Rusty Evans | Hell Hound Skinwalker

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✧ Charming

✧ Clever

✧ Collected



Negatives (At Least 3):

✦ Manipulative

✦ Selfish

✦ Self-Centered



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Parents: Alfred Evans (Father) and Vanessa Elmwood (Mother / Deceased) Joseph Elmwood (Step Father / Deceased)

Siblings: Kaiden Evans (Half Brother) and possibly others, who knows.

Other Family: Michael Bailey (Grandfather / Deceased), Rachel Bailey (Grandmother / Deceased), Rosemary Bailey (Aunt / Deceased)

Important Others: N/A

History: Russell Christopher Evans was the first, and only, baby born to his mother, Venessa Bailey. A sweet southern bell of a woman, Vanessa raised Russell on a large plantation owned by a well known, wealthy family in Savannah, Georgia. The Bailey family liked to keep their family life very private, so it was no shock to the local residents that a baby had come out of no where in the family. Michael and Rachel Bailey were overjoyed to have a grandchild that they could raise and spoil, grooming him to take over their family plantation one day. But, the true story of how Russell came into the world was buried deep by the family. Deep enough so that no one would have a clue that he was born our of wedlock. The locals thought no different when they were told that Vanessa was married only for a short while when her husband went on a trip out of Georgia, only to be killed before discovering her was to be a father. How absolutely far from the truth.

Growing up, Russell was a very spoiled young man and that was no secret. Everyone in the family spoiled him. His grandparents, his mother, his aunt. Without thinking of how it would shape the young man's personality as well. He was certainly very entitled and he liked to show it off. Russell was snobby to those he knew were below him and a tad rude to those who worked for the family on the plantation. Vanessa knew as he got older that she needed to try and start teaching him that he should respect others, but it was such a rough road. Around five or six years old, he starts to learn a bit of respect from his mother. But, truthfully, he still saw himself in a higher light than he saw most around him and his family. It wasn't too much later in that year that his mother had met a wealthy doctor who introduced himself as Joseph Elmwood. A charming, dapper man that seemed to polite in every way possible. It threw Russell for a loop as his mother sat him down along with Joseph and explained that she would be marrying the doctor. It was in that moment that Russell completely understood what jealousy was and how it felt to have to share a loved one with someone else. The thought of having to share his mother with his man repulsed him in every way possible. But, he had no choice but to accept the bomb that had been dropped on him.

Life was going good for Russell for a couple of years from that point, having learned to adjust to the new man brought into his family. Joseph treated him well, making the same mistake as the rest of his family in spoiling him a bit too much. Michael, Rachel, and Rosemary (his aunt) thought it to be a bribe for Russell to accept him. Little did they know, he was bribing him for all the wrong reasons. Joseph was very abusive to Vanessa and hid it well from everyone. Vanessa would lie if someone saw a bruise, lying and saying that she had fallen or hit herself on something. With how charming Joseph was, no one knew any different. Russell actually learned a lot of Joseph. His charm, the way he carried himself. It just stuck with Russell in all of the worst ways.

As Russell hit seven years old, he discovered that he was much, much different from other young men his age. He started to see things in the people around him and it was confusing. Even scary to him. Up until that very moment, he saw Joseph as his father figure. His and his mother's protector. His eyes saw deep into the reality that Joseph Elmwood was actually a dark, evil man that was just amazing at hiding it. Russell started to change more and more. His eyes would glow a deep, blood red and he could transform into a demonic black and white wolf. It was Earth shattering to him to see how different he was from the rest of his family. Russell tried to keep this a secret away from his loved ones, thinking they would banish him if they knew. He hid this demonic lie up until he was eleven years old when his grandmother and grandfather died in a tragic accident. The plantation was left to Vanessa and Joseph. Russell was absolutely devastated with the tragedy and it sent him into a dark place. Only for it to get worse when he actually saw Joseph Vanessa before his very eyes. He walked in on Joseph beating her so bad that her eyes were swollen shut. Enough so that she wasn't even moving. Before Russell even had the time to process what was happening, he was no longer himself. He was the beast that he had been hiding away from the world. In that very moment, Russell killed his first victim. His own step father. Rosemary heard the loud commotion from across the large plantation house and hastily made her way to the room where she heard it. The ghastly sight of Joseph's mangled body, Russell covered in blood, and Vanessa in Russell's arms motionless was almost too much for her to handle.

