Contest:Half-Blood in History Contest/2013 Archives

Onyx
Basic Info= Name: Icarus of Sparta

Personality= WIP Appearance= History= In 1206 B.C., a spartan maiden, by the name of Alcina, was extremely ill. On what was to be her death bed, her mother prayed to the god Apollo to save her from her ailness. Apollo answered this prayer, granting Alcina a long life. As she was out and about, recovering, she met a loving man. While she was with him, she had eeverything she could want; health, possessions and, after 6 long months of togetherness, they sired a child, and named him Icarus.

Icarus grew as many spartan boys did. In his military training, Icarus excelled. He was top of his group, having the ability to best his mentors in a sparring match when he was 14. When he turned 16 though, he managed to fake being a 20 year old man, and got shipped to Troia to take part in the Trojan war. While he was stationed in Troy, Aneas, his commander, was found turned to stone. With lack of a commander, Icarus never saw the real horrors of war, but he managed to be picked for placement in the Trojan Horse.

A month before the plan was to be carried out, Icarus received a dream from his father. Apollo, though not telling him that he was Icarus' father, gave Icarus information saying a great hardship was on its way to Icarus. Later the next day, as Icarus was jogging along a trail, he came across a dead body. The body was lacking skin, and had been completely drained of blood. Disgusted, Icarus rushed back to his battalion, and begged the gods for the name of the person the body belonged to. As he exited the prayer tent, the tent dedicated the his closest mate caught fire spontaneously. Icarus took this to mean the body was his closest mate, and was enraged. He prayed once more to Apollo and Artemis, asking for good health and a good hunt, then set out to find this murderer.

The first thing he should do, he decided, was to check out the scene where he found the body. When he reached it, he was surprised to find the body gone, with only a spartan helmet and a bronzen javelin and xiphos. Believing this was another gift from the gods, Icarus replaced his equipment with the ones he found, then walked farther along the trail. As he walked, he noticed his feet made no sounds when he walked, nor did his armour clank. Possessions= WIP

Bird
Basic Info= Name:Nayra Capac (aka Nala Cardew) Age: 17 (physically) 906 (mentally and biologically) Family: Personality:Nayra is fun to be around, having the combination of beauty and brains. She is wise beyond her years, and always tries to please people she likes. She wants to find love, after seeing the way it affected people over history. Nayra is also very headstrong, but in a subtle way, and will strive to get what she wants in the most morally correct manner. She has no self-inhibitions when it comes to her appearance, and is comfortable in her own skin. Appearance: Possessions: From top to bottom:The llama statue that was placed at Nayra's burial site and then retrieved by Hades; Nayra's scimitar, Inti, who she named after the sun god the Inca people worshipped; Nayra's scimitar as a bracelet. Part 1= Part 1: Inca Princess "She is our gift from the gods, she is our sign to a better future." Manco Capac was a god. Or at least his people thought so. He exuded power and magic, and had created the Inca Empire through his own work, sweat and tears. His people had believed him when he chose Cusco as the heart of the Inca Empire because his alleged father, the sun god Inti, had told him so. He taught his people to build homes, make weapons and grow plants. His people had been awed, and decided Manco would be their king. So, in Cusco he sat, the first Sapa Inca, the first of many to come. He had married is sister, Mama Ocllo, and they were expecting a child together. But something was missing in his life. There was a woman who would often visit Cusco, a woman who named herself Qullana (Hecate). Manco desperately wanted her, and he believed she would fulfill his deires. Qullana was attracted to Manco as well, and they had a secret affair that lasted only a week, as Qualla soon disappeared. Manco felt whole, and continued to rule the Empire with his wife unaware of his adultery. Nine months later, in 1107, Manco had built up Cusco to a grand city and Mama Ocllo had given birth to a baby boy, who they named Sinchi Roca. His life was perfect, until a messenger arrived at his house bearing a baby girl and the message that Qullana was truly the goddess of magic, Hecate, and that the baby was his. Manco fully believed that he had seduced a goddess as a reward for the fine empire he had built, and the child was his godly daughter. He believed that, to ensure the well-being of his Empire, he would have to sacrifice his daughter when she was of the right age.Manco told Mama Ocllo of the gift they had received in the form of his godly daughter, and she agreed that it would be a grand sacrifice to worship the gods. They named the child Nayra and raised her to be as innocent and pure as possible. Nayra’s mother, Hecate, began watching her from time to time on Olympus as she was only the second child she had sired, the first being Circe. She had no idea of the sinister plans Manco and Mama were harbouring for Nayra. Manco and Mama Ocllo raised Nayra and Sinchi differently. Manco trained Sinchi to be the next Sapa Inca, and Mama raised Nayra away from all the difficulties and impurities of life in the Empire, feeding her only corn and choosing only select innocent village children to play with her. When Nayra turned five, Manco led her up to the highest point in Cusco, to an altar on the top of the mountain. At the top, he tried to explain to Nayra that she was going to die to help the Empire. Nayra didn’t want to die, and she started crying. She tried running away, but Mama Ocllo caught her and dragged her to the altar and sat her on it. In one dramatic sweep, Manco brought the sacrificial knife across Nayra’s throat, and her head lolled, lifeless, onto the stone altar. Hecate missed the moment of Nayra’s death, but saw enough to realise her daughter had been killed by her own father. In the Underworld, Hades had also noticed Nayra's death and thought it premature, so restored Nayra in the Underworld, flesh, bones and memories. Hecate rushed to the Underworld, making sure not to be seen by Nayra, and struck a bargain with Hades. Nayra could stay in the Underworld with him until Hecate decided the world was safe for Nayra again. Hades agreed and so Nayra began her life in the Underworld.
 * Hecate (mother)
 * Manco Capac (Father)
 * Sinchi Roca (Half-Brother)
 * Mama Ocllo (Step-Mother)
 * Alice Cardew (adoptive mother)

