Claiming:Camp/Hugo Bane

Name: Hugo Bane

Gender: Male

God Parent: Hades, Thanatos, Deimos

Mortal Parent: Emilia Bane

Appearance: Picture

Personality: Like most children of Hades, Hugo has an enigmatic attitude with a morbid and macabre sense of humor. It's a rare sight to see him laugh or smile at all, although it is common for him to appear as if deep in thought, as he is on numerous occasions. He enjoys reading, but sees it as a simple interest of his rather than a hobby. He's a wanderer that ends up in places without realizing it, which means it's quite easy for him to get lost whether or not he is aware of it. He despises staying in one place at once, which could imply an adventurous persona to his ego, but he denies this fact with disgust.

It takes a while for him to become friends with others as he hardly knows of the experience of friendship. His social status is that of a loner's as no one would approach him previously during school as he acted both hostile and sullen; traits he still upholds. While he may be, or at least attempt to play the part of a finer person than he was before, it's difficult for him to associate himself with people as he knew the dead better than he knew the living even while his years as a child as he literally grew up surrounded with the corpses of the fallen and the expired.

He's slightly apathetic and depressive, but during strange times, he can make an appropriate punchline. Nevertheless, chances of that occurring have the same rarity of a grin of his. He dislikes getting in trouble or tied up in someone's affairs, but due to being a demigod, most of the time it finds him, ironically enough. To others who recently meet him, he may seem like an enigma of some kind; a mysterious mystic. His head is full of dark thoughts, but somewhere inside there, there surely is a lonesome boy who longs for company.

History: Matilda Bane was born and raised on the necropolis town of Colma, California, a place famous for the cemeteries it dedicated itself to. Matilda herself owned a graveyard, thanks to her grandfather's heritage, and worked there as a grave digger. She was well-liked by the other residents as well, and never found herself alone in spite of the many corpses and cadavers that surrounded her during her daily life. She lived in a small house near the burial grounds in order to make sure she didn't have to make long trips back and forth to the bone yard, as she was never one who enjoyed moving around often.

She's seen a lot of weird things during her time, but her encounter with Hades by far bested them all. It was rainy day outside, so Matilda entered the building dripping wet. After hanging her coat, she slowly walked towards the morgue, only to find somebody already there. She stood there, alarmed and surprised by the appearance of the stranger. He had sharp and dignified features, and by proper defining by her, he was handsome with a stark loneliness in his eyes. She had met a lot of men in her life, but none of them had swoon her over like the unknown person near her. Unbeknownst to her, this man was the in reality the Greek god of the Underworld, Hades, who had come to visit the town of Colma's cemeteries, where the dead outnumbered the living by the numbers.

Turning his head suddenly, as if sensing Matilda's presence, she suddenly jerked, which caused her to fall flat on the ground. She groaned as the man watched her in amusement, but in slight annoyance as well. He walked up to her fallen figure, and brought down his hand; a gesture signifying he wanted to aid her in hoisting her up. With a flush in her cheeks, she accepted this motion of his, as he helped her stand.

As soon as her feet were carefully planted on the ground once more, she suddenly asked why the man whose identity she did not know had decided to drop by her cemetery, and without informing the owner as well. She never expects company, so she always makes sure someone makes an appointment before appearing out of the blue. But the man only smiled. It was a cold grin, that gave off a vibe of darkness. But Matilda was too flustered and mesmerized to notice. He claimed he was a simple tourist who lost his way, and somehow ended up where they now stood.

Although inside Matilda doubted this, she knew it still was not a rare thing to hear of such a story, as it would not be the first time something like that occurred. She sighed, and decided to believe the outsider, before recommending he should leave before night arrived. According to her, nightfall was an horrendous time to be around the decomposing carcasses, as they were a miserable sight and horror. Hades shrugged, he didn't appear to mind.

Hades left after the rain stopped, although he promised Matilda he might come again. He enjoyed her company, or so he claimed.

The next day, he actually did arrive, but this time at the front of Matilda's door instead of the cemetery. She thought this was odd, considering she had never told him where she lived, but quickly shrugged off her unease when she thought to herself that perhaps someone had told him where she was based.