The young man had lost basically everyone he had ever loved with in the matter of a couple of years. His grandparents, his father figure, and his mother. Shortly after Rosemary had discovered what had happened in that room, they rushed Vanessa to the nearest doctor. Joseph had beaten her so badly that the doctor said she had suffered severe brain trauma. It was only Rosemary and Russell left in the large house. He thought that she would shun him after he explained to her what had happened. But, much to his surprise, she protected her nephew. Raising him up and sheltering him the best she could. Rosemary protected the boy with everything in her because that was the only family she had left.

On Russell's sixteenth birthday, he was outside enjoying his day under the weeping willow trees when a tall, dark man approached him from nowhere. He introduced himself as Alfred Evans and said that he was his father. Russell was left in shock, staring at the man before him. The emotions running through the young man's mind were overwhelming. For the past couple of years, his aunt had told him a couple of stories about his father. But she described him as handsome, charming, and almost angelic. And worse, dead. That was all he could get out of her. Russell shook Alfred's hand and introduced himself in the most respectable way possible. He took his father into the house, calling for Rosemary to come quickly. Rosemary entered to see a ghost of their family's past. Russell was absolutely surprised when Rosemary asked him to stay. Even more surprised to hear the stranger accept. Alfred was just as charming as Rosemary had described him to be. He gained Russell's trust much easier that the boy had thought he would. Alfred became everything Russell had hoped for from his father. He even started going by Rusty as that's what his father liked to call him. His life had been flipped in so many different ways, but he finally felt like he was starting to get back to the happiness he once had. But, Rusty started to change. He was getting more aggressive and dark. Enough for his aunt to notice. She sat him down and explained to him the reason she was getting concerned, blaming his father for the change she was seeing in him. She told Rusty that Alfred had actually pursued her and Vanessa, but he chose Vanessa. He had gotten her pregnant and left. The Story Rusty grew up with was a lie. Telling him that was like telling a brick wall to move. He couldn't believe that his father would do such a think and told her that she was just jealous of their relationship. He just continued to change in all of the worst ways.

As time went on, his father started teaching him the "family business" in dragging souls to Hell. He got away with it much easier since Rosemary began letting him have more free range. Little did he know, she was suffering from consumption so she was trying to let him get use to her not breathing down his neck and trying to teach him right from wrong. Once Rusty found out, he was heart broken. He began trying to use the money from his "job" to put up for medical help, hoping to find a way to get rid of the nasty disease that was taking over his aunt's body. But, all of the money in the world couldn't have helped her. She was gone only a couple of weeks later. Bailey Plantation was left to Rusty and he didn't even know how to feel in that house anymore. He and Alfred stayed in that house for a few years, continuing their work. Rusty just grew more and more cold. And he became the man his aunt tried to prevent. He was a lot like his father at this point. Money was all he cared about, along with his father's approval. They were close. When they were dragging people to hell, they were sitting with a beer in their hands and Rusty would listen about father's travels. He had even discovered that he had an older brother, but he was weak and ignorant as Alfred put it. Rusty never learned any more about his brother, only that he wanted to be better for his father than that.

Rusty changed a lot with the times, adapting to the ways of the world. He traveled with his father and he loved seeing the differences of the states outside of Georgia, even the countries around the world. Money, women, fancy cars. That is everything his life began to revolve around and it was normal to him. He had absolutely no shame in it. He had gotten amazing and changing his personality to fit the wants he felt like those around him were looking for just to get himself in the position he wanted. From then on out, that was life.









Alias: Lyndsey

How did you find us?: RP here.

Experience: Quite a bit.

Other Characters: Alayna Beckwith , Brianna Fuler , Morgan Vera , Skylar Grey-Stone , Kendra Taylor , Marybeth Winchester , Eddie Ramos , Zahra Hepson , Rosemary Watson , Jennifer Cooper , Hazel Young

RP Sample: *Alayna sits down on the river bank taking in everything around her when Brandon walks up, sitting down beside her*
“Bring back memories?” *Brandon rests his arms on his knees, looking at her*

“Oh yeah. A lot.” *She looks over at him, chuckling a little* “Like the time I saved your sorry ass from being burned at the stake.”

*He rolls his eyes and looks at the water* “I’ve told you thank you enough over the years.”

*She leans her head on his shoulder and grins* “I know. I just like reminding you.”

*He looks down at her and then back to the water* “Yeah, because you like being praised.”

*She raises her eyebrows a little and slowly nods* “This is true. No point in denying it.”

*Brandon just shakes his head and relaxes*

You love it though.” *She says, watching as the sun starts to set and they just relax for the rest of the evening and enjoy the scene in front of them*








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