Archived:Alexia DuMort

Personality
Though very brave and courageous, Alexia is extremely impulsive and brash, never truley thinking things out before doing them. Due to her past expereriences, she has a very high pain tolerance and is usually one to jump into something hopeing for the best then come out claiming it to have been a good idea despite her new bruises and scrapes. She is very quick to make decisions on people and sticks strongly to her judgement. If you get on her bad side, you will most likely stay there forever, and if you get on her good side, if would take a lot for her to "unfriend" you. However, getting on her good side is hard, as she doesnt trust people easily. Even if someone were to befriend her, it does not at all meanshe trusts them or is letting them in. While she may seem happy and blithe on the outside, inside her is darkness formed by past pain and simply being a child of death and darkness. Many of her friends dont actually know anything about her past the facade she puts up. When someone finally does gain her full trust and is fully befriended, Alexia will go to the ends of the earth to defend and protect that person. She is very protective of anyone in need, in fact, and will fight strongly to defend anyone oppressed and bullied.

History
Laura DuMort grew up in a small apartment building in Chicago, her mother and father constantly fighting to the point the police became involved many times. Her and her older sister spent many nights waiting in the police station or hosptal waiting for one of the two adults to be done with either the charges or the stitches. Growing up, Laura worked in shabby bars, even at the young age of 17 as they dont check if youre hot. Her older sister managed to get away and go to college and become a real estate agent, but Laura never was able too. She made more than enough money being the hot waitress at her many bars, but never had enough forethought to think of the future. By the time she was 25 she had moved to a small apartment above one of the higher class south side bars and was always either working or partying there, never even pretending to set herself a good future. At her 26th birthday anniversary, which was held at the bar of course, she met a dark and handsome stranger. She had never seen him there before, but seemed to fit perfectly in the surrounding darkness of the bar. After many drinks and much dancing throughout the night, she invited him back up to her apartment. Highly intoxicated, she wasnt even able to remember the man's name the next morning when he was already gone by the time she got up. It wasnt even until 4 weeks later that she realized she was pregnant with his child. When Laura gave birth to Alexia, she saw her as more of a curse than a blessing, wishing to be rid of her but there were no adoption agencies near enough and the paperwork was to much trouble for her. Even as a baby, Alexia would be brought to work by her mother and left behind the counter while her mother worked. When Laura deemed Alexia able to care for herself, around when she was 7, Alexia would be left to wander the streets looking for entertainment and companionship. Even when Alexia went to school she was ostricized and laughed at because of her practically non exsistent mother. She would walk home afterschool, having to take the longer path so as to avoid both bullies and muggers. By the time she would get home it would already be dark and she would have to walk through the bar full of grubby, creepy men to get to her still empty apartment. By the time Alexia reached middle school, she had already learned how to defend herself from bullies, muggers and the grabby men in her mother's bar. The small pocketknife she kept in her back pocket came in handy more times than it should've for a 10 year old girl, especially when she was attacked by a strange snake like woman with two tails instead of legs on her way home from school. To her horror, her knife had done nothing to it and she had had to escape it by running through small alleyways and sidestreets to evade it. Her mother called her an attention seeking brat when she tried to tell her about it, so she never told anyone else about it.By the time Alexia had made it to her freshman year, she had learned to never tell anyone about the starnge things she would see since being chased by the giant dog. Nor did she ever tell anyone about the time an entire bush withered and died when she got pushed into it or when she was somehow felt it when a man was hit and killed by a car by a car.. The only person she ever really talked to openly was Rowan, a small, quiet girl in her year who was crippled and nervous. Rowan always seemed on edge, especially when Alexia recounted her strange stories. One day when Alexia came home from school, she walked into the bar expecting the usuall grubby ruckus but was greeted with a horrible sight. Her mother was cowering in a corner while a creature that reminded Alexia of the griffins she read about in the myths she read in her history class stood in front of herscreeching her face. Next to it was a one eyed man yelling at her mother, asking her where the godling was. Upon seeing this, Alexia screamed and threw herself at the one eyed man, simultaneously pulling out her pocket knife and trying to stab his big ugly eye. As much as she disliked her mother, she couldnt stand there and watch her be killed. Before she could even reach the man, the bird thing knocked her aside. She tried to go back and fight, but was pulled out of the scene by Rowan, who was wearing no pants and instead had goat legs. As they ran, Rowan did her best to explain things, constantly repeating the need to get to some place called Camp Half blood in New York. After almost a week of running and train/bus jumping, they finally made it to New York. Just as Rowan pointed to a hill with a large pine tree atop it, the Griffin and Cyclopes had made a reapearance. Alexia and Rowan ran to the hill, but just as they were about to cross, a great shadow sweeped over them and Alexia heard a great cry next to her as the Griffin ran its claws through Rowan. Alexia was almost past the tree when she saw Rowan crumple into a dead heap and knew she wouldnt be able to do anything. She kept running until she passed the tree, running all the way to the strange blue house at the base of the hill, still thinking the beasts were after her. She knocked furiously on the door, then blacked out as just as the door opened.

Powers

 * Power 1 The ability to ressurect a single corpse to fight alongside me
 * Power 2 The ability to communicate with the dead
 * Power 3 The ability to Shadow Travel