannot protect themselves from the werewolves and vampires they have no clue about. her job is to make the world safer, and she takes it very seriously. has killed her own childhood best friend, after finding he was responsible for the midnight ( from a werewolf ) killings in central park. did she shed tears ? only in the dark.
she lives as normal as she can. goes to college, hunts werewolves and vampires on the spare time, dates, falls in love, gets her heart broken, graduates, hunts, dates, falls in love, rinse and repeats. it's only when she turns 25, and she's out for a hunt ... when a burst of light comes from her finger tips. it kills the creature she's after, and leaves herself speechless, with a bloody nose. after a quick research session in her family's library, the hunter finds herself knowing beacon hills is the place to go - to see if she can reach the bottom of this: what the hell the light was.




















