Name: Evelyn Stonewall
Age: 26
Species: Human
Supernatural Standing: Knows about the supernatural
Face Claim: Shay Mitchell

Everything from her past before she was sold into the black market was a blur. Evelyn Stonewall was born in America but to parents she did not even know. She was never even sure if Evelyn was her name or if it was a name given to the people that held her captive from a young age. Being held captive by strangers in the black market who used her for experiments to test the human threshold and smacked her about like she was nothing but a piece of a dirt. Evelyn was often pushed to the extremes physically in performing tasks that would break young people, but she pushed through it, not allowing herself to give up to the sheer evilness of the people she would be sent to on a day-to-day basis. She saw people die and be tortured. She was forced to watch them and was even demanded to do some of the actions, but she always refused. She refused to fall under their authority every single time and in doing so, presented herself to be punished by them. All the scars that she had was all caused by what they had done to her every time he refused to follow under their orders.

They were attempting to make her fall in line, to turn her into some sort of soldier but her determination was always more than their need to make her into what they wanted. It got to the point where there were talks between the captors about possibly just ending her life but every time the idea had been put down since they needed to recoup what they had lost in their investment, so they began looking at other ways to make Evelyn do their bidding. Alas, came the day that they finally met someone who was willing to pay the price for the 18-year-old Evelyn. They had finally had enough of her. If they could, they would have killed her, but money was more important to them. Evelyn was sold, bought by someone with the name Kiara. The moment Evelyn met her; she was still cuffed. Kiara introduced herself to Evelyn and all Eve could do was spit onto the floor which her new captor stood.

Evelyn did not trust her. She did not trust nobody. She had nobody. She knew no family and here she was, moving into the hands of a new captor like a piece of property. Kiara made her intentions clear from the start that she did not want to harm her, but all Evelyn ever did was look towards her with hatred. Eve would refuse to eat, refuse to drink, refuse to interact even though the new surroundings and conditions she was now in were a sign that Kiara only wanted to help.

Day after day Kiara wanted to help but Eve consistently said no. Until finally, Kiara made it clear that she had gone through a similar type of situation as she did, and no one could understand the pain she was in as much as she did. She offered Eve a new chance at life, rather than be stuck in her old one. Kiara also proceeded to reveal something that Eve had heard rumblings off when she was with her previous captors but never genuinely believed it to be true. Kiara revealing that she was a Valkyr was Eve’s first introduction to the supernatural. Eve was frightened for her life and it took her days to process this information. She constantly avoided Kiara, in fear that she would have attacked if she looked at her the wrong way now. Yet, for some reason, Evelyn felt safety around her too.

Eve accepted reluctantly, stating that she still did not trust her. Evelyn stayed under Kiara’s wing for 4 years. Learning how to attack and defend herself. Learning guns and improving her aim. She also learned how to be patient and to plan her attacks instead of rushing in like am amateur. She had become well-trained, enough to hold her own but she was nowhere near as skilful as Kiara was. Evelyn had also learnt about the various species in the supernatural world but vowed she would never become a Valkyr herself. She wanted to remain human and die a human, that way she felt she had control of at least something in her life.

What started to bother Evelyn was how close her and Kiara had become. Eve felt like she was able to trust Kiara and there laid the true problem. She did not want to trust Kiara even though she had taught Eve everything she knew. It scared her. She fought with herself, until finally, the day came where Eve wrote a note apologising for leaving, also for stealing one of Kiara’s cars. Evelyn could not allow herself to trust. Trusting was for the weak and she could not be weak. She would not allow her trust to be broken again and this was a way she could take power into her hands.

The 22-year-old at the time had no idea where she was going but she was going to make a name for herself. All she was driven to do was make money working in illegal activities and taking jobs when people needed her for something.

For 2 years, all Evelyn did was travel around America, doing simple jobs. Such as repo jobs and theft. She tried to avoid any jobs that involved murder due to all Kiara had taught her. Evelyn did this as a way of respect, not because she feared doing the actual deed. Until one day, a contract landed for her. A job which involved her murdering for more money than she had ever gotten offered for this kind of work. This was life-changing money. She did not bother asking questions. She had all that she needed. The location and who the target was. Equipped with a pistol, she headed over to the location, apartment blocks south of Chicago. She could sense something was off. When she arrived in the apartment, the target was already dead. She thought that perhaps something had gone wrong. Someone else was given a contract or this guy was a big target in general. She got onto her knees, to examine where the bullet had struck, and it was clear who ever had executed this job was a professional. As she stood to her feet, ready to leave the crime scene, that is when her life changed forever. Two police officers had burst through the door and were pointing guns at her, demanding she drop her weapon. Without a moment’s thought, she sprinted towards the nearest window and jumped out, whilst the two police officers demanded she stop and shot warning rounds at her.

The moment she landed on the floor; she had clearly twisted her foot. She had become a suspect in a crime she was going to commit but did not. She quickly made it to her car and drove from the scene. She was smart enough to switch cars halfway out of the city so she could not be tracked but even then, she knew she was screwed.

The 24-year-old had gotten back to her ‘safe house’ and it had begun. Her face was on TV. A prime suspect in the murder. She knew what she had to do. She had to run.

On the run, she found it hard to talk to anyone. She began to hear a specific voice in her head who told her how much of a screw-up she was. The voice demanded control of the body and claimed they would go out in a blaze of glory, but she always fought the voice. Always. The voice was her own, but it was from the depths of her darkest nature. Always demanding control.

2 years later, Eve is 26 but she has finally arrived in a city she may be able to hide in for awhile should she not be made. Evermore City.

Personality: Determined, Confident, Ambitious.

Abrasive, Sarcastic, Closed.