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My name is Haziel Kjørven, I am 13 years old, 14 in September. I live with my mother Jenny, which is a firefighter at the firehouse 51, my stepfather that I don't like and my 4 years old twin brothers in Chicago. My godfather Kelly Severide and my godmother Stella Kidd are two of my mom's coworkers. My mom's father was Norwegian and her mother was French and I have 9 aunts and uncles from her mom's side. I am not a normal girl, I'm half werewolf half witch. I have had the werewolf powers since I was little, but my witch powers have started when I got 13 and I realized I could use both of my powers to protect my town. I started going out under the name of Werewitch. I'm somewhat the only one to have these powers in my family and my brothers don't have it because we don't have the same father.
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