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</div><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)"><span style="font-size: 26px">Evangeline Lillete Everest</span></span></span><br/><b>Alias: </b>Not currently assigned<br/><b>Primary Nicknames:</b>Loki, Eve, Evie, Angel<br/><b>Age: 1</b>9<br/><b>Time:</b>Late Summer<br/><b>Location: </b>Loki's Bedroom<br/><b>Mood Song: </b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DtS7RC06yHjQ&amp;hash=97e45a0e826db3ce4542cf59928e3512" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tS7RC06yHjQ" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Go the Distance by Samantha Barks</a><br/><b>Wearing: </b>White Dress with green leaves, bare feet<br/><b>Tagging: <br/>
Mentioning:</b><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"A letter came for you, Sunshine."</span></span>A man with unabashedly silver hair said, knocking on the decorated door of Evangeline's bedroom. In his other hand, the older gentleman held an envelope with no significant features. As the man slightly entered the room, he smiled over at his blonde daughter who had been laying on her bed, reading yet another book about fairy tales. The man truly loved the young girl who spent her day dreaming of other worlds and different lives.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"What are you reading?"</span></span>He asked, moving over to sit next to his daughter. As he sat down, adding weight into the edge of the bed, the girl finally looked up, smiling the moment she saw who had joined her. Evangeline's best friend had always been her father. He was the only one who cared so held her up in the clouds of her interests rather than trying to pull her back down.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Daddy, I didn't see you come in!"</span></span></span>The young girl said, sitting up to hug her father.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Oh! It's a take on King Arthur that focuses on the Lady of the Lake."</span></span>Evangeline started excitedly when her father's question finally registered. As she spoke, the blonde closed the book, holding her finger inside the pages she was on, so her father could see the front cover.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"King Arthur, huh?"</span></span>Her father repeated, almost quizzically. Looking at his face, anyone might have thought for a brief moment that he was deep in thought before his right eyebrow raised and he leaned in towards his daughter, nudging her shoulder with his softly.<span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"You know, Arthur wouldn't have been such a great king without his knights, Merlin, and the Lady of the Lake."</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"The greatest heroes would not make it very far without the friends that support them."</span></span>The teenage girl continued as if repeating what her father was thinking. The two had always been in strong unison, being the biggest optimists in their family. As soon as the girl finished talking, the pair started laughing. His was a deep laugh, one that rose from his round dad belly. Hers, was a soft twitter that clearly spread from her heart through her whole body to the tips of her fingers and toes, one almost perfectly expected of a Disney princess who would befriend some sort of animal or talking piece of furniture. Together, however, their laughs meshed almost musically as they escaped the pair's lips.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"You really are going to shine brightly one day, my beautiful Evangeline."</span></span>The man said, after taking a deep breath, the love he held for the girl reading straight through his eyes. The man had always told his daughter that her mother had been one of the greatest Zodiacs before the Zodiacs disappeared. As Evangeline shied away, pulling her cheek to her shoulder with a soft smile, her eyes of bright meadow looking up at him, the man tapped the envelope on his thigh.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Oh! I almost forgot!"</span></span>The man started, raising the envelope up so that it sat between their faces, forcing them to look at it.<span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"This came in the mail for you today. Were you expecting some exciting news?"</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"It must be my Hogwarts letter!"</span></span>Evie teased, grabbing the envelope away from her father excitedly.<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"It's only about seven years too late but I guess they must have finally noticed me."</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Good. Then maybe you can finally stop sleeping under the stairs."</span></span>Her father teased back before rising from the bed. As much as he wanted to know what was really in that envelope, the man had always had a healthy respect for his daughter's privacy. Before turning to leave, however, the gentleman leaned down, placing and firm hand on his daughter's far shoulder and placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Evangeline, meanwhile, closed her eyes and smiled at the sweet gesture of love her father offered.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Just don't forget about us when you start saving the world, okay?"</span></span>The man said, much more seriously. He had always known that Evangeline would one day follow in her mother's footsteps. But no matter how many years he had with his daughter, nothing would prepare the man for the day when she did, indeed, finally become so much more than he could ever be.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"You know I could never forget you, Daddy!"</span></span>Evangeline joked, as though she thought there was no way her father could truly be right.<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"How could anyone ever forget a father as wonderful as you?"</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Pinkie promise?"</span></span>The man asked, holding his right pinkie out like he was a little kid who didn't believe any promises without shaking pinkies on it.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Pinkie promise!"</span></span>The young blonde said, wrapping her own right pinkie around his. Together, they pulled their arms down and gave a sharp nod. Then, their musical laughter started again before the man let go, gave his daughter a quick hug, and walked out of the room.<br/><br/>After the man finished leaving the room, closing the door behind him, the blonde girl finally placed a bookmark in the book and put the book down on her bedside table. Then, she tore into the top of the envelope. She couldn't help but wonder what was actually inside it. She hadn't expected anything in the mail. Even the present she had bought  on Amazon for her step-mother's birthday wasn't supposed to arrive for a few more days yet. And last time the girl checked, Amazon didn't send necklaces in envelopes.<br/><br/>When the young girl finally opened the letter, she was surprised to see that it really was the real world equivalent of a letter from Hogwarts.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Dear Miss Evangeline Lilllete Everest,<br/>
<br/>
You may not know us, but we know you. You are a powerful holder of magic, inherited from the mother you never knew.<br/>
As such, we would like to invite you to Zodiac Island where you will study and train in your power.<br/>
We hope that you will accept this invitation and join us in Terramore by the evening of June 20th.<br/>
If you have any questions or need us to make any arrangements, please do not hesitate to contact us.<br/>
<br/>
Heroically Yours,<br/>
Kiva,<br/>