The two of them went out for drinks, and stayed out for much of the night, until they had arrived back to Matilda's quarters. In contrast with her drunkenness, Hades was unsurprisingly sober, but this meant nothing to her as they slept together.

Matilda woke up that morning, sober once again and the freedom of drank away from her system. Hades was gone as well, and although she had waited for him to return, he never did. And never would. He did, however, leave something behind to remind Matilda of his existence. She was pregnant at 36 with her first child, and on top her clothing cabinet, was a lustrous onyx ring.

She had mixed feelings discovering this. At first she was angry, than depressive, until she finally accepted she now had the responsibility of a mother. After 8 months, she gave birth to her son Hugo, who was named after her great-grandfather, on April 29th 1998.

Hugo was considered an enigmatic child the moment he grew up. As his mother was still supposed to work, she often brought him to the cemetery, so he grew up surrounded by the bodies of the dead. As such, he found himself completely unafraid of death in general, and hardly ever bothered worrying about his own demise. This also led to the other kids to fear him, as he would usually act morbid and hostile to whoever approached him.

He slacked off in class thanks to his dyslexia, and could hardly stay still, being diagnosed with ADD as well. His teachers considered him a scoundrel, while his classmates thought of him as a freak. As such, he was constantly alone, and took comfort in solitude.

His mother, sadly enough, could never get over Hades and would often bring unknown men to their house. Hugo noticed this, and because of disgust, he resented his mother in spite of all the things she has done for him.

But that wasn't even all the chaos in his life. It was during his age as a nine year old that he encountered his first monster. It was a hellhound, that snarled as it approached him. He was at the park, with numbers of witnesses, although none seemed to notice the beast except for he. He was frightened of course; not for fear of dying, but because of the unknown the savage fiend brought along with it. And yet, terrifyingly enough, he felt as if the existence of said monster made valid sense.

He ran as fast as he could until ending up in an empty alleyway. He was trapped. The monster appeared before him once more, and as it charged him, Hugo screamed. And during that moment of mayhem, a hand erupted from the earth, until a fully-armed skeletal warrior appeared from the ground. In it's other hand, it held a spear, which it promptly threw at the monster. It burst into dust almost immediately, and the undead being went back into the earth as Hugo fell to the ground, unconscious and strangely enough, exhausted. He was saved moments later by a young couple who heard his screech, that later led to them bringing him to a hospital, until he was picked up by Matilda.

Hugo knew what happened was the reality of things. it seemed too real; too right. It was as if it that encounter was destined to happen. He figured something was wrong with him, that he held a gift of some sort. He started exploring his powers, and little by little, he managed to understand who he really was.

Naturally of course, this only led to more monster attacks, but Hugo had learned to summon undead and use his other powers in order to kill them. At first, they were all minor monsters; weak things that could easily be sent back to whatever domain they were from. But overtime, the monsters that appeared grew stronger, and defeating them started becoming difficult.

His mother died of illness when he was fifteen. It came suddenly, and without warning as well. He hadn't cried during her funeral, as he played with her ring, until he was approached by a man by the name of Osias Herb who claimed to be his great-uncle who he now live with. He had never known about the existence of his great-uncle, or that he had one in the first place, it was as if he was placed in an uncharted world. None of his relatives seemed bothered by the appearance of Osias however, so he knew he had to go along with it.

That night, while going to Osias' house, he suddenly said they were going to take a plane to New York. Arching an eyebrow, Hugo had looked at Osias with uncertainty, who explained he would explain everything during the trip.

It was then on the plane he learned he really did have no great-uncle, and that Osias wasn't even human. He was a satyr, a so-called mythical creature that was sent to find people like Hugo. Demigods. He told them they were going to a place called Camp Half-Blood, a safe haven where he was to train for survival, and he also told him of the gods and how he, Osias, ended up finding Hugo. Apparently, his allure was so strong, satyrs could sense it from long distances away. The same also applied for monsters. He had lasted well for years, but most likely he would've been killed had Osias not found him.

He also learned that his mother's ring was an enchanted weapon that took the mobile form of a ring, and that it's true form was a Xiphos, an Ancient Greek double-edged sword; a gift from his father. They had encountered various monsters during the trip, but Hugo had no problem slaying them until they ended up at their ultimate destination. Camp Half-Blood, where he was claimed as a son of Hades.

Weapons: Xiphos