User:Wolf, the Hunter/Gabriel

  Gabriel Farrell

Child of Poseidon

(This Character Belongs to Wolf)  

  History





I was born in Dresden, Germany, in 1994. My mother was a former Navy, who worked as a marine biologist. I grew up in our “safe” little home in Dresden. Now, you might be wondering how she could be a marine biologist, yet still raise me in Dresden, seeing at is in the middle-eastern part of the country. The answer is quite simple. She couldn’t. She was there, maybe once or twice a year and saw me. I was raised by nannies from I was 1 till I was 13. When I was 13 she got me a “caretaker” she called it. Basically it meant, I was living alone, had to get food myself, though she made me an account and put money in it for that purpose. The caretaker was there so if I couldn’t take care of myself he could step in and help me. That happened once. I felt so humiliated, that I decided I would never let myself need help, ever again.

Well, anyways, I took care of myself for the majority of four years, before I was attacked by a Telekhine. I was sitting by a lake, looking at the peacefulness of the place when, suddenly a Telekhine appeared and attacked me. I had no idea what to do. I mean, several of my nannies had insisted I learn some martial arts, so I was proficient in a couple different kinds of martial arts. But they just didn’t seem to work. Suddenly a huge wave attacked the Thelekine, but it didn't work.

Then an arrow flew through the air and killed it. I looked at the place it had come from and saw a girl standing there, with a bow in her hand, already another arrow at the string, ready to shoot anything which threatened her. She walked over to me, and told me flat out that I was a demigod. I was shocked to say the least.

When she finished explaining, she told me to go to this camp, called Camp Half-Blood. A couple days later, when I was finishing preparing to leave, someone was at the door. When I went to open the door, there was no one. However at the ground there was a set of gloves. With them was a letter. "These are a set of magical gloves. You can transform them into a set of claw gauntlets, with just a thought. Use them well. Oh, and btw, they will work on monsters." I tried them on, and sure enough, they transformed into a set of claw gauntlets. They were made of some bronze-colored metal, but they had a more ethereal look than normal bronze. I then left and went to this camp place. I was 17 when I arrived.