Synopsis: Just before the AU / Havensdale was sent into its deep sleep, Jenny was about to do something very bad for terribly good reasons. Her plan was simple: bring Juliette’s mom back form the dead. That would fix everything, no? But it didn’t work like that and now Jenny Moore has no magic, no answers and no more red-hair.
Juliette Palmer was not okay.
Sure, she might have seemed better to anyone looking in; happier even but Jenny knew better. Jenny had been there, every step of the way and while it could never compare, she had lost Juliette's mom too. They had been family, all of them and that was a loss that you would never completely seize to feel. Saying outloud that she promised to be there for her best friend- her sister- every step of the way wasn't necessary, they both knew that as an undeniable truth.
There wasn't anything that Jenny Moore wouldn't do for Juliette Palmer. She would die for her. In less extreme circumstances, she would kick Greg Porter's ass for her or bid on a cute blonde called Christian Cooper for her. The bottom line was that where Jenny could help, where she could ease Juliette's pain or make her smile, she would.
But this was different.
This was... Uncharted territory. For the first time, Jenny didn't know what to do. She didn't know how to help her sister. They were usually so in sync, they knew exactly what to say or not say to each other. When a hand was being held out to hold without even looking or what a specific long, shared look meant. Jenny knew Juliette better than anyone. Even before she had thrown that damn birthday party, wiping the memories of all their friends, of the people they'd grown up with. When she'd paraded her magic around for all to see. When she had used too much magic.
Jenny also knew Juliette's magic better than anyone. They'd grown up together, shared a crib together and the warm, beautiful, glowing feeling she felt from her had changed. It was subtle, she might not have noticed but something was off. It wasn't even that Juliette was being reckless with her magic, reckless in front of her friends, no, it was something more. As if that warm, glowing fire was slowly turning blue and dangerous. There was something dangerous and unstable about her magic now. Or, at least, that's what Jenny felt. Or thought she felt... She didn't know. That was the other thing: she told Juliette everything. They told each other everything. But whatever was going on with her best friend now she was keeping tight-lipped.
Ian Morrison had been helping Juliette before. Her magic had always been a stressor for her and both she and Jenny knew that if Juliette's mom was still around, things would be different. See, Juliette Palmer was a powerful witch; Jenny had always known that. Before she accidentally caused lightbulbs to explode or the whole town to turn upside down, Jenny had known. But Jenny believed in Juliette more than anything and she knew that she'd learn and grow, just like any young witch. Who hadn't made a couple of magical blunders before, right? Jenny certainly had.
But this was different. That was all she knew. It was different and dangerous. It was wrong. Ironic, really, that she was now planning to do something much more wrong to fix it. Jenny was so sure in her feeling, in what she'd seen and noticed: Juliette too high and crashing too low on magic that wasn't...right. She couldn't talk her down and she couldn't fight her. She couldn't help her. There was only one person in this whole world who could save Juliette Palmer from herself before she even knew she was in trouble and that was Sarah Palmer.
One little problem though, right? Sarah Palmer...was dead. Juliette's mom wasn't here to fix everything, to save her daughter from herself but here's the thing: Jenny was going to fix that. She'd thought about it long and hard, made several pro-con lists she then promptly destroyed. She had the spell memorized but she doubted it would be so easy. Jenny knew the consequences, the sacrifice she was about to make and it was no small feat. Obviously she had a life of her own. More people that she loved, a family and friends and a future that she had planned and worked tirelessly for. To think that everything she had ever held dear- even and especially Juliette herself- would soon mean nothing to her was indescribably heartbreaking.
But it wasn't the end of the world.
There was a chance to turn back and that was all she wanted to give Juliette now; a chance.
So that was why Jennifer Joy Moore was kneeling down in the dirt by her gravestone, taking perhaps her last shaking, feeling, recognisable breath. Her hands had started to shake but it wasn't anything that she couldn't handle. Her throat felt like it was tightening and she could taste the blood that was running down from her nose but she could handle it. Her voice shook but she forced it to be louder, with more conviction as she willed the words to have meaning and... and... and... she might have done it.
She might have done it. Might have been capable after all. Or maybe she wouldn't have made it.
None of that mattered because in that exact moment a spell far more powerful than anything Jenny could have dreamed of was being cast and just as the rest of Havensdale Valley did, she passed out. Kreagan Valley wasn't real but what she had just tried to do was. When Jenny woke up, still in front of Sarah Palmer's grave, dried blood and dirt on her face, she knew something had gone terribly wrong. Just...not what she had prepared for.
The first thing she had fixated on was the hair. It had just been a dream, a dream where she was a blonde, spoiled brat as opposed to a redhead so why had she woken up with that same hair from her dream? And why couldn't she change it back? That was simple magic. A parlour trick. Kid's stuff. The humanity spell gave her another day. It was just hair, right? And she was still herself. There hadn't been any consequences to what she had tried to do (if you didn't count the fact it didn't work, of course). Maybe she could just carry this secret to the gra--- Nevermind.
Jenny got a day of relief but in the moment that magic returned to Havensdale, it did not return to Jennifer Moore.
