Kaiden Evers

Kaiden Astral Evers

Wand Wood Description:

Yew:
"Yew wands are among the rarer kinds, and their ideal matches are likewise unusual, and occasionally notorious.” Yew retains a particularly dark and fearsome reputation in the spheres of duelling and all curses. However, it isn’t true that those who use yew wands are more likely to be attracted to the Dark Arts than another. “The witch or wizard best suited to a yew wand might equally prove a fierce protector of others. Wands hewn from these most long-lived trees have been found in the possession of heroes quite as often as of villains.” When a wizard is buried with their yew wand, the wand sprouts into a tree guarding the dead owner’s grave. A yew wand does not choose a mediocre or a timid owner.

Appearance:

Kaiden’s hair is dark and messy, all the time with the messy, it’s like the boy doesn’t own a comb. He keeps it cut short most of the time, though it tends to fall into his eyes anyway, giving him the ability to try and hide himself from the world when he’d feeling particularly broody. His eyes are a bit odd, filtering between grey and green, through usually lingering somewhere in-between. Kaiden is neither super pale, nor tan, but rather, somewhere on the scale in-between where his skin does not burn easily except upon his face.

Kaiden wears all hand-me-downs. He has never been in anything that hasn’t belonged to someone else first, thus leading to a small wardrobe of worn out clothing that contains mostly torn jeans, t-shirts, and whatever shoes he currently has that haven’t been worn so bad they have holes in them. Although, he occasionally ends up going around with his big toe hanging out of one for a while.


Personality:

Kaiden is a loner. He has never been one for making friends and probably never will be, much preferring the company of himself, a notebook, and his guitar. He is exceptionally broody, constantly depressed, and angry at the world for everything he’s gone through in his life. He has an impossibly hard exterior, never smiling or indicating he’s heard something someone has told or asked him. He tends to drink a good bit when he can get a hold of some alcohol, and not just the mild stuff like butterbeer. Occasionally, Kaiden will get into fights with those who have the nerve to speak to him in a way that makes him feel like he’s being judged. He’s not afraid to use his fists and has ended up with more detentions than the average student does. Despite all of this, Kaiden is actually quite a gentle spirit on the inside, though he’s only ever displayed this part of himself to one person and she’s gone now. He has a soft side, deep within his heart, a need to be wanted and loved by other people, even though he is constantly pushing them away.

Kaiden is also actually quite smart, doing well when he takes the time to study and work hard at his schoolwork, but this usually doesn’t happen simply because he doesn’t have the drive. He might if he had more to work towards, but right now all he cares about is playing his guitar. He has no plans for once he finishes school.

Kaiden is basically an asshole. He treats others badly just because he’s always been treated badly by most people he comes across, aside from the select few who actually didn’t make him feel like shit. However, typically people remember bad things easier than they remember good things, and such is the case with Kaiden.

What He/She Loves:

His guitar, music, sweets, being by himself, strong drinks, and his sister, Lucy, even though she’s gone now.

What He/She Hates:

Basically everything. People, school, bullies, those who pick on kids or women.

History:

Kaiden never really knew his parents aside from the first year of life he spent with his mother because he was taken away from her due to her being deemed ‘unfit’ as a parent. He hasn’t seen her since, nor does he wish to. He was placed into the care of a kind foster family until he reached age three and scared the crap out of them when he made the tea kettle explode during a tantrum about wanting milk instead of tea. If it had been the only time something had exploded around him, they might have kept him, even adopted him eventually, but there was no way… It was the oddest of occurrences, the way things blew up around that little boy whenever he didn‘t get his way. They were sure he must be possessed by some kind of evil spirit. And so began the endless flow between homes.

Kaiden spent so much time being filtered in and out of foster homes and children’s homes, that he has never really felt at home anywhere. As he grew, the tantrums did too, rage at not being wanted by anyone, filling his little body with such severe depression and feelings of worthlessness, that Kaiden stopped caring about anyone or anything. It didn’t help that some of the people he was place with were not exactly the type who you would want to put any child with. He would cause trouble at school, constantly getting sent to the office, detentions, getting notes sent home to wherever he was living at the time. The underage magic grew worse as well, not just things exploding now, but causing whole entire rooms to shake, making things fall and break. By the time he was eight, Kaiden emmited such an absolute air of negative energy, that no one wanted to be around him longer than they had to.

