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Brocky
Name: Donovan O'Brian

Age: 16

Family-

Father: Carson O'Brian

Mother: Lyssa

Brother: Mitchell O'Brain

Sister: Hannah O'Brian

Step-Mom: Christina Demelle-O'Brian

Personality: Donovan is a fun loving kind of guy, he can be self centered and cocky at times but he will always be loyal to the ones he trusts. Donovan is very strong-headed and wont go down without a fight, especially if it is something he passionetly cares about or want's to take the thing/person down. Often being seen as an outcast, he tends to stick with people he has gotten to know and trust and will never talk to someone he just met.

Appearance: Donovan has short brown hair that is usually covered with a hat. He has peachy skin and is very fit. He has abs to complete his surfer boy look and is sometimes seen whereing earrings. His eyes are a deep green and are warm to look at.

Shady
Name: Kathryn Wright

Age: 17

Family - 
 * Lyssa (Mother)
 * Nolan Wright (Father)
 * Diane Howell (Aunt)
 * Grace Howell (Niece)

Personality: Kathryn is a prideful fighter. She isn't very social and enjoys being a loner. She's more open with her friends but, it's hard to become friends with her. She's an excellent boxer and gymnist. She hates being in crowds and the public but, when she's nervous she talks in portuguese, her born language. She hates herself on the inside because she blames her father's death on herself. Because of that she doesn't like getting close to people because she doesn't like to hurt people unless their in a fight.

Appearance: 

Hyu
Name: Andre Gregory Monroe

Age: 18

Parents: Lyssa and Gerard Monroe

Appearance: 

Full description of his 'Ricochet': It doesn't actually fire bullets, but instead fires small poison-tipped needles that distracts others for a very short time. The poison is not fatal, just enough to stun a person. This was a gift from his mother, Lyssa, after successfully making it to camp and as a comforting gift.

Dead
Name: Neil Emerson Washington III

Age: 16

Parents: Lyssa and Decimus Emerson Washington Jr.

Appearance: Neil is the perfect description of 'geek cute'. He has light brown hair and eyes that seem to reflect the color of his clothes. He wears contacts, but it is gray so that his look would still be natural. He wears his glasses only when his contacts are either lost or broken. His body is fit from all the sports he does, which include soccer and tennis. As for his clothes, he never wears anything too fancy unless there is an event which requires him to do so.

Personality: Neil is a rebellious, fun-loving, friendly individual. He is great at making friends and loves hanging out with them. A lot of girls and sometimes guys have a crush on him because of his personality, his brains and of course, his looks, this sometimes triggers a hint of vanity in him which causes him to believe that he is better than everyone else. He is very disciplined and adventurous, he is a natural born equestrian causing him to want to ride/befriend horses everytime he sees one.

Ri
Name: Eleanor Rockford

Age: 17

Parents: Pierre Rockford and Lyssa

Appearance:

Eleanor has long, silk black hair, and a slim figure. Her eyes are a dark chocolate color that seem intimidating, but also beautiful at the same time. She has tiny scars around her body, past bruises and cuts from her abusive guardian, that can't be seen from afar. She's tall, at 5'8". Her fingers are long and crooked.

Personality: Her personality is a bit of a complication.. Eleanor outside acts polite and everything of the sort in front of people, but inside that mind of hers it's a different, very different story. The thoughts that run across it are cruel, judgmental, not exactly loving. She's self-centered at times and can get a temper flare easily. Trust issues included. Eleanor had it harsh back then, which explains most. She acts like she hasn't but she sure has. She cries, everynight when nobody's there. Like a piece of glass, Eleanor's breakable..

History: Lyssa walked along the streets of Paris, managing to look like any regular citizen, though the fact that she was a lot more prettier than any of the women there-unless Lady Aphrodite was somewhere around, roaming about through the city of love. She sighed, it had been, over 70 or 80 so years since she'd last stop by in Paris? Yes, back then she had fallen in love with a man, whom was very old by now and had probably died already. Lyssa took a moment and traced back towards all the memories she had shared with him.. really unlike the goddess of rage she's supposed to be.

