LUCILLE :: •••• ••• ••• ••• •• • •• • :: MOTHER :: Aletheia was never that close to her mother nor was she that close to her father. She was the child that sat in the background with her books and her notebooks of drawings. She liked to be on her own and she was always that way even when she was very small. Her mother was the woman who gave her life, but she was never anything more than that. Despite that lack of connection, Theia in trusts her greatest secrets to her mother and when she doesn't appear to be afraid or sad, her mother is the one she would go to for comfort.

LUCO :: •••• •• •• ••• •• • •• •• •• :: OLDER BROTHER :: Luco left. Aletheia is but twelve and she has very few memories of her brother living with them, to be fair she wasn't around much herself. He went to university. He started his own life and it was left to the rest of the Quinton's to continue on. Nevertheless, Luco is still her brother. Her oldest brother, at that. He's there to take the place of their father. Theia isn't sure how she feels about that, but she's happy to see some of that weight taken off her mother so for that she's thankful.

DAMON :: •••• •• •• ••• •• • • •• :: OLDER BROTHER :: Where does she being with Damon? He's the odd one in the family and that's truly saying something when Theia is taken into account. She doesn't really understand him, but she doesn't really care. Theia avoids him if she can. It's not that hard because Damon isn't really around. He's excluded himself from the pack too. That's what all the Quinton's too. Damon's nothing special to her.

NIKOLAI :: •••• •• •• ••• •• • • • :: OLDER BROTHER :: Where Nikolai is concerned, Theia finds him... boring. He talks to Nevaeh and no one else. He's never home and he's always in trouble. That's somewhat entertaining, but heir spends less and less time with him as they both get older. Though, they were never that close to begin with.

NEVAEH :: •••• ••• •• ••• •• • • • :: OLDER SISTER :: Of all the Quinton's, Theia is most like Nevaeh. Both are similar in attitudes, but differ in sociability. Nevaeh is less quiet and makes more of an attempt with her siblings than Theia does; but Theia can genuinely find some entertainment with her oldest sister. Theia can sometimes-- only sometimes sit with Nevaeh without saying a single word and all is comfortable; but even then, Theia still prefers to be on her own.

CATALINA :: •••• •• •• ••• •• • • • :: OLDER SISTER :: There was something always kind of off about Catalina. It was mostly because she was fourteen and fourteen was such a weird age. She was right in between being a child and a teenager. Theia never really had that much in common with Catalina. She was too nice and too easy. She was easily the biggest pushover in the family and that made Theia annoyed. But that said, Theia can stand to be around Catalina because she's isn't a constant pest.

AKILA :: •••• •• •• ••• •• • • • :: YOUNGER BROTHER :: Noted as the sweetest and most durable Quinton, Akila is a favourite in the house. Theia doesn't really talk to him. She never did. He was two years younger and still she didn't really see him as her equal. He was still a baby to her and she couldn't always see why everyone doted all over him. He was different, probably, they love him. Theia loves him too, but sometimes she wishes she had stayed the baby.

ELSIE :: •••• • •• ••• •• • • • • :: YOUNGER SISTER :: Elsie is the most annoying little kid on the entire planet. Theia can't stand to be in the same room with her more than a few minutes. Elsie is all over her; she's surrounding the house with laughter and loudness and Theia can never get anything done if she's around. Elsie is loud and pushy and begging all the time. Theia tries to avoid her at all costs; but that's what little sisters are meant to be like. Suppose Theia loves her still. Just a little. Sometimes.

ELLIOTT :: •••• •• •• ••• •• • • • • :: YOUNGER BROTHER :: Theia has little Elliott wrapped around her fingers. Poor Elliott. He's so gullible and so sweet that Theia could say just about anything to him and he'd do it. If she asked him to steal the state of New York he's definitely try. Theia uses that to her advantage. She'll tell Elliott to do everything she wants done and Theia never has to lift a finger. She gets out of doing the majority of her chores that way. That's what makes Elliott her favourite.

Aletheia was never close to her mother nor was she that close to her father. That same distance carried into her relations with her brothers and sisters. Most of her time was spent alone. Even when she was the size of an peanut, Theia didn't like to be cooed or coddled. She didn't like the touch of her mother's hands or the hum of her father's voice. She was private even when she was very small. Theia would wail when her mother would stroke her cheeks or comb her hair. There was a coldness when other's would touch her that would upset her to the core. There wasn't much that her family could do about it. They just let her be.

When Aletheia was a bit older and she was starting school, her parents thought it might be wise to throw her into some after school activities. She wasn't agreeing with her siblings in the most productive way. When she was five, her parents started her in sports. She didn't take. When she was six, her parents put her into after school daycare. She didn't like it. When she was seven, her parents tried putting her into therapy. She didn't talk. It took seven years, but eventually the Quinton parents accepted that Theia just wasn't like the rest of their children. She was an extreme introvert and always would be.

She was nine when senses started to shift. There was always a sort of feeling... a feeling that she could never really explain. There were things that she just knew without really knowing it. Once when Theia was seven she touched one of her dad's hats and felt sick. She asked her father later if he was feeling all right and that was the day he left he for the hospital. When her mother asked how she knew, Theia just said, "I can just tell."

Aletheia's unique ability didn't cease there. There were small encounters that continued throughout the year and strengthened. In school, Theia used this ability to get ahead in her classes and soon she was ranked at the top of her class. Most of that was natural ability, but the touch to her written tests did help a little. It was only because her father got sick and that her tricky new ability was labelled as a 'sensitivity'. Theia couldn't stand to be around her father. Her head hurt and her stomach curled. It was sickening... he was sick and the sicker he became the worse Theia felt.

Her mother would send her to her room until she calmed down; but the house was filled with that 'sensitivity'. Theia could feel everything, the whole world revolving around their little Northern home. She could feel her siblings fear and her mother sorrow and her father's unpredictability. He was all over the place. He couldn't hold his own-- he was everywhere and nowhere all at once and Aletheia could sense it all.

Her father died several months after her twelfth birthdate. And all of those senses calmed down. There was less confusion, but there was one solid emotion still left in the house and that was sorrow. It filled the rooms and drowned the children. Tears flooded through the floors and cascaded down the staircase. Theia was overwhelmed with the sensations around the house-- it was overthrowing her and it hurt. It hurt to much that Theia couldn't face her family. She couldn't face any of them. She saw it. She saw her father hanging there when she touched her mother and she felt his hurt and she felt his confusion and she felt his anger. Oh, he was so angry... And her mother. Her mother was so scared. She knew something... And now Theia knew that she knew something. She just knew.

Nothing much could be said about the night she rattled awake by a frazzled mother and a scared little sister. Aletheia was grabbed from her bed and told to pack her things, everything that mattered to her. Elsie was still sleeping. Their mother must've packed for them. The next thing she remembered was being dragged into Nevaeh's room and the same orders were being barked at her. Now all of the Quinton's were moving towards the door and soon they were all packed into the car and driving in the middle of the night, nonstop until they reached Newton, Georgia. Where The Ramsay House was waiting for them...