Of course, that was until he met Lucy.

Six years younger than Kaiden, Lucy was the boy’s absolute opposite. She was happy and sunny, always shining brightly. She was another foster child, miraculously placed into the same home Kaiden was just shortly before he turned nine. The two connected instantly and finally, blissfully, Kaiden had someone who enjoyed being around him and who he cared for a great deal. Lucy didn’t care about the weird things that happened around Kaiden, she was too young and simply enjoyed all of the attention he gave to her. He would read to her and play games, help her get dressed and tie her shoes. Gradually, as happiness set in, Kaiden’s temper eased. He finally managed to stay in one foster home for more than a year until an incident at school with another child telling Kaiden how ugly his ‘sister’ was set Kaiden off. The result was the other boy being in the hospital for two weeks and Kaiden being expelled. His foster parents sent him away the very next week… Lucy in tow. Despite Kaiden’s awful behavior, the pair’s bond had been noticed and it was determined that it would be detrimental to both of the children to separate them, so, if possible, they would be kept together.

And they were. Blissfully for the next year, it was Kaiden and Lucy, always together. Then came the Hogwarts letter, and the awkward conversation with a teacher from the school to Kaiden’s current foster parents, who weren’t so bad at the time. The teacher said it was a special school, for special children like Kaiden, and it would help him a great deal to be sent there. There was even a small scholarship program to help out children with lesser means be able to afford their school supplies… And somehow or other, it was agreed he was to be sent to the school.

Kaiden hated it at Hogwarts at first, struggling with being away from Lucy, but grateful he was able to actually learn that the things he could do, the explosions and other weird stuff, were actually just magic he could hone and learn how to control. Shortly after Kaiden’s second year, he and Lucy were relocated once again, though this time it was due to Lucy’s inability to cope without her pseudo big brother around. See, Lucy was a bit different in the head and without Kaiden around to understand her, it made life difficult for her. Not that she wasn’t a good girl, she tried, but sometimes it was immensely difficult. The family they were placed with this time though, were of the bad sort. Over the summer between second and third year, Kaiden received the long scars on his back, most of the time from trying to protect his Lucy. He fought hard to be allowed to stay, not wanting to go back to school when Septermber came… to leave her alone with those terrible people. But, as a child, Kaiden had absolutely no choice in the matter and there was no one he could tell to try and keep his sister safe. Over the years he had learned it was useless. No one would believe the trouble making child.

Shortly before winter break of third year, Kaiden received a letter with the most devastating news he had ever gotten in his thirteen years of life. Lucy was gone, not just to another foster home, but permanently in the way most people eventually become lost. Kaiden spent the next months in darkness, buried within himself, pining for his sister and blaming himself for not having been able to protect her better. It was all his fault, it had to be.

That summer he was sent to a children’s home instead of a foster family. Every Tuesday and Thursday, a man would come, a volunteer, with his guitar, to play for the children. Kaiden became enamored with the instrument, enough to open his mouth and ask for lessons. The man agreed, letting the boy borrow one of his spare guitars to practice with once Kaiden proved to be absolutely serious about it, and finally, he had found another outlet for his soul. The guitar was difficult enough to distract his brain for hours on end, the strings biting into his fingertips hard until he grew the calluses needed for it to not hurt. When he wasn’t practicing, he was out, working odd jobs, whether it was washing people’s cars or mowing lawns, saving every single cent he earned until he had enough to purchase an second-hand acoustic just before he had to go back to school.

Kaiden got better and better, until his fingers became flexible, able to fly along the strings with absolute ease. He spends more time practicing and writing songs than he does doing his homework. Now at age sixteen, he only returns to the children’s home for summers, working at whatever job will have him. When he is at school, he doesn’t interact with any of his peers, preferring to keep to himself, the negative energy flowing off of him enough to keep anyone who would want to be around him at bay.

Parents:

Two unknown Muggles.

Siblings:

Not that he knows of.