Claiming:Camp/Aliyah Smith

Name:Aliyah Smith

Gender:Female

Age: 16

Mortal Parent: Jason Smith

God Parent: Hecate, Nike, Apate

Species: Demigod

Appearance:

Personality: She's a down to earth, smart *ss, tough chick. She doesn't play around and she always has her friends backs. She quickly learns from her mistakes.Although she's not book smart she is street smart.Although she is very straightforward, she can also be very secretive. Sometimes it seems like she knows something when she really doesn't.

History: My name is Aaliyah, and no I'm not named after the singer. My dad's name is Jason, Jason Smith. My dad has always been really into the whole zodiac sign and tarot card reading thing, which is how he met my mom. He had just moved from New York to New Orleans and he was in search for a true oracle. He went to many places, but most women seemed like hoax. He was going to give up when he met my mom. My dad says she was captivating, and he was so engrossed with marveling at her beauty that he'd miss his whole card reading. She noticed his stares and took him out for a drink. They talked, got drunk, and pulled a one nighter.

The next day she was gone and nowhere to be found. Dad went to her shop, but it was empty as if it never existed. Some months later when he got back from school (he was studying to become a doctor in chinese medicine) he found a baby in a basket on his doorstep. In the basket with the baby was a paper with the name Aaliyah and a letter. The letter explained to my dad who she really was and what that meant for me. It also had the directions to camp on it and two charcoal black rings that were to be given to me on my twelfth birthday. After my dad graduated he moved back to new york, with me of course. My dad raised me well. I loved sports and martial arts. So I played soccer, basketball (of course), softball, and volleyball. I took jiu jitsu and muay thai competing in matches as well.My dad had warned me about monsters attacking when I got older, so he wanted me to be prepared. I also loved working in my dad's herb garden even though I didn't have a green thumb. In school I wasn't the smartest girl in the class. I was diagnosed with Dyslexia and ADHD at age ten and I still haven't overcome it. I wasn't very popular either, in fact people were kind of scared of me. Elementary school went by in a blur of teacher yelling at me, detentions/suspensions, and kids crying because of me. Middle school... well middle school was when life started to get interesting. You see, I grew up in Morris Heights. A neighborhood in The South Bronx of New York. But in middle school I moved to to Bronxdale which is in the Northeast Bronx. Everyone in my original neighborhood knew who I was and knew not to mess with me. Sadly in my new neighborhood my rep didn't get transferred like it did with my school. So of course, because I was a new kid on the block, a group of imbecile kids (3 kids to be exact) decided to try and jump me. Not surprisingly at all, I beat their butts. After that no one messed with me. I was glad that this neighborhood wasn't filled with hard headed fools. In school the teachers were prepared for the worst of me and acted like they knew me already. Just to make them feel stupid the whole year of sixth grade I acted like an angel. Well... up until the last day of school. The very last day (May 31) when I made twelve a gang called the Black Spades invited me to join. I was stupid and hadn't realized that gangs were for punks, so I joined. Most people would have had to go through an initiation beat down, but those kids who had tried to jump me when I first moved into the neighborhood were apparently part of the gang. So, because I was able to beat them up I was welcomed with warm arms and no beat down. On my way home from where I was welcomed into the gang, a hellhound attacked me. I didn't know what it was, at first I thought it was a a great dane that had gone mad; but when I saw it's eyes, I knew it was one of the monsters my dad had told me about. Lucky for me, that morning as a birthday gift, pops gave me those two rings I told you about earlier. He explained how they worked and as soon as I clapped my hands together causing the rings to make contact; I had a pair of dual cb swords, just like he said I would. It was a lot of work and I ended up with a lot of bruises and scratches, but I showed that hell hound who was boss. When I got home and I told my dad what had occurred he looked at me with pride; not knowing that moments before the monster attacked me I had joined a gang. The summer went by with a breeze and the beginning of seventh grade was good too. I was still trying to be an angel and do good in school. Towards the middle of seventh grade was when things started going downhill. My gang had gotten caught up in a turf war and of course I had to participate. I had begun slipping with the angel act in school and at 1:45 pm it was gone completely. I walked out in the middle of class and hurried to get at the meeting spot before the clock striked 2. The teachers tried to call me back but I ignored them and just kept walking. I arrived right on time and the faught began. I was doing good protecting myself and my gang buddies; but then the the cops showed up just as I shanked some chick in the stomach. I figured that either someone snitched, or my teachers called the police since it's illegal to play hookie. I was arrested and put in juvie for two years. My past record didn't help me out, neither did my cruel judge, but my amazing lawyer did. My dad was extremely angry and ashamed of me. Even so, he always came to visit. A week after my detainment a new "kid" came in. She was butt ugly and had two snake tales for legs. I now learned that they're called Scythian Dracnae... or is it Echidna?Any way that thing came in and as soon as she,it,whatever saw me, I received a big toothy grin. This ticked me off and I couldn't wait to turn it to dust. Not too long after we got into a "fight". She fought well, but all my training and instinct kicked in; making her fighting not good enough. It took some time, but I was able to defeat her. By the time the officers got to us... it was just me and some dust.Sadly this added onto my time, whatever the guards and inmates had seen apparently it wasn't good. A year later another freak came along. It looked just like the last one but only one snake tail and it was posing as a guard. When it was "lights out" she decided to go in for the kill, but I was prepared. Causing a lot of ruckus and earning a lot of bruises I killed her. This also added to my time there, once again I have no idea what the guards and inmates had seen but I'm guessing it wasn't good, on the bright side I did discover one of my powers. Even so, in total I had six extra months added to my time there.A week later a satrys came also posing as a guard. She would've taken me to camp sooner, but she had no idea on how to get me out of the juvenile detention center. As months went by more monsters came (2 to be exact). Both of them were petty little things, but by the end of my second year I got a whole twelve months added to my time. I'm still positive that wasn't legal, but no one pays attention to those types of things.Plus whatever the guards had seen may have made it legal.

On my last year I didn't have any attacks until the very end. Right when I finally got out a cyclops attacked me. My satrys, Melody and I tried to outrun it, but it was impossible. Luckily, my dad was on his way to get me, so we had a ride to get away. He drove quickly, heading towards camp. He dropped us off near the camp gates, but not close enough. As soon as we got out of the car that damn cyclops had caught up.

I told my dad to hurry and leave, I didn't need him getting hurt while I dealt with this one eyed freak. But, instead Melody told me to run and hurry.Let me tell you now, I only ran because I thought she was going to run with me. But by the time I was almost to the gates I heard her screams and realized she had risked her life for me. I walked into camp feeling weak and ashamed, even though I was immediately claimed by my mom.

Weapons:CB dual swords

RAAAAWR! I'm a mighty kitten! Oops! No I'm not, I'm just Astrid  22:44, June 27, 2013 (UTC) (Also this character will use a bc spot)