Steffana

Steffana’s Active Characters

Leevian

Gracen

—–Augustus

——Darius

Sashana

Neptune

Joaquin

Vriker

Julius

Mercutio

Desdemona

Background Characters

Othello

Hamlet/Hi

Mica/Michelle

Kieron- Characters

Active Characters

Darius

Jiko

Kourac/Merlin

Revlon

Maxsin

Phoenix

Tazar

Kwazar

Endara

Jacobin

Background Characters

Kellisie

Kayshia

Kubla Khan

Sun Tzu

Quaidan/Lao Tzu

Description of Steffana

Steffana had the mark of the rare and the powerful, dark purple hair, which was so highly sought after at this point, it was almost a ridiculous cliché…the dumb purp, but Steffana’s was authentic. She truly had deep, rich, purple hair, and you could tell it was real by the way it hung down her back in thick curly locks. She too, had the freckles, dark purple freckles contrasting against light lavender skin that was impossible to imitate, though of course many women tried. Those attempts always ended up appearing rather botched and fake. But not Steffana. She was, had always been, the real deal. One day she would be a very beautiful woman, but now she was just a girl, his girl. His little darrie doe. They had always been close, but lately, they were becoming inseparable. She was his

project. He was determined to turn her into a winner.

And then, there was himself to consider. He was the rarest of them all, and he hated it. Standing just over seven feet, with his hair and eyes that, with some minor adjustments appeared to be white, he stood out in a crowd. He always had. His hair and his eyes were actually particles of light. But most of the time, he appeared adjusted, with very light eyes and very light hair. The color of his eyes he could change with moods, green, blue, purple, violet, though he tried to stay away from the warmer colors, red, orange, yellow pink – these colors seemed to frighten people, though they were excellent on the battlefield.

While, clearly there were times when his extraordinary appearance had its advantages, Kieron longed for a more inconspicuous look and color. The red, caramel and green appearance of Othello and Sashana were rare enough, and yet normal enough not to attract vast amounts of unwanted attention; and even Steffana, with her authentic hair and skin could sometimes go unnoticed. Usually, the authenticity of her look was so striking that people often did a double take. And yet her look was so widely imitated, she never seemed all that out of place. As for Kieron…well…people stared…and so he was lucky to be such a talented skythlete. Though highly unusual, his appearance was accepted as something desirable. It was in fact very close to, almost indistinguishable from, the

It was in fact very close to, almost indistinguishable from, the light ones, a very powerful group indeed. So they simply threw him in with them, and did not question his appearance any further. And besides, for the most part, he’d learned how to disguise the light.

Hiding, hiding, hiding. Always hiding. Why? Why were there so many secrets? Why couldn’t he tell his own mother the truth about Steffana? Why did that scare him so? He had no idea what his mother would say about seeing Steffana come back with him, covered in filth, but most likely, she wouldn’t be pleased. He said to Steffana,

“Don’t worry about ma. I’ll tell her you were with me.”

“I like it. It’s fun. I’ll tell Aunt Kellis that we had fun.”

He could always count on Steffana to keep their secrets

“Oh Steffana! He’s turning you into some sort of tomboy…the little brother he never had.”

Kieron replied,

“No. That would be Othello, he’s the little brother I always had.“

Kieron knew Othello hated being referred to as his little brother, but it didn’t stop him from doing it.

It was a mystery that none of them had been able to solve. One day, at age seven, just days before her parents double homicide, she had disappeared. There had been speculations that Hamlet had killed her too, along with her mother, but a body had never been recovered. His mother had loved Steffana so, that she had literally never given up hope. Now, it seemed as if that eternal hope was justified. She was back home, all in one piece. She had no recollection of where she had been all those years, and seemed to be almost exactly the same as she had been when she left.

She’d grown bigger. Her powers had expanded tremendously and that was odd because her training and skill, seemingly, had not. That was where Kieron had come to her rescue, being a telekine himself, he had quickly figured out the seizures where related to a lack of training. Once properly trained, he was certain, she could control the seizures, and even if she couldn’t he could. Of this he was certain.

What he had failed to realize, however, was the extent of her power. It was much greater than he had initially imagined. And if anyone ever found out, what would they do to her? How could he protect her? In a way, he was sorry that he had even begun this exercise. He knew Steffana was powerful…but this power, it even frightened him and he considered himself fearless. No man should have this kind of power, much less a little girl. Would

she grow stronger? If she could destroy and create an entire city block as a child, Kieron could only imagine her adult powers. And yet, she was so unskilled and untrained. In other words…dangerous. Very dangerous. He withdrew his connection to her. She had to learn to control it. So he decided to let her start with destruction. Destruction was easy, at least, far easier than creation.