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Sol grew up with only her father, and she didn't understand why until he explained it when she was 11, but she was a happy child. They lived in a great neighborhood, with lots of kids, and their house was only a few blocks from the Great Lake, even if the house was small. Sol would spend hours playing outside with friends, even whole days when school ended. However, Sol copied her father's cautiousness and never strayed too far from home without adult supervision. She followed all the rules, never getting into trouble even as a child. However, at home Sol got lonely, since her father often worked later into the night, which is why she often could be found at one of her friends' houses at 10 PM, with a little note sitting on the table at home saying whose house she was staying at. A part of her saw finding her brother she never knew she had was the best gift she ever got, even though he was and still is slightly annoying. (Those details can be found in Nox's bio)

Nox has a rough history. It started when he was only two years old, when a criminal broke into the family house, killed his mom, burned the house down, and stole baby Nox and left him in the streets. He was lucky that a worker of an orphanage found him. For the next seven years Nox was in that orphanage. But he hated the way they were all treated, so he ran away. He became a sort of young street rat, with a lot of close calls with the law. When he was 13, on a typical day avoiding the police, Nox bumped into Sol who had gotten lost playing hide-and-seek with her friends. She had immediately lost interest in her game and followed Nox, bugging him with questions of a typical unknowing 11-year-old. He ignored her until the question popped up: "Are you playing hide-and-seek too?" Nox got an idea from that. He replied yes, asking if she knew a good place to hide. Sol suggested he come to her house, because "None of your friends will look there!" Back home, Sol was scolded by her father for bringing a strange boy into the house, especially because her father knew the looks of a young troublemaker. He asked if Sol even knew his name. Sol shook her head. She still didn't see a problem. Her father turn to Nox, who had been leaning against the wall with his head down, as he had learned never to trust random adults. Nox was forced to look up at the man, to be faintly respactable when he was asked, "What's your name, boy?" Nox had shrugged. He didn't care what he was called, as long as it wasn't "Pierre." That was what they had called him at the orphanage. Nox saw the man's face go from annoyance to shock. He knew he had been recognized. But Nox didn't expect what came next: a hug. Through struggling from being squished, Nox heard the man say, "Equinox, I had thought we lost you." Nox pushed away. "Equinox? Sorry, but you have the wrong guy." The man shook his head. "No. Look. Let me explain..." Nox had reluctantly listened to the story, where the man -- no, HIS FATHER -- explained what had happened that night, conveniently exactly 12 years ago. That was the end of Nox's street rat days, where he got a proper family, but not the end of his roaming and tricks.

So Nox is the annoying older brother, but he does care and helps Sol around the house when their dad is somewhere at work. However he is outside a lot, sometimes getting into trouble from another new idea he has that didn't work, and often they get increasingly dangerous. Sol needs her incredible patience at those moments, to explain to whoever that Nox had no bad intentions and just likes trying new things. Nox has actually become somewhat dependent on that, and therefore times his ideas to moments where Sol won't be busy, yes also partly because he doesn't want to interrupt her. Sol is often either hanging out with her friends or sitting on a park bench writing something, and will often see Nox zooming by on his motorcycle with his "buddies," if she isn't home making their next meal. They do however spend quality time together, like movie night every Sunday when Dad is home, and usually on rainy days when no one wants to go outside (because when it rains in Summer, it REALLY rains) Nox might throw out random ideas for Sol's stories, or Sol thinks of something to keep Nox off the couch watching sports and hogging the living room. They work well together, for having totally opposite personalities.

Angelica has always been an innocent little girl, quite literally. But, hey, everyone needs a childhood tragedy. Otherwise, life isn't complete. Angelica used to live with her mother and father in a large mansion. Yes, they were rich. Angelica was somewhat spoiled, getting everything she wanted and never being told no. But she still used manners, even if they were a bit rough. And here we go. The bad part. The next-door neighbors were incredibly jealous, the man a bit insane. One night, after a long and big party, the man pulled out a flamethrower (please. Don't ask how. I don't know. Just go with the flow.) and burned the place down. Angelica's parents died, but Angelica had been at her friend's house for a sleepover. Angelica didn't understand what happened when the police came to pick her up. She was only 6, she understood nothing. After the police had a discussion with Angelica's aunt and whatever, her aunt became her official guardian. And neither of them liked it. Her aunt hated her, considered her as a spoiled and annoying little brat, and was always rude to her. Angelica didn't like it because her life went from living in a huge mansion to a two-room cottage in the middle of nowhere with barely any electricity or running water. Though Angelica did like the nature, all the birds and trees and flowers. When she was sent to boarding school, she made new friends. Though she didn't like how, when she told them about the tragedy, they treated her like a poor and helpless baby. She lived with it, though, as it was better than her aunt. The only thing she liked about coming home for the summer was being able to run through the woods, exploring everything. When her aunt got enough money, they moved to the big city, which meant another change in Angelica's life. No more wild, no more beautiful songs from the birds. Instead it was fumes and roaring of engines, and skyscrapers and all that. Yeah, there were parks, but nothing could drown out the noises. She almost went back to her original life, as the house was big and spacey and Angelica had a wide variety of clothes, but that was because she had to get everything herself with her allowance. Her aunt sent her to a new school, and was never home because she had to work in order to keep the house and everything. But since Angelica was an optimist, she saw it as learning new things in life, and seeing how it was living almost on your own and having to make your own food and bed and dressing yourself instead of having other people do it. She was actually glad for this life.

