Beetlejuice96

The Last Van Helsing

"It's not funny, Dean." Sam said bluntly, glaring at him a bit. He remembered what Bobby said about his temper and backed down though he still wanted to wipe off the smirk off his brother's face. "It's settled, we'll start her on knife training tomorrow." He said before getting up and walking off. Being soulless he didn't really have the need to sleep or rest but he wasn't going to tell Dean that. It was already weird when Cas did it.

In the middle of the night Evie woke with a start, panting heavily from the nightmare she pulled herself out of. Feeling alone and vulnerable, she got out of bed the floorboards cold beneath her feet. She carefully padded out of her room into the hallway, searching for Dean's room. She came across Bobby's and left him to sleep, not knowing how he'd react to being woken up. She eventually found Dean, walking over to him. "Dean?" She asked softly, gently shaking his shoulder.

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"Ack!" Charlie yelped as she was pulled back, landing a little roughly on her butt. She looked around for who grabbed her before seeing someone in a trenchcoat walking off. "Hey, what gives, jerk?!" She shouted at him, not fully thinking of the consequences of her reaction. She was just upset some bozo stopped her from her swim.

She growled softly before climbing back up onto the edge, not caring if he'd try to stop her again. She was jumping off this bridge for her swim, damnit!

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"Yeah. And don't call me Lotte. You sound like my aunt." Charlie replied, wrinkling her nose in disgust. She hated the nickname but she was stuck with it thanks to her name. "Don't wait up for me." She said before leaving. She manoeuvred her way through the streets of New York towards the water, being careful that she wouldn't be seen.

Once on a bridge that wasn't too occupied, she looked for the right point to jump into the water below. Upon finding it, she carefully climbed onto the railing, balancing herself as she looked down. To any passerby who noticed it looked like she was going to jump to end her life.

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"Yeah...for now." Charlie echoed before opening the box and grabbing a couple of slices. She wished she was more combative like her roommate but she was just a little too passive to be violent. That wasn't to say she wouldn't fight back if cornered or provoked. She just didn't want to hurt anyone.

She sighed softly before sitting back down on the couch. It was clear something was pestering her mind. "Jen? Do you think there's others out there, ya know, like us?" She asked her Asian roommate. It was definitely a question that buzzed around her lately and a good one at that. She wasn't sure what to think.

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"She's talking about the Foot Clan again." Charlie said as her roommate walked in, eyes glued to the rabbit eared TV the two had. "Looks like they've struck again with stealing packages from cars, pickpockets, the usual street thieves stuff." She added before glancing at Jen. It was hard to believe their lives had changed so much after coming into contact with whatever made them into what they were now.

"Thankfully nothing's come up about anyone seeing me swimming a few nights ago. I thought it was going to be the end for us; testing and everything." She said as she walked over to the kitchen to grab a couple of plates for them. "I know I have to be more careful, but it's New York! It's impossible for me to go swimming without being seen."

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Charlotte Summers

Biographical Information
Nickname(s): Charlie (preferred) Lotte
Date of Birth: March 7th, 1975 Pisces
Skills/Abilities: see, hear, breathe underwater, self defense, street smart, enchanting singing voice (mer form only)
Weapon(s) of Choice: mostly physical like fists or feet
Occupation(s): student and part time marine biologist

Physical Description
Specie(s): mutated human/mermaid
Gender: female
Height: 5'6
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: dark brown

Overview (Brief Summary): Charlie grew up exploring the waters with her father and shows no fear of it. She's even helped educate others about marine life and helped her father at his rehabilitation center. Months before her fifteenth birthday, she was finishing up tending to some fish when she slipped on a mysterious green substance, falling into the tank. The event changed her DNA to where she becomes a mermaid whenever the bracelet she was wearing that night is removed from her wrist.

Personality: + Compassionate, artistic, gentle, wise, likes music, romance, being alone and swimming. -Fearful, overly trusting, being criticized, past coming back to haunt her

Out-Of-Universe Information
Face Claim: Rachel Leigh Cook

The Last Van Helsing

"She knows how to kick, that's for sure." Sam said as he sat across from his brother, remembering how Evie had literally brought him to his knees. "Maybe start off easy with the weapons, like knives. I'm not sure how well she'll handle a gun without accidentally shooting herself or us." He added.

While he was sure she'd learn quickly he wasn't too sure about giving a fourteen year old a gun, even if it was for defense or taking something paranormal down. A knife was definitely easier to learn and conceal.

The Last Van Helsing

Evie glanced at the time, blinking in surprise at how late it was. Had they been talking that long already? She got up, giving Dean a quick hug goodnight before giving Sam one as well who reacted akin to when Cas got his first hug. She smiled at them before following Bobby to the room she'd be staying in. She thanked him, giving him a hug as well before getting ready for bed.

Sam was still stunned by the hug before clearing his throat and standing up, grabbing the plates to clear the table. "So, what now?" He asked Dean and Bobby once he returned.

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Evie chuckled at his answer before grabbing the soda he offered as well as the other plates, following out to the table. She placed the plates down before talking a seat. Sam gave Bobby a little nod before heading to the table and sitting down. He blinked in surprise as Evie slid a plate over to him. "I didn't know what you wanted, so I hope a BLT is okay." She said with a shy smile.

Sam couldn't help but give her a smile back, telling her it was just fine before taking a bite. The night was filled with chattering and laughter as the four conversated with each other, telling stories of hunts they went on.

The Last Van Helsing

"Me too." Sam said before glancing at the kitchen where he could hear them talking about something. At least that was something normal for her in this messed up life. "Hopefully when my soul is back I can help prevent it."

"Please, Deathstroke. He's an assassin and can kick Taskmaster's butt any day of the week." Evie replied, handing him what he needed for the sandwich. "Hulk vs Bane." She tested