Nevaeh St.Claire
Faceclaim: Rachel Bilson
Species: Pure Nephilim
Age: Looks 25, is 27
Status: In The Community
Family: None

Life was never easy for Nevaeh, from the day she born till as long as she remembered it was living hell, she was born around spring time a time where it was bright outside and the flowers were in full bloom. But in the hospital room at 11:30 pm on a stormy night she was brought into the world, her mother Jane was what anyone would call a Harlot, so when Jane was pregnant there was no shock to it. After hours of intense labor Jane gave birth to the young baby girl, holding her the next morning after much needed rest, Nevaeh opened her eyes for her mother - hazel Jane had thought but when the light of the sun hit them and the purple flecks in the orbs sparkled like a gem, Nevaeh's mother shook her head and called for a nurse to rid the newborn from her. 

Three days Nevaeh and her mother traveled home, Jane's mother..Susan was taking care of Nevaeh from the start, Jane only providing breast milk to keep the child alive. Nevaeh grew up in this dysfunctional home of her mother bringing different men home, leaving for long periods of time, and arguments with men and her grandmother. She grew up rather oddly being more advanced then the other kids and her mother only disowned her more and more each day with the occasional abuse, but to her grandmother Nevaeh was just special and gifted and her entire world. Nevaeh's grandmother taught her everything she needed to know and home schooled her, keeping her away from people as much as possible. Before her teens Nevaeh could: cook, clean, change a tire, and handle tools all thanks to her grandma and her grandma's friend Jack.

When Nevaeh's grandmother got older as did she, on Nevaeh's sweet 16 she was granted a leather bound back with initials burned on the front she did not recognized. Asking her grandmother what this book is the old frail woman explained that the night of Nevaeh's birth a man known to be her father left it in her crib for her to read when the day would come. Her eighteenth birthday is when she would get the rest of the pages and she would know it all. When the house was asleep on the night of her eighteenth birthday... especially her mother, Nevaeh suck into the attic, a place of sanctuary to the young teen and read the thoughts of her father. A man Nevaeh seemed to know just by the ink on the pages she read, her father explained how he met her mother, who he was and is and what Nevaeh would be and is as well... It all made sense to the young girl. The skills she had, her advancement growing up, her eyes, her emotions were not being bipolar as friends would tell her. Nevaeh was a pure blood nephilim.

Nevaeh instantly got a job to save money to buy a one way ticket to the place in her father's book, a haven for people like Nevaeh called Evermore City in Colorado. Nevaeh busted her butt at crummy diners and working during the holidays at retail stores trying to save enough, and once she got there it all was taken from her. Her mothers darling boy toys came to her home in a drunken rage and when Nevaeh tried to protect her grandmother who was sick and couldn't get of bed, she took a blow to the head and it all went downhill. She witnessed her first murder, her mothers boyfriend killed her grandmother in cold blood and took Nevaeh kicking and screaming til he gagged and bound her. Nevaeh awoke in a room that was more like a jail cell in her eyes chained to the bed post, screaming for dear life, Nevaeh's mom came followed by Jane's latest fling. Begging to be let go was not working for Nevaeh and only made the situation worse, her mother forced her daughter to steal and lie first she went along with it thinking maybe if she did so she would be able to go or run off but each time she tried to leave her mothers boyfriend was their with punishment. 

It took Nevaeh time to remember her father's words from the book before she was realized what she was capable of, she had strength and she was going to use it. Packing things she accumulated while her time was unwillingly spent she was set to leave, heading for the door she was surely stopped her mother grabbing her by her hair and her mothers boyfriend blocking the door weapon at hand. Nevaeh fought back like it was natural to her, defending herself with ease, knocking a man half her size and high off whatever he was high on that week down to the ground leaving the fight with cuts and wounds due to inexperience, she grabbed the money she earned and got a train out of town repenting the whole way there.

Nevaeh arrived in Evermore weak and tired with a ache in her stomach for food, her body was run down and she was surprised she made it. She had so many questions, yet running on empty she made it to a hotel and went straight for the bed lazily cleaning up. She fell asleep in blink of an eye only to be awoken from a loud noise and the room shaking. The comet hit Evermore and Nevaeh was put black to sleep tripping on a chair smacking her head, she rose with wings on her back and the gift of immortality and dried blood to match. Determined since that day to find more like her, Nevaeh set off on a journey find the rest of her safe haven.

Personality Traits

Good: Compassionate - Loyal - Selfless - Protective 
Bad: Reserved - Secretive - Anxiety Ridden - Skeptical