Iris had been raised by her loving and supportive parents and had been a bright, obedient girl. She had a younger brother named Zac, who was 1 year younger that her, and an older sister named Blythe, who was 2 years older than her. The three of them were very close; much closer than most siblings. They barely ever fought or argued, and they had a lot of common interests.
Throughout elementary school, Iris was bright student, and had good grades. She had great friends and teachers, and of course her family played their part in creating her character. You could say she had it good, a perfect life in some of her peer's eyes. As 8th grade went by, it got tougher and tougher for her. Plus, a new student had moved to her school earlier in the year and Iris and the girl instantly became friends. Ruby was her name. They had some of the same interests, though, she was a bit devious and mulipulative, and she also got jealous easily. Soon enough, Iris was becoming more like her. It was obvious to everyone around her that Ruby was a bad influence. Iris's other friends tried to get her to spend less time with her and more time with her old friends. Iris didn't listen though, she trusted Ruby with anything and wouldn't just stop talking to her. She was becoming more rude and her grades were dropping. Ruby would persuade her to skip classes with her, and sneak out at night after she'd supposed to be asleep. All they really did was hang out, but sometimes Ruby would smuggle some alcohol from her older brother. Iris was smart enough not to join her, though she'd get curious..
One hot day, Ruby had invited Iris to sleep over at her place (it wasn't the first time). Of course Iris's parents had hesitated, but Iris was making up excuses and saying she'd been at the house too long and she needed to get out for a day, and she got permission. Iris lived only a block away from Ruby, so she walked to her place, carrying her stuff with her. Iris got to Ruby's large house in only about five minutes, knocked on the door and Ruby's father let her in. She walked herself to Ruby's room. Her jaw dropped. Iris found Ruby's legs draped over an older guy's lap with the both of them smoking. Iris asked her what she was doing.
"Smoking of course," Ruby smiled easily. "Would you like to join us?" She asked.
Iris replied instantly, "No. I would like not to join you two." She looked over to the guy, "and who is he?" She pointed.
Ruby explained that he was her 17 year old boyfriend, named Chad, and that it was love at first sight. "I can't live without him." Ruby had just met him the day before, and became his girlfriend a couple hours ago. "Oh, and he's sleeping over too." She smiled. Iris felt uneasy about having a stranger sleeping in the same room as her, especially since he was an older guy.
"I'm just going to go get a snack..." Iris slowly stepped out of the room and headed for the stairs. She looked behind her and Ruby and Chad were following. Iris still had her bag in her hand and headed for the door. She was not sleeping over with him in the building.
"Iris, where are you going?" Asked Chad.
"Oh, I just need some air," she replied casually. She opened one of the french doors and quickly slipped out to see Blythe running towards the house. "Blythe?"
Blythe's long hazel hair was messy and she was out of breath. "The house-" she panted, "someone broke in, we don't know where dad is. The police are there, we need to go home!" Iris's eyes widended. Blythe took her by the wrist and they both started down the street. There was a blur of orange and red, and the grass in front of the sisters is on fire. Iris turned, to see Chad with a flame over his left hand, with Ruby clutching onto his other arm.
"Where are you two going? I thought we were going to have some snacks," he grinned.
"Ruby, Blythe and I need to go home!" Iris couldn't believe this was happening.
"You're supposed to stay here, Iris," Ruby stared at her. "Stay here, and since your sister is here too, she also needs to stay." Iris was confused with why Ruby was acting like this.
"Come on," Blythe pulled Iris. Another flame got in their path. Blythe let go of Iris, turned and marched up to Chad. Her mouth opened and Iris expected to her to explode at Chad, but there was another fiery blur, but bigger. All that came out from Blythe's mouth was a yelp. Iris knew what had happened. She turned and ran down the street in the direction of her house. Tears were streaming down her face as she ran and she finally got to her house. There were cops and an ambulance. She saw her dad laying on a gurney, he was alive. Though another family member wasn't. She ran to the nearest cop and told him what had happened. Everything else happened in a blur.
Her father was shot in the arm, and he'd live. The security sytem wasn't on when the events happened. Iris blamed everything on her. Iris changed her image afterwards. She promised herself not to trust anyone again, and kept to herself since the event.