Hallow's End || Evie/Eventide
You know those type of people who dress in all black and pretend to be Children of Satan? Yeah, I hate those fuckers. They give me and mine a bad name, not that I really care. None of them hold any power let alone sway with the old gods. They bark up the wrong tree…so to speak.
Let them sacrifice themselves. Isn’t going to do them a damn bit of good except making themselves dead. One less idiotic douchebag I have to deal with.
No, I don’t ride a broom. I don’t wear a pointed hat and i don’t have warts.
But, I do have a black cat named Thackery Binx and he’s sassier than you are.
The first born daughter is always the chosen one. The one with the most power in that generation, and in some families the only one with power at all. This was the case when it came to Evie. She was technically a twin, but she killed her sister before they were ever born.
Each of the thirteen families contribute at least one coven memeber per generation. There are some times when the fates choose something else for the Coven, usually when it comes to the unusual male that gets thrown into the mix.
Eventide is the second oldest and the strongest of the thirteen. And even in her age, she’s developing new powers. She was born with control over compulsion and fire. But she’s gained the ability to shapeshift herself into anyone she touches.
A handy gift that she keeps secret.
They would kill her for baring such a gift. It was something only the fountainhead of their bloodlines held, and a gift thought to have died out ages ago.