Part 2= Part 2: Influence At first, Hades treated Nayra as a slave, having her look after Cerberus and shine his palace floor daily, but eventually he softened, and began treating Nayra as his own daughter. He told her stories of the Gods and trained her to use weapons. She got her own bedroom in the palace, and Hades let her visit Elysium. Nayra’s body never aged, but her mind and soul did. She began to grow into her powers as a child of Hecate, and when she asked Hades what was happening to her, he told her how the Gods often consorted with mortals and conceived children who were half-God and half-mortal. Nayra understood, and trained with her powers for two hundred years, until Hades offered her a proposition. He told her that the Sapa Inca Pachacuti had recently set off on a solo journey to try and reach enlightenment and closer association with the sun god Inti, but had died on his way through the Andes. Hades explained how his soul had already passed to the Underworld, but his body was still in fine form, and could be inhabited by Nayra’s soul if she wished it. Nayra, although used to her home in the Underworld, yearned to see the living world again. She accepted the proposition and took control of Pachacuti’s body. During her time in Pachacuti’s body, Nayra expanded the Inca Empire and redefined the political system. She grew to accept the fact of her role as a sexually active alpha male, and sired a child, whom she named Tupac. As a gift to the Gods to show her appreciation of their kindness, Nayra ordered for a grand palace to be built near Cusco for the gods. The Inca people, thinking Nayra meant the Inca gods, happily obliged, and, seven months later, the great Machu Picchu appeared. Nayra left the palace empty for the gods, but surrounded it with a sacred village where llamas, the Inca’s sacred animal, could graze amongst the most pure and respectful villagers. Eventually, Nayra decided it was time for Pachacuti to die, and moved back to the Underworld. In the Underworld, Nayra slept for ages, waking in the Renaissance, when Hades explained to her how the Inca empire she had helped build had fallen. Nayra was deeply saddened, and returned to her slumber, but not before training again with new weapons, and catching up on the world's history. Nayra slept for hundreds more years, even sleeping up to the 1990s. Up on Olympus, Hecate was frustrated. She had forgotten something important to her, but she couldn't remember what. Suddenly it came to her. A daughter! She had a daughter in the Underworld, waiting for her. But she couldn't bring her back into the world directly, so she sent a letter to Nayra. Nayra was sleeping calmly when Hermes woke her up with a letter. It read as follows; Daughter, ''For too long you have slept. I had admittedly forgotten about you until recently, and understand you have grown to the best of your ability in that body. I am proud of you. But it is time to start afresh. At the completion of this letter, your memory will be wiped and you will be taken back into the world, and raised by a loving family. I will return your memories to you over time, but you should be innocent for as long as possible. Hermes will attach a bracelet to your wrist. It was made for you by Hades. Don't question it until you have your memories back. It will transform to your touch in battle when the time comes. Farewell my child.'' Before Nayra could protest, her mind went blank and she blacked out.

