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At 26 years old Rosario Medina was the last descendent of the Medina family.
For generations they had been entrusted with recording the Addams family bloodline, documenting their marriages, children, and deaths. It was a hard task, and some of her ancestors had a hard time keeping up with the more polygamous Addams family members.
Thankfully, Rosario only had to keep up with 34 branches of Addams. All of which seemed to be staying monogamous.
She was raised understanding the Medina curse. Every eldest child would be cursed with a permanent bond to all Addams family relatives. This curse was given to their first ancestor, Metztli Medina, whose tribe was saved by a woman named Goody Addams.
Metztli, who had lost her whole family to the Spanish conquistadors, fell to her knees and pledged her life and soul to Goody. Its effects were immediate, and the promise was engraved into their very souls. Over time, the Medina family came to realize what had befallen them and took their role in stride.
Rosario was raised following her father, Mateo Medina, around the world as he updated Addams's records and the family. He taught her not only about record-keeping but how to survive the Addams family.
The Medina family was after all human. Unlike the Addams who had mixed into so many different kinds of Outcast communities that children like Gomez Addams were born. Her father recounted the day Gomez was born. Cousin Lumpy Sr. had come in to help deliver and after countless tests, they declared him an Addams.
He was not a werewolf, and he didn't crave blood like a vampire. His voice didn’t hold power like a siren nor was he able to feast upon a person’s lust.
The family waited in anticipation to see what he could become. By the time he was in Nevermore Gomez Addams grew to be an enigma. He wore a handsome grin, with reflexes that rivaled that of a vampire, strength on par with a werewolf, a silver tongue that got him out of trouble, and the ability to endure things humans normally die from.
Rosario remembered meeting him when she was around 7 years old. Children in the Medina family were raised similarly to an Addams. They were homeschooled until high school and taught core subjects alongside martial arts, weaponry, explosive management, poison detection/tolerance, and kidnapping 101.
These lessons were taught beside Addams children as they learned the art of torture and subterfuge. However, Addams’ were taught the moment they could walk.
He was like nothing she had ever seen before. Smiles full of teeth, with deep dark eyes that mimicked the endless night sky. His quips were as striking as his fighting, deep and cutting but always playful.
When she turned 10 years old, she was brought to the Addams ball to update family members' rosters, as balls were held to introduce new partners, and sometimes even children. Rosario fondly remembers the ball held in It Addams’ home where Muerti Addams surprised her father with a set of sextuplets.
Gomez, alongside three of his cousins, introduced their current partners, though none were as loud as Gomez was in the intention to marry the young woman. Morticia Frump was mesmerizing to Rosario. She was slender and tall, and she carried herself with such confidence it made her trip over her feet in shame.
Her eyes were a deep onyx, filled with an edge that every Addams had fallen in love with.
Gomez introduced Morticia to Rosario and her father, exclaiming his undying love for her and that they should just go ahead and place Morticia in the family tree. Morticia only smiled at Gomez and whispered she was already his to do with as he wished. Roasario's father was barely able to give Morticia his contact info before the two lovers disappeared into the night.
It was during that ball that Rosario had learned that was the Addams curse at its fullest.
Her father explained that an Addams courting tradition was to bring their partners to a family ball so that if the coupling brought forth a child the lineage could be recorded. However, partners should not be written down immediately as the possibility of the coupling being broken could occur and mess up the process. Once an Addams was struck with the Addams curse, this rule was thrown out the window and the partners must be written down immediately as only the gods themselves could divide an Addams from their lovers.
That was the only time in her life that she wished to have been born an Addams instead of a Medina.
Rosario didn't meet Wednesday Friday Addams until the girl had turned 5 years old. Her father was there during the birth, writing down the event to the second, inspecting the child for early signs of vampirism, siren traits, or canines. Unlike her father, Wednesday had been born a seer like Morticia.
Ravens weren’t unheard of for the Frumps, but Wednesday was the first in decades for the Addams. Her father tasked her to keep an extra eye on Wednesday, with the fear of the girl losing herself to madness like Goody eventually did.
Wednesday was friendly enough, with a sadistic little grin on her lips when she greeted Rosario. It looked weird on such a young face but she had been around enough Addams that she found it quite cute. Wednesday would drag Rosario all over the grounds, and force her to spar with her everywhere she deemed good enough. She saw Wednesday like the little sister she never got to have, and Rosario was sure Wednesday thought the same of her.
It happened when she left to record the birth of Cousin Whatt.
She held a hand to her mouth in horror when she spoke to Gomez and Morticia through her crystal ball. The local kids had decided to kill Nero brutally in front of Wednesday. Forced her to watch as they ran him over countless times until Lurch found her. When she got back to the Manor she had run straight to the family cemetery with Nero’s remains in her hand. Digging desperately in the rain, crying as she covered the grave.
Rosario rushed back to the Manor, but when she tentatively greeted Wednesday she was met with a cold blank stare. That was the day Wednesday Addams shut herself out of the world.
Mateo Medina was 52 years old when he died. Just like everyone else in their bloodline, he ran himself ragged in a sense of hopelessness. The Medina curse demanded more of them every year, more loyalty- more devotion. Even when he was old and in poor health his whole being forced him out of bed and onto cars, planes, trains, and boats just to serve an Addams.
Rosario was fortunate enough to be with him in his passing, and once he left their plane of existence she finally felt the full brunt of the curse. Suddenly she could see where all of them were, countless gold strings emerged from her heart and wrapped around each Addams family member. When she got a certain distance from any of them the strings would glow and tighten, leaving her in the most excruciating pain as she stumbled towards the direction that called to her the most.
Despite it all, she never once felt an ounce of hate towards any of them. How could she? When they would greet her like one of their own and care for her when the curse was at its worst? So Rosario fell in line like the rest of her ancestors and dutifully documented the Addam family. And she would have continued to do so until her inevitable death.
That was until Wednesday brought Enid Sinclair to the Addams winter ball.