Aymeric is the youngest Devreux child, which meant that he was the baby of the family. He got everything you could possibly imagine with a simple pout face. He was a cherubic child, fun-loving and happy-go-lucky for the most part. Things were simple, things were nice. Even as a youngster there was something off about him. His mother, being aware of her own gifts, but lacking any training had noticed her son's nature and mentally wrestled with the possibility of the boy being special himself. The clues were hard to pin down, but Emeline just had those gut feelings when she spent time with her son, like electricity in the air it just felt charged. She never said a word, and with sweet ignorance, Aymeric had a relatively normal upbringing.

As he grew older the charge increased but was tempered by the time he started school. He had turned into a very inquisitive child, obsessed with learning as much about well... Everything and he even managed to test the saint of a kindergarten teacher's patience with his incessant questions. The 'why's' and the 'hows' and of course the 'what nows'. He was bright, and while he kept to himself for the most part he also kept a healthy dose of friendly interactions and human contact to keep him out of the anti-social spectrum or the obsessed with themselves crowd. In fact, he never drew any attention to himself and could easily be passed over by the teachers in favor of the more rambunctious crowd.

That was different when at home though. As the baby of the family, Aymeric was spoiled rotten by his parents and older siblings. Vanessa and Amanda were his heroes and they never shied away from taking him along with them on journeys around the block, or into the big kids play area. He adored them, and as he grew formed a deep bond with his siblings that could never be broken.

Unfortunately, the universe liked breaking those bonds. All through middle school, Aymeric had made a name for himself as the 'nice' kid. The one that simply did things without asking and always tried to looks out for his classmates. He was well-liked and played baseball and football while also participating in the band. But at the same time during this period, he also skated under the radar, just existing and letting others have the spotlight. He was never the first person you thought about, just that after-thought when you noticed your favorite juice-box sitting on your desk or your folder that you forgot organized and waiting on the teacher's desk.

When Vanessa was found dead, Aymeric was no longer allowed to be in the background. He was suddenly and viciously thrown into the spotlight for everyone. During his time settling into high-school, his personality shifted along with the rampaging changes to his body. But beyond that the magnetic field around him had seemed to shift as well, his mother noticing a change on the day of his sister's funeral. After sitting through the entire ordeal Aymeric spent days just staring out of his bedroom window. He was changing but he had bigger problems than what he put down to puberty. His entire life was changed and he had a burning rage inside him, a desire to find whatever or whoever hurt his family and to end them. The quiet boy was shifting, who knows what he would adapt into now.

Doesn't really have a 'best' friend at the moment. He's always struggled with that and considers everyone a friend. But no one that has really gotten to know the real -him-. He has a crush currently, but won't reveal who...

Dexter was raised under a set of ideals: A warrior's spirit; a servant's heart; a fun-loving attitude.

Dexter was born into a middle class home in Crestwood Hollow to a fairly youthful marriage. A year after Dexter was born, his little sister came into the world. Unfortunately, due to the unfortunate circumstances, his sister was born with a plethora of crippling health problems. As Dexter grew up, he was taught many lifelong lessons by his family and sister. Namely, patience and empathy, as she was confined to a wheel chair. His sister's various disabilities and sickly predisposition made it impossible for him and his family to live a conventionally normal life for a long time. Just when things were starting to even out at the start of middle school, Dexter's father passed away while commuting home from work- killed in a car crash. Worse yet, his sister's breathing apparatus suffered a malfunction only a few months later. With her brain starved of oxygen, Dexter's sister had been left brain dead. The already broken family was forced to make another heart wrenching choice, and then the family of four had been down to two.

The family was never the same after that. Him and his mother bonded over such a time of trial, and he deeply cares for his mother as a result. He picked up his dad's dusty old guitar and began reading like his sister. It didn't fill the void they left behind, but it was a coping mechanism that worked and helped. Neither Dexter nor his mother let their loved ones' passing slow them down forever, choosing instead to live on happily in their names. Dexter and his mother still live relatively happy and somewhat normal lives all things considered. Due to health and life insurances his family had put in place before any of the incidents, what was left of his family was left very financially stable. They still remain in the same house, but as a result Dexter has been given the opportunity to get his Private Pilot's license through high school and plans to attend a renowned flight school for college. Due to the necessary evil of commuting (since Crestwood Hollow does not have any flight schools in the town), he and his mother purchased a car for his own personal use.

A cherry red 1967 Mazda Miata. It's a lifestyle, baby.

So, yeah. Shit happens, and sometimes he wished it had happened to someone else. Life dealt him some shitty cards and he focused more on mastering his hand than complaining about a cruddy deck. He was pretty happy through high school- made easy friends with most people, got a car, worked hard, got good grades, found a passion for music and work, and noticed that 'hey that some girls are actually really cute.'

Life has a way of raising you up just to drop you back down again. The loss of one of his closest friends only a short time after coming to terms with his family's loss has not been good to him. Time will tell moving forwards.

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