Hey, isn’t that DANTE CORTEZ. I thought they went away for the summer? Did you hear they might be a WITCH? What I do know for certain is that they’re 33, and they’re ANALYTICAL and ENIGMATIC. They’re originally from SASKATCHEWAN,CANADA, and have been in FENRIRSWOOD for 4 YEARS living in FORK’S ROAD. I wonder if they still work at WIN GARAGE as a MECHANIC. Best if they stay safe for now
tw; bodily injury mentioned
Born as the third child of a large farming family, Dante Cortez was taught from a young age that family always came first. No matter what, you had your family’s back. He grew up in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, with his five siblings. Working with them on their family’s farm. From growing crops, varying from wheat to corn; to raising a few animals, from dairy cows to chickens.
A family pretending to be normal.
The family got along well with each other. Occasionally, they would bicker, tease one another, At times taking it a bit too far, to which their mother would have to come in and scold them. Those were better days.
While Dante loved his family, and would do anything for them, he ultimately felt as though he didn’t quite belong. He was of the same blood, yet somehow, he was different. His abilities were different.
While his siblings heard the sweet, gentle calls of water, of earth; of creation. He heard the wrathful voice of fire; of destruction. When his powers manifested themselves in him, when the doubt started to creep in, his parents were there to encourage him.
There’s nothing wrong with you, fire allows new life to grow.
He would have liked to believe that. Yet, he wasn’t so sure. While there was some truth to their words, the wary looks of his peers whenever he used his gifts, whenever he lost his temper, whenever there was an accident, had him second guessing himself. Granted, most of his accidents happened in the early days, he still saw the repercussions.
He was a monster, a danger; And he hated himself for it.
It was only proven during one of said accidents during his high school years. At this point, his sudden outbursts were rare, but ever present. He hadn’t meant to lose his temper. He knew his sister was only messing with him, teasing him about something or other that now seems ridiculous. Yet, it went too far, he went too far.
He burned Gabriella, scarring her. He’d never forget the way she looked up at him. The way his hands shook. The way his parents and everyone around after the incident looked at him; still looked at him. It was then that he decided he needed to leave.
And he did. Right after high school, with no plan except to go as far away from his family as possible, Dante headed out into the world. It was for their safety, he told them. Never did he stay in one spot for long. Never long enough to form any meaningful relationships, always keeping people at an arm’s length.
This was how he ended up in Fenrirswood. He hadn’t meant to stay as long as he did. Yet, when a body appeared, then another, and another, he found himself extending his visit.
HEADCANONS ––
Is a very quiet person. Tends to keep everyone at an arm’s length, and to himself, unless its necessary. Does his best to avoid any and all topics of himself, least people know the better. Usually, bullshits some story if the person is persistent.
He has a bit of a temper. It was a lot worst when he was younger, but has since learned to control it. for the most part. He has his moments, but for the most part he tries to walk away before he gets pushed to far. when that happens, he has a hard time controlling his magic, and someone gets burned or worst.
Has two older sisters, one younger sister and a younger brother. Is close with all other despite the distance and running from them. For whatever reason they like to call him when they need help, or when their bothering/fighting one another.
Likes his hair played with. It’s comforting to him, specially when he stressed out. it was something his mother would do when upset as a kid.
Growing up with three sisters, he knows how to braid hair. French braid, Dutch braid, fishtail, you name it. You want space buns, he got you.
Has an unfortunate close relationship with fire, and he hates it. Hates himself for it. Finds himself to be a danger to everyone around him, specially when he looses his temper which is way, as said before, keeps from getting close with people. Makes it easier for when he suddenly leaves.
Runs hot, which he could only assume is because of the element he controls.
