Aia Nephel

"Do your best! Even if it's uh... your worst!"

### Relatives

Sarah Caroline & Ashley Dominguez (best friends/mother figures), Gordon P. Poltergeist (rival/frenemy), Aiden Killian (friend), Trelawney Sinclaire (friend), Blood Sugar (frenemy),

### Affiliation

the West Chicago Spirit Speakers investigation team

## Overview

Aia is a highly regarded woman with connections to the spirit world. She uses her power to communicate and sometimes combat against the forces of the light dead.

She has naturally white hair, with dyed blue streaks, and pale white skin. She wears a black shirt with golden rings on the arms, and large light blue, baggy, pants.

## Biography

Aia was born into poverty, with a somewhat neglectful family. Her birth was a shock to her parents due to her not matching her father and mother at all. Beginning to have white hair grow in, they thought the gods had blessed them, and as years went by, Aia kept telling her parents about her little friends she would hear, but whenever she showed them to her parents, they just played it off as her wild imagination.

Disappointed by their responses, Aia thought they we're picking on her, still experiencing and trying to explain the voices and encounters up to her 13th birthday. Her parents had had enough, deciding she was unfit to keep on top of being poor, and decided they could no longer afford a living for 3 people, giving her out to a shady branch of researchers for the highest bid. She HATED everyone, having constant tantrums, and being extremely aggressive on the first day, feeling betrayed.

Six years passed, and Aia finally managed to escape with the help of spirits from fallen experiments, running out deep into the forest. A nineteen year old lost in the frigid woods, far from her little house in Athens. Aia couldn't even remember where she was from, or who she really was. Just a toy to be poked and prodded at by people in white coats. What if they were looking for her? What would happen if she was caught again? She knew full well she wouldn't escape them once more. She wandered and wandered all night, until eventually, she stumbled upon the highway, near empty due to the harsh snow. She stepped out into the middle, when a car began to pull up in front of her. Thinking it was the scientists again, she fell to her knees, giving up hope. The headlights were blinding, obscuring the view of the car. The door opened, and a woman's voice shouted from down the street.

"What are you doing in the middle of the road sweetheart?"

Someone else. For the first time in two years, finally someone else was speaking to her. Aia shambled up, startled, as the woman approached her.

"Hey, relax, i'm not going to hurt you hon."

"Y-you're not? Who are you!?"

The woman stepped into view, she wore a gorgeous red scarf, and brown jacket stained with blood, but Aia sensed that it wasn't human.

"My name is Sarah, what's yours?" She replied as she held her hand out.

"A-Aia.. I think" she said, taking her hand.

Sarah looked down, and noticed a large cut on her leg, "Oh *shit* baby! You're bleeding bad!" Aia looked down at her leg, and felt a searing pain as soon as she identified the gash, falling down. Sarah hoisted her up, and sat her on the passenger seat, grabbing bandages out of her glove compartment.

"Don't you get any blood on this seat, hear me? It's a rental." Sarah joked, but Aia seemed saddened. "I'm sorry hon, just joking. Do you have a home, or somewhere I can take you? House? Relative?" she questioned. "Can I go with you?" Aia pleaded "Oh baby-" Sarah groaned, looking in the back seat, and noticing the horn on it, contemplating. "I'd love to, but i came here on a plane." she said. "That's okay! I don't care what it takes, I'll do anything, just get me away from here!" she begged. "Where is here anyway?" Aia questioned, "You're in Toronto sweetie.".

Toronto? How could she have been thousands of miles away from Greece? She looked back at Sarah, who was gone. and the driver's side door shut. Aia turned around and saw Sarah staring back. "Come on baby. Let's go home.".

They drove to the airport for 2 hours, and Aia tried to refrain from asking, but caved in.

"W-Why is there blood on your jacket?

Sarah looked down. "Oh, sorry I didn't notice. It's uhh, family pet. I had to put it down."

Aia never said out A WORD about her past, but Sarah didn't seem curious. She told the girl stories about her past, about meeting her Fiance, her brother Nicholas, and her family, but Aia noticed she never really went into detail on much of them, not pushing it though.

When they arrived in Chicago, Sarah brought her to her house, having her wait by the fireplace. Sarah explained the situation to her girlfriend, Ashley, before leaving the house again for a moment. Ashley came down and sat next to Aia, comforting her.

Sarah returned home, brought Aia to the kitchen table, and went to her room, coming back with several items. She placed down a phone, and pulled out a debit card. "That's twenty thousand dollars, do not waste it." she stated. "Twenty thousand?! Where d-" "Our website baby, don't worry about it. One more thing..." She reached into her jacket, and gave Aia a revolver, "A loaded one.".

She could stay as long as she needed, until she found somewhere she wanted to live. Aia was finally calm, thanking both before passing out due to lightheadedness.

Aia lived a good life, free of stress and with new trustworthy people, gaining a newfound love for her new guardians, considering them as her mothers. She eventually opened up about her past, and her strange powers, but instead of frightening those around her, Sarah told her the truth.

"Baby, that night I found you, I was coming back from something much different from putting down an animal, even if that's still what I was doing."

"What do you mean?"

Sarah led her to a closet in the garage, which turned out to be a photo processing room. Sarah switched on a lamp, washing away the harsh red light, and clearing a desk with a warm, yellow glow. Sarah opened a drawer on the desk, and placed down a photo of a horrid monster, the left half of it's face blown apart. Then another blurry picture of the same creature in the snowy woods, then another, and another, and another.

"This is Satan."

"What? like... the one from the Bible?"

"Might as well be. I thought I dealt with him a long time ago, but he comes back, every time."

"What does this have to do with me?" Aia questioned. but she seemed entranced by one photo, picking it up. The Nightmare Child, dead or not, stared deep into her, taunting her in a way she'd never felt, when something *clicked*.

"If what you're saying is true, then staying with me puts you in so much danger that-"

"I know." Aia cut her off,

"What?"

"I don't know why, but I feel like, I know what it is, what *he* can do. What he's done. That's why *we have to do something.*".

"I love you, girl, but he's not some monster you can fire and forget about."

"Then together, we'll make sure nobody forgets him, by answering the call to put him in the dirt, as many times as we have to.".

## Abilities & Weaknesses

### Abilities

Mediumship

Spirit Flame

Night Vision

### Weaknesses

She gets emotional easily, and is triggered by reminders of her experiments done on her.

## Trivia

* She has a bad relationship with medicine, having to take pills every day back when she was owned by the science team.
* She hates graveyards and mortuaries, being able to hear the moans and wails of the dead, but prefers Churches, them being where the kindest of spirits lie.
* If Aia was an animal, she'd be an arctic fox.
* Aia compulsively calls people around her pet-names due to Sarah calling her them, especially honey and darling.
* Her and Sarah are both reincarnations of Pandora, with Sarah being Pandora's Wrath, and Aia being Pandora's Will