Protector of the Zodiac Force</span><br/>​</div>At 19 years old, Evangeline was finally being invited to join the Zodiac Force. The young girl couldn't help but let out an excited squeal, pulling the letter to her chest in a tight hug. Her legs started flailing above her, kicking her blankets into a ruffled mess. She couldn't contain the excitement she felt at the idea that she finally might get some answers. As much as she loved her father and her life here, she never truly felt like she belonged. Maybe in Terramore, surrounded by other people with powers, she would finally find a place where a great, warm welcome would be waiting for her.<br/><br/>As if on cue, however, a young man with dark hair, clearly a few years older than the girl barged into the room. Instead of having concern on his face at the squeal that the whole house must have heard coming out that room, the boy held a sadistic smirk on his face.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'gilbert', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)">"Mother says to keep your voice down, Loki. You know how much she hates it when you cause a ruckus like that."</span></span>The boy said, accusatorily. Instead of leaving the room straight away, however, the boy stuck around, waiting for the young girl to give him any reaction he could respond to.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Okay. Tell Mother I'm sorry."</span></span>Evangeline responded, trying not to give her brother anything he could react to. She knew that was all he was looking for. He loved messing with her at any chance he got. And that never turned out well for either of them. She was just hoping that he would leave without incident.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, however, her brother noticed the letter in the girl's hand, his sadistic smile widening at the opportunity that had just posed itself. Moving quickly over to the bed, the young man snatched the letter from Evangeline, holding it out in front of him.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'gilbert', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)">"What have you here, sis?"</span></span>The boy said, starting to read the letter aloud.<span style="font-family: 'gilbert', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)">"Dear Miss Evangeline Lillete Everest..."<br/>
<br/>
"Ohhoho. Fancy."</span></span>He snarled as an aside.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Give it back!"</span></span>Evangeline cried, raising from the bed and trying to grasp for the letter as the boy continued reading. In defense, the boy turned away, raising the letter over his head and out of her reach.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'gilbert', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)">"You may not know us, but we know you." </span></span>The boy started laughing loudly as another young boy walked into the room, overhearing the line.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(136, 80, 213)">"Geez. You trying to escape back into your fantasy worlds again, Loki?"</span></span>The other boy started, laughing at the stupidity of the letter.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"C'mon, Jacob! It's not funny!"</span></span>Evangeline cried out again, circling around to her brother's other side and trying to jump for the letter. However, the boy just turned back towards the bed, keeping the letter out of her reach.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'gilbert', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)">"You are a powerful holder of magic, inherited from the mother you never knew."</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 0, 204)">"You really are demented, aren't you?"</span></span></span>A young brunette girl said, joining in the laughing at the young blonde.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Please...Stop it...!"</span></span>Evangeline begged again, tears starting to fill her eyes. This time as she tried to reach for the letter, however, her brother passed it over to her the sister who walked up next to him.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 0, 204)">"</span></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 0, 204)">As such, we would like to invite you to Zodiac Island where you will study and train in your power."</span></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"> The girl said, in the voice of what one might expect from nobility.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(136, 80, 213)">"Huh. They actually want to teach you to be more annoying?"</span></span>One brother teased.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'gilbert', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)">"What power?"</span></span>The other asked.<br/><br/>This time, Loki didn't try to get the letter back. She knew it was pointless to keep trying to stop her siblings. They were always working together to pick on her. Instead, the girl sat back down on her bed, burying her face in her hands as she stopped trying to hold back the tears.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 0, 204)">"Awwww. The little witch is crying..."</span></span></span>Her sister stated, hearing the sounds coming from Evangeline.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: 'gilbert', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)">Maybe if she'd just pull her head out of the clouds, she could actually be normal."</span></span>The first brother stated, looking between the other two before they all disagreed with that statement in unison.<br/><br/>Finally, the second brother tore the letter from Rosalind's hand, looking at it momentarily. Then, he walked up to Evangeline, holding out the letter as if offering it back to her.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(136, 80, 213)">"We're sorry."</span></span>The brother said. Just as Evangeline reached out for the letter, however, the brother tore it down the middle. Then he turned the two halves, tearing them down the middle as well. He continued this action right in front of the young blonde until eventually it was just a million tiny shreds. Then, he held the pieces of paper over Evangeline's head, sprinkling them over her like a bunch of confetti.<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(136, 80, 213)">"That you're such a fucking loser. Do you really think the Zodiacs will ever give a shit about you?"</span></span><br/><br/>Finally, the three left, laughing at the young girl who always dreamed of what life outside of these walls would be like. Unfortunately for them, however, Loki's powers released through the sobs that the young girl let escape her throat as she curled up on the bed, pulling her legs to her chest.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'gilbert-color', 'sans-serif'">"LOKIIIII!"</span>The three screamed in unison as the girl's power hit them, switching each of her brothers into her sister's bright pink dress, heels, and full face of makeup, and brightly colored, long dyed hair. Her sister's outfit, meanwhile, turned into the most outrageous clown-suit one ever did see. Even Hollywood couldn't have put together<i>that </i>look.<br/><br/>After at least 45 minutes of crying, Evangeline finally got up, walking somberly over to the mirror. However, when she looked into the mirror, the girl wiped the remaining tears from her eyes, pulling her shoulders back and holding her head high.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Every true hero has someone trying to put them down."</span></span>Evangeline reminded herself out loud, staring at her face in the mirror.<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"If you let them win, you will never know how far you can go. So pick yourself up, dust off the dirt, and let's figure this out."</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"But the letter's destroyed..."</span></span>The girl argued sadly with her voice in the mirror.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Then you find another way. If you are meant to be a Zodiac, the universe will get you there."</span></span>Finally, the girl laughed along with her reflection. Then, she fixed her face, picked herself up and hopped on her computer, looking for any way to get to Zodiac Island.