Back in.. say 1928, Paris, France. There was a man, his name was Pierre, Pierre Rockford. Pierre was the son of a brilliantly rich man, Jean Rockford. That man had so much money he didn't know what to do with most of it. Peter grew up intelligently, with many books and record players. Pierre was an adorable and chubby little boy in his childhood. But as he grew older, the chubbiness became more slimmer, strong and angular. By 20 Pierre was a very handsome young man. That was a one of the things about him that Lyssa felt attracted to him for. The others were due to his intelligence and personality.

Lyssa and Pierre met not a long time later. Lyssa had bumped into him and had spilt his tea all over his lap. Oh, such wonderful memories.. She had apologized to him and they both started talking after a while. After then, for the duration of the whole trip, Pierre had been spending every hour he could with Lyssa, both were never seen without each other for even a small minute. They has gotten attached immediately, Pierre could never stop thinking about Lyssa, as did she. After not for long the two had blossomed in a relationship.

Then one day, things went a little different.. you know what I mean. And the next day... Lyssa was gone, leaving behind a heart-broken Pierre. Since then Pierre yearned for her, missing her presence next to him, her beauty, everything about her. Lyssa to was pretty devastated herself, but it was the way of the gods, sadly. After nine months later, Lyssa had given birth to hers and Pierre's child, a baby girl. She went to Pierre's house, and there she left the child wrapped in a bundle of crimson cloth, with a note attached to it, saying: ''This is our child, let her be a reminder to you of me, and let it be known that I love you, Pierre. Goodbye, and I'm sorry.'' Then she left.

Back from the memory, Lyssa stopped walking and took a deep breath, looking around Paris, she smiled sadly, then thought about Eleanor, one of her daughters. Eleanor was very different from what she used to be as a child, now. Lyssa wondered whether she would stay the same way.. Or maybe, just maybe, she would change, Lyssa hoped. She trailed out other thoughts and then continued walking, taking a turn into an alley, dissappearing mysteriously after. Now, this is where the story of Eleanor shall start.

Pierre was surprised when he found the the baby bundle in front of his door. He picked it up and read the note, getting sadder and sadder as he read it, but the baby made him turn into all smiles after. To him, she was the prettiest and maybe the brightest baby she had ever seen. He named her Eleanor. Eleanor had lived a normal and happy life with Pierre. She was so bright and creative... But then when she was 8, Pierre had been on the way home at night, as he was about to turn into his street, a group of drunk men had gathered around him and they messed around with him, also demanding for money. When Pierre said no, they just attacked him. Pierre couldn't stand up for himself as there were to many of them, and he was killed... The men realized what they did, they took his body to the forest and buried him there, location to them unknown.. then forgotten.

Eleanor cried when her father didn't return home, she cried and cried, thinking that he had left her. An elderly woman came walking near the their house. She heard young Eleanor's cries and came over. She was shocked when she found Eleanor all alone without Pierre. She took her hand and gently talked to her, trying to sooth her down. Then she took her hand and brought her back to her home. It was small and quaint, but very cozy and warm. The elderly woman-Helga, her name- made her a mug of hot cocoa and put then put her to sleep after.

Eleanor lived with Helga since then, she was home schooled by her and taken cared of well. Helga also had a son, that would come to live with her after he had lost his job. His name was Gordon. Gordon was 28 years of age, and what Eleanor and Helga were obviously unknown of, he was one of the men who killed Eleanor's father. Gordon was a drunkard, and abusive. When Eleanor was 11, he started beating her, hitting and bruising and doing all the inappropriate things whenever Helga wasn't there. Eleanor hated it, he enjoyed it. Helga had gotten to old and she was deaf, so she couldn't hear Eleanor's screams, no matter how loud they were.

One night, sadly, Helga had gotten very sick. A fortnight later she had died. This left Gordon to be Eleanor's official guardian. He took this as an opportunity to do whatever he wanted with her. The years passed, Gordon got more and more abusive everyday. Eleanor from then on was different, she wasn't the bright child she used to be anymore. Darkness had taken her over. She became more depressed and bitter. Her thoughts were getting more twisted, her temper was also not getting any better. She was scared. Gordon was so abusive, she couldn't take it anymore. So one night when Gordon got drunk and slept deeply after coming back from the bar, she took this as a chance and ran away. She was only 15 then.

Where she ran or how long did she, Eleanor forgot. Maybe for over an hour? Or two? Oh well, as she was running, she saw a big, giant-like creature. She stopped running and froze. The giant roared and stomped over to her direction. It was a huge, laistrygonian giant. It lunged at Eleanor, she would've been killed if an arrow hadn't zoomed across the air and landed promptly on the giant's chest. The giant roared once again and crumbled into ashes. Eleanor breathed in heavily and looked around. She saw a girl heading towards her way with some sort of weapon in her hand.. a bow. The girl asked her if she was alright as she took back her arrow. Eleanor couldn't speak that much, but she managed a meek nod. Then the girl started to explain. Her name was Marlene, and Marlene was a daughter of Nyx. She'd been running for who knows how long now, and was a trained fighter. Marlene also told Eleanor that she could be a demigod, since the giant had attacked her like that.

She even explained Camp Half-Blood and how it was the only safe place for demigods to roam and live in. But Marlene had left because she wanted to explore the world, she was a daring type of lady, whom would go up for any sort of challenge. She'd been through valleys and mountains and whatnots, and had battled with many monsters and survived due to her demigod training. Eleanor was awed. Marlene asked her whether she would like to join her. Thinking of exploring throughout the country would be indeed an amazing experience, Eleanor accepted. Then Marlene walked off, leaving Eleanor to follow her behind with gratitude.

The next two years passed, Eleanor and Marlene became the best of friends, like sisters, running across the country, exploring towards new things, and knowing that they have each others' backs whilst fighting of monsters that got in their way. Eleanor never had a weapon of her own, so she'd borrow Marlene's from time to time when needed. That sadness and bitterness had almost left her entirely. Almost. All the things that Gordon had done to her, she will never forget or forgive for, a piece of her would still be there, burning with hatred and depression. But with Marlene on her side now, Eleanor couldn't think of what could go wrong..

One night however, while Eleanor had stayed and kept watch of their current residence, Marlene went out hunting for food for the two of them. As she was hunting, she saw a a number of cyclops. When the cyclops had sensed her, their eyes lit intensely with hunger, and both lunged at her. Marlene did her best to fight them of, but there were to many of them she couldn't stand a chance, in the end she had been killed. Just like how Pierre had been, only, he wasn't eaten.

Eleanor grew worried, then angry, when Marlene hadn't returned. She didn't know that Marlene had been killed and assumed she had just left her here alone. The same way father had years ago.. She thought. Her sadness and bitterness soon returned, Eleanor had gone back to her old self.. the twisted rage, and breakable, like glass, yet again.

Eleanor just sat there and wept, wondering what she had done to make Marlene leave like that. A few yards away, Lady Artemis saw the weeping girl and was puzzled. There was nobody around except for her, nobody to rely on or trust. She wondered why would anybody just leave her there alone like that. So she offered her a chance to join the hunt. Now with nowhere to go, Eleanor accepted Artemis' offer.

A night after Artemis found her.. as Eleanor was sleeping, Lyssa herself appeared in her dreams. She told Eleanor that she was her real mother and she was indeed a demigod... unfortunately. Lyssa also gave her a gift, a bow and arrow, known as φρενίτιδα, meaning Frenzy. The next morning Eleanor woke up, the actual weapons were just next to her as if they were there for a while.

Eleanor, being quite adept in fighting now over the past two years, served Artemis well. And for a really long time had she stayed by Artemis' side, she gained the goddess' trust and respect and became one of her best hunters. Eleanor's attitude hadn't changed much, the bitterness was there and her thoughts were indeed twisted. She didn't show it though, most of the time.

Around the 2010's Eleanor decided to take a break. She wanted some time for herself, to get away from duties and relax. Despite that she liked going on the hunts with the other hunters, she has had her struggles, a quite a lot of times was she nearly killed. She told Artemis all of this. This slightly saddened the goddess, but it didn't surprise her much, looking at Eleanor's back story. Artemis then granted her permission and took away her immortality. She told Eleanor that she would always be welcomed back to the hunt whenever she wanted. Artemis sent Lora Mubarak, one of her hunters, to escort Eleanor to Camp Half-Blood, knowing that she would best safe there.

The End.

Weapons: φρενίτιδα, her bow and arrow.