Claiming:Camp/Xander Leighton

Name:  Xander Leighton

Age:  16

Species:  Demigod

Godly Parent:  Nike/Nemesis/Lyssa

Appearance: Xander stands at 5’8, with dark brown eyes and brown hair. He is of a slight Asian heritage, from his grandparents.

<span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Personality: <span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Xander is curious about everything. Sometimes he gets scared, but has the will to fight back. He loves things that help him in strategizing. He is a nice boy, although he might be a snob for some times.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">History: <span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Robert Leighton grew up in wealthy family, but not the loving and caring kind. As his parents, who were of some Asian heritage, were at work, his uncle was the one who took care of him. As a military commander, he brought Robert at camp trainings and drills. Robert became fond of those things. When he was fifteen, he practiced using different firearms, starting with the basic shotgun, then military stunts with the help of his uncle.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">He graduated at a military school in Britain, but moved to America with his uncle. His parents never did care, and so does he. Starting then, he had a good life. But when his uncle—who was the only one with him—died in a battle with rebels, his life went vile. At first it was good, for he had Ariana, his girlfriend. But then he saw her with some other guy in a quiet alley, cheating on him. That was what ruined him, for he loved Ariana so much.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Since that time, he started going to clubs, drink with some friends. But he kept his good moral in his job. During those times, he met Olivia, a nice girl who wants to be in the military. She had guns for practice, and was totally tough. Olivia, who became fond of Robert, immediately fell in love with him with all the times they spent out together. Robert was, too. They were so close, that time to time they visit each other at their home, sometimes under the dark of the night.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">They had walks and affairs, and Olivia never left. In their first year together, Robert wanted them to marry, since Olivia gave birth to baby boy, who they named Xander. But Olivia suggested that they would marry after some years in abroad for work, for the fear of delaying and canceling of her work in Germany. Robert agreed, and took care of Xander lovingly.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Xander grew up with his father taking care very much of him. When he was just about five months old, Olivia came back, for just short time though. With Robert missing her so much, they went out for some couple dates and everything else, with Xander under the watch of a trusted friend. Olivia soon left again after two months. Robert waited for her patiently.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Xander liked everything that is connected to military and the like. He loved playing strategic and war games with his dad, starting when he was six. That time, his mother, Olivia came home, with another child, who was a year younger than Xander, named Ryder. Olivia told Robert it was their second child, whom she bore and took care in Germany. Robert was happy, having his wife back and two sons.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">But after just three months of happiness together, Olivia soon left again, but promised she will always be there for him and the kids. Robert didn’t understand, but he knew she would come back. But she didn’t. After six years of waiting, Robert became very conscious about his partner. He tried contacting her, but no reply. Not a trace of her was seen again. This broke him one more time.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Xander and Ryder were close to each other, but have seen the rage in their father’s eyes. Robert again started drinking his loneliness out. Starting with this he became more and more vicious. He started having a go with other girls, and maltreated his sons. Both of the kids tried to calm him down every time, but no such luck.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Xander tried his best to be patient with his dad. Both of them stopped schooling and worked instead to carry their family, for their dad had lost everything he had in bets and gambles. They had a hard life, but never did their father care.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">One time, Robert saw some things he couldn’t describe in their house, and it attacked him like a hungry beast, but left him after seconds. He blamed his sons for what happened, calling them ‘sons of devils’. Sometimes he even thought they were the monsters already. For two years their life was like that. There was no defining and end to it, when Xander thought of running away.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">He told this to his brother, but that only disappointed him. “This is madness, Xander. You can’t possibly do that,” he said. But there was no stopping him. He pleaded Ryder to come, but he stayed for their dad. After a couple of days, he escaped.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">There was no telling of the things that might happen to him. He thought it was better out here in the streets, away from his father. Soon enough, an orphanage took him in. But it was worse than home.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Bullies, lack of food, strict orphanage staffs and lack of food. Xander thought of coming back to Ryder, but he already had made a choice. One time he decided to go out for a while, away from the noisy life in the orphanage. That was an unusual time for him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">He was out away from people, which is difficult for New York was always fully crowded. He stayed by a beach, feeling the breeze. There was no one around, a miracle. But he heard a slithering sound and a hissing one after. He thought it was just a snake. He turned around, and saw the weirdest thing in his whole life.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">A woman, but with snake tails for legs (which was a dracanae). This stunned him for a while before it started chasing him. Scared, he ran, fearing that it might get him. It had, and a second before it jabbed him with a dagger it was holding, it burst into golden powder. Terrified, he looked around slowly, and saw another woman, obviously older, clutching a gleaming bronze sword in her hands. She smiled, and started to speak when Xander ran.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">He just ran, not knowing where he was going. He had hitchhiked, which left him far from the New York proper, far away from the orphanage. He tried not to think about it. After a couple of days in the streets, a nun from an orphanage took him in. This time, it was silent. Too silent and disciplined. He thought it was driving him mad.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">He stayed there for a year. The memories of last time went back to him. The monster, the woman, her sword. Whatever it was, he pushed it aside. Then a strong wind rushed in the sleeping quarters, blowing the curtains and blankets. Xander tried to sleep. As he was to lie down, he felt something cold beneath him, something gleaming. He took it, thinking it was a shard of some glass. When he pulled the blanket above it, he was shocked to see a long and bronze blade lying on his bed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Xander started to call someone, but a screeching sound interrupted him. Curious about everything, he went out, this time with the sword. In the backyard were weirder things. Two winged thingies that looks like women (which were harpies). One cawed and dove for him. Instincts made him move. He sliced his sword in front of him, finishing the chicken lady in a second, turning it into gold dust. Xander realized it was the same thing that had happened a year ago. This couldn’t be happening again, he thought. Just like the other one, it dove, but he slashed, not much difference from the first.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">With all of this, he left the sword and ran away again. He’d been in a lot of orphanages, jumping and jumping away. The sword reappeared every time beside him, and there were more monsters that came for him. One time it was the same chicken girl. Then a flock of scary birds (Stymphalian birds), where he only killed few and ran away.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Because of all these things, he had arrived at Long Island. The moment he was there, a guy introduced himself and asked him if he had a sword. Xander was surprised, and asked the guy how he knew, to which the guy smiled and just walked away. Curious, he followed him, until they reached a forest, in which they went deeper in. The guy suddenly took his pants off, and to Xander’s surprise, legs of a goat appeared. He searched for his sword, and remembered he left it in the last place he’s been. But as if responding, it reappeared in his hands, and he pointed it at the guy, asking a lot of things.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">The guy just laughed, and told him everything he needs to know about. He told Xander about demigods, and that Xander was a demigod, and he was a satyr. He told Xander about Camp Half-Blood, a safe haven for demigods. He kept explaining while walking, they reached the camp in a matter of minutes. He led Xander in, and explained a lot more things.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Xander almost didn’t believe, but he saw people near his age showing off their fighting skills. Some was controlling water and quickly making grass go. That made him believe. The satyr told him about the monsters, to which Xander agreed he had fought.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">He decided to stay, wishing his brother was here, and might me in danger any time now. He asked the satyr if he could go to his brother and bring him here, but the satyr replied, “You can only go back once you’re ready. This is not that easy as you think, Xander. Patience will help.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;border:1ptnonewindowtext;padding:0in;">Xander took the satyr’s reply, and promised to do his best for his brother.

<p class="MsoNormal">Weapon: A Celestial bronze sword that reappears everytime it is away from him

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