Here’s the thing: once you’ve been turned, you can’t go back. That’s the real kicker, the small print you didn’t read: humanity only comes once in a lifetime. But what if...it didn’t.
You see, there was a reason behind three of the most powerful and notorious originals sending everyone in Havensdale Valley into a deep sleep and it wasn't just for fun. There is a spell- a once in a lifetime kind of spell- that requires the blood of each first species willingly and unwillingly given. So while legends such as Willow Evermore and Lily Whitby, who would never side with the destruction of humanity, slept, their blood was being drawn.
Engel, knowing the necessary risk he was taking, tapped into the surface of the magic he had laid into the very foundations of Havensdale back when the world was newer but not kinder. There would only be one opportunity for this: the final spell. The spell that would open a door long since locked and allow for the brave new world to be born.
But not quite yet.
While the residents of Havensdale began to stir, the last drops of blood were added and magic more powerful than any performed before in all of history washed over the town. See, once you're turned from human to monster, there is no going back.
Except today. Today you can go back. Today everyone gets to go back.
Today, everyone is human.
OOC INFORMATION:
The AU event is officially over! You can absolutely continue any of your current threads and closed conversations for as long as you like. We just ask that you don't post any new open AU starters. Now, your characters are waking up wherever it was they fell asleep probably feeling like they just slept for a uh, week or so. But don't worry, in reality they only lost a couple of days! Who's going to really question that, though? We're all groggy, it's fine.
Here's the fun(ner) part though: the humanity spell is here. In RP time this spell lasts 24 hours but your characters won't know that. Essentially, everyone who was in town when the spell hit is human. Vampires, werewolves, bloodline hunters... Everyone is human. Your can have your character react however you like! Maybe they don't even notice. Maybe it's everything.
When it comes to remembering the AU, your characters are going to think it was a dream. A really weird, really specific...dream. Of course your more supernaturally inclined characters can have their suspicions! Just like the originals can recognise the humanity spell and how dangerous it is. #whatisengeldoing
School is almost out, prom is around the corner, everyone is also preparing for the Founder’s Festival which kicks off Founder’s Month and summer... Don't forget the Miss Havensdale pageant. On the side of the war though... Aren't things starting to feel a little too weird? Like something big is finally about to happen?
We hope you've had as much fun as we have and are excited to get going back in Havensdale! You can also post any plot point summaries post-au if you have anything you want to push forward. For example: you can let us know where your characters fell asleep, who they were with, what they were doing etc. Like Jenny was...trying to bring someone back from the dead. Stella was...passed out at a bar. Tell us everything.
If you guys have any questions please let us know!!
Charlene has not been coping super well with her magic ever since Roxy Kane pushed her to push herself dangerously close to that dark magic line. Now even the simplest of spells bring back that all too tempting memory of going further. Now, every day she can still feel the lingering power surge from that night, the anger, the loss of control... Charlene 'control freak' Fairchild does not deal with any kind of control loss.
Well, except from when it comes to ex-boyfriend and ex-human Cole Atwood. Ever since they were magically linked (thanks again Roxy!) things have been pretty intense. If they're not arguing, then they're accidentally making out and very intentionally sneaking out on each other. Which then leads to more arguing. But they're not dating, definitely not.
Not to mention the fact her mom came back...as a ghost. And made her promise not to tell her dad about it.
Oh, and there's that little Selena-Ivy thing still. Looming. Not being talked about. She's still hopelessly, optimistically hoping that everything will be okay and glue itself back together because they're a family. They stick together. No matter what. Even if they're not exactly communicating. But everything is fine.
Ian Morrison was just politely minding his business, working on getting his big brother’s memories back, trying not to think abut that sad, drunk hook-up with his ex gf or the fact his warlock gf killed her parents- and he didn’t mind. The fact he tried to use dark magic is still something he feels but he’s fine, honestly. Just a shot of tequila and he’s on his way!
He was actually on his way to hang with Dexter Harison- he’d even gotten in the front door- when the spell hit. Unfortunate because Ian was pretty sure Dex had a girl up there. Anyways, he was out like a light.
Then, on request from Margot Morrison, Gia McArthur (full shifter and drama queen) came onto the scene. She tied Ian up and tossed him into the nearest closet, locking it. Shifting into him, she snooped around a mostly dead Havensdale collecting dirt for Margot on her estranged family. Bored however she left just in time to miss the humanity spell, returning to bring Margot into town and masquerade around a little longer. After all her own estranged family are here and they don’t exactly want to talk to he real face. As for Ian? Well... Someone will let him out eventually.
Then she’s gone. Probably. At least from wearing his face.
[ When Karen felt the hand grab onto her shoulder- friendly, probably just trying to grab her attention- she acted on an instinct she didn't think she even had anymore. She was never raised a hunter, not really. Lila McReid took care of business and sure, Karen was capable... Trained even but she never thought she'd be able to flip a grown person to the ground in one swift and terrifying motion again. ] ... Was that- Did I do that?
Oh my god! I did that! Oh my gosh I--- I am so sorry. I... I have no idea what came over me! Oh boy. I uh, eat a lot of greens?