Part 3= Part 3: New Beginnings Nala was raised in an orphanage until the age of five, when Ms Alice Cardew adopted her. Alice treated Nala well, enrolling her in a private school in upstate New York, and supporting her with extra tutoring and support when Nala was diagnosed with dyslexia and ADHD. Nala had a fine childhood up until the point, when she was twelve, when her class had to do a presentation on an ancient civilisation. Nala was picked to study the Inca Empire, and she had happily accepted. But when she began studying the Empire, and reading about the great Sapa Incas Manco Capac and Pachacuti, her head began throbbing, and figments of lost memories would haunt her. At one point during the research, something in her mind broke, and Nala screamed, remembering her past years and everything she had gone through. She remembered her true name, Nayra, and her mother, the Greek goddess Hecate wiping her memory so she could live an unburdened life. She remembered Hades, and his stories about the gods and goddesses, and she remembered building Machu Picchu as Pachacuti. Most importantly, she remembered her father murdering her, spilling her blood on ancient stone. From that moment on, Nayra was distraught. From time to time, she would remember something new, like the Renaissance, and the memories would bring her to her knees. She never told Alice, thinking she would send her to a mental hospital, and knowing that she had been kind to Nayra through all these years. two years after she got her first memories back, Nayra was attacked by a harpy. Nayra had been walking home from school, when a woman had come up behind her and pulled into a dark alleyway. The woman began transforming, and Nayra screamed and ran. The woman, now an ugly human sized chicken, chased Nayra as she sprinted through the streets of New York. Remembering her training with Hades, nayra threw small magic fireballs at the harpy, hoping to burn it, but with no success, as the harpy dodged each one. Nayra kept running and running, continuously throwing fireballs, until she reached the apartment where she and Alice lived, slamming the door into the face of the harpy. After she was sure the harpy wasn't at the door anymore, Nayra curled up into a ball on the carpet and tried to remember more of her past. As she was rocking back and forth, trying to remember, it came to her. Nayra held up her wrist, examining the gold and jade bracelet it had held since she had been at the orphanage. She tried tapping it, but nothing happened. Nayra frowned, and then it came to her, the bracelet would only react in battle. Pleased with herself, Nayra went on with life. When Nayra turned sixteenth birthday, all her friends had a huge party to celebrate. They hired a lion tamer and a few circus performers, and rented a huge marquee. They held the party in Central Park, and over 100 people came. Nayra was smiling the entire night until the party ended and the circus performers were packing up. The lion tamer was just closing the latch on the lions cage, when it burst out and leapt towards Nayra. As it came bounding towards her, its form shifted, changing into that of a huge black dog, a hellhound. Nayra tapped her bracelet and it grew into long, bronzen scimitar, with a moonstone handle and gemstones adorning the hilt. She was surprised at the change, but nevertheless charged at the hellhound. As it neared to her, the hellhound pawed lunged at Nayra, slicing open the skin on her right shoulder. With her back to the hellhound, Nayra could still see it, and quickly swung around and sliced the hellhound down the middle, turning it to golden dust. Alice didn't see the attack happen, but when Nayra returned home from her party with her shoulder wounded, she took he to the hospital to be cleaned up. Alice believed that Nayra was being stalked, so for the next year she kept a close eye on her, making sure she wasn't harmed again. When Nayra turned 17, Alