Claiming:Camp/Holly Hitherton

Name: Holly Hitherton Age: 14 years old Godly Parent: Hades/Apollo/Hephaestus Mortal Parent: Carylle Hitherton Appearance: WIP Personality:
 * In general, Holly has a tomboyish persona. She can be extremely annoying and talkative sometimes and she babbles often something that relates to paranormal activity such as the Supernatural show. She's adventurous, daring and always head-on. She has this notion of, "I act before I think." Rooted from her mother's trait of being a music lover, she loves to sing as well and play funeral and scary music often. One thing that's weird about her, despite her outgoing and daring nature, she likes darkness. She hates the sunlight to be exact and claims it to be "Blinding."

History:
 * As a daughter of Apollo, my mother, Carylle, was a prodigy in the field of medicine. Mom specializes general surgery. So how exactly did my mother conceived me? The answer, according to her 'romantic tale' with my Dad, was in a funeral of her mother (my grandmother). Grieved with sorrow and loss of her loved ones---siblings and mother due to death and friends who turned against her---Mom tried to attempt suicide and end her own life.


 * Well, that is before this 'ridiculously handsome' man saved her from jumping off a cliff. They tried to talk it off that it is wrong to attempt suicide. It took a couple of coaxing and a few days at the rehab center and sessions with a psychiatrist. But afterwards, they eventually fell in love with each other, spent the night after dating several times, and lo and behold---I was conceived.


 * Dad left though, the moment Mom told him about my existence in her womb. He left to work by the mines in Appalachia. But after a week, it was reported that there was an accident that occurred in the mines and found no survivors. Mom said she hated life after his death yet she thrived for me, her last hope.


 * I grew up with her in Las Vegas. We moved away from Appalachia once Dad died. My childhood was pretty much like any other kids, carefree and naïve. But I was later diagnosed with ADHD and dylexia. And as I grew up, Mom was acting weirder every day. She lies so worse than me. I knew she was hiding something but I wasn't too curious to find out what she was hiding from me until I started to notice something . . . crooked in my being.


 * I suddenly started to see ghosts when I turned eleven. Mom kept assuring me that I'm simply hallucinating. When I was twelve, I don't know why but I kept on ending up in random places after blacking out then after a couple of 'teleportation', I collapse and faint in exhaustion. The feeling was bizarre and so supernatural. Something's wrong. I didn't told Mom about this.


 * Time came when I caught Mom after school on our backyard unexpectedly 'murdering' some poor Doberman with a bow and bronze arrows. She looked wild and scared. I was totally in shock for a twelve year old that one Doberman lunged at me then disintegrated. Mom told me to look closer and my eyes saw a huge dark ferocious dog. She killed the rest then explained everything to me in one night. She's a half human and half-god and a daughter of Apollo, Dad was Hades and I'm half-god too. She said she had suspicions it was Hades she dated before I was born. She admits she knew who Dad was and she knew loving a god would seal the fate of their children. And told me about Camp Half Blood.


 * At first, I didn't understand and I kept on denying the truth until we were attacked again by a flock of harpies. And you know what Mom gave me for the fight? A rubber band a gift from her Dad, Apollo. But it was indeed useful once I knew how to activate it. It turned into a bow and together, we fought them off. I wasn't much of an archer but I do had Mom's innate keen eye and accuracy. I pretty much shot in random directions but we managed to fend them off.


 * Mom didn't want me to go to camp yet. She wasn't with me for almost three thirds of my twelve years of existence so she kept me for another year until we couldn't handle the attacks when I was thirteen. Mom's first boyfriend, Cole, another demigod helped us out every attacks the moment he heard about it from Mom. He even helped us get to camp after a series of near-life-and-death situations. Despite the fact I'd love to hate his cocky persona, I had to admit, he loved us like a family until his death defending us at the foot of Half-Blood Hill.

Weapon: A rubber band that transforms into a bow when blown upon and later, a spear at camp