Claiming:Camp/Chrisette Chang

Name: Chrisette Phan

Age: 15

Family: Aphrodite (Mother), Austin Lee (Father), Michelle Lee (Step-Mother)

Weapons: She has a bow and quiver. The quiver is magic, so it has unlimited arrows.

Appearance: Being a daughte rof Aphrodite, Chrisette adapts a very stunning appearance. She has long lashes and sparkly white teeth. She doesn't wear makeup too often, but when she does, the transformation is breathtaking. She has long, silky black hair and full lips. She has a fair skin tone and brown eyes. She usually wears small rose gold earrings from her step-mother, and wears the ypical T-shirt-and-jeans thing, but makes thme look glamorous.

History: I don't know much about my dad, seeing that I never really knew him, but I'll tell you the story the way Aphrodite explained it to me. So my dad was a famous painter in Asia, selling beautiful artwork which caught Aphrodite's attention. She especially loved the one with the cherry blossom tree, and how the blossoms swirled off the branches and into the sunset, while a beautiful woman danced amongst the midst of blossoms. Anyway, he met her when he was in the States for a special project, running to Starbucks for a skimpy breakfast, when he saw everyone's heads turning around. He looked too and there, standing in a flowing white dress and a diamond necklace, was Aphrodite. Infuated by her beauty, he walked up to her, all thoughts of breakfast forgotten, and started a conversation with the goddess. She pretended to be a woman named Angelina Lee. Their bond grew closer and closer, and my father painted potraits of her in her honour. However, soon the love of his life, his joy and happiness, disappeared from his life. He searched everywhere, trying to find her, but he found nothing. When he traveled back home to Seoul, however, he found a note in neat cursive from Aphrodite, reading that he should lvie his life and take care of their daughter. Confused, he turned around, and there, curled up on the ocuch, was little me as a baby. He was stunned beyond imagination. However, he wanted to get back at Aphrodite, so he married a woman he did not love, my step-mother Michelle. They were detached from each other, but every day my father only thoguht of Aphrodite. He was desperate to foind her. So when I was one year old, he bolted. He packed up his things and went in the car while me and my step-mom were sleeping, and left. Just like that. He obviously never found Aphrodite, and he regretted leaving us. But he knew he could enver go back, so he did something terrible. He killed himself, tired of the pain and heartbreak, so he was ready to escape it the hard way. Now, what happened to me and my step-mom? Terrible things. My mom was really poor, and couldn't find a suitable job. She worked as a janitor at an academy and spent most of her time seeking a better job. Sometimes we had to sleep in our relative's houses, but sometimes things got really bad, and we had to sleep in a homeless shelter. This went on until I was five, and we finally got to live a real house. I wanted to help my step-mom, so I walked the neighborhood dogs for five dollars. Other times, before I went to sleep, I'd draw fashion designs. People tried to pick on me for being poor, but they couldn't find the guts. They couldn't get past face. As soon as they looked, they'd splutter and mess up. That was one good thing about Aphrodite: beauty that stopped bullies. This went on until I was twelve. It was Februrary 10, and I was walking my neighbor's dog, Muffin, when a dog came up to me and barked. I reached down to see it's collar, but thne it bit me. Badly. I was bleeding, but it wasn't done yet. It kept barking, unitl it became deeper and scarier, and it began to grow. Soon, I was looknig at a five-foot Chimera. The mortals saw a fire-breathing Labrador, and they called the police right away. Others took medication because they thought they've gone mad. Poor Muffin was terrified and ran away. WIPWIPWIP