Themis Grimm

by **Themis Grimm** Thu Apr 03, 2014 12:24 am

"Bow Down To Lady Justice"

Themis Grimm

Themis Grimm is one of the three children of Averbane Grimm. Born to him two hundred years prior to 1991, she and her two brothers Mars and Ares are considered the stuff of legends. Nicknamed the nightmare children for there brutal tactics and outright merciless nature they are unstoppable.

Becoming a warrior as was customary for all Grimm children, Themis excelled in both magic wand less and wordlessly as well as hand to hand combat. Always preferring to tear a man's heart out with her bare hands rather then use magic to cut him down.

During her time at Hogwarts she reigned supreme as a Queen of Slytherin. With her superior attitude and sadistic ways she was undisputed in her position. Even as a young student she excelled in classes and charmed her professors never once acting like her true self that is unless someone stepped out of line.

If one of the nightmare children stepped onto the field of battle whole armies were known to turn and run because chaos is what they lived and breathed and it was chaos they left in there wake. Themis though the one out of the three children to have some form of self control and sense of justice she reels her brothers in when they become too wild though sets them loose on whomever dares cross them.

As a young woman Themis gave birth to her daughter Kaida, though she did not permit her daughter to the field of battle she had her fair share of blood and being raised by a Queen for such destruction the mother and daughter were close though the father of Kaida is unknown.

Not much is known of the nightmare children, only that they are unstoppable, with there weaknesses of course they remain the shadows until time comes to cause destruction and leave disaster in there foot steps. At the height of there last reign of terror there father Averbane had them put into a enchanted sleep and placed them in coffins hidden in Nexus.

Kaida was placed in the coffin with her mother only a child on the eve of eleven years old at the time. She was placed so her head rested on her mother's stomach who held a possessive hand on her shoulder. The two have slept one hundred years and soon it shall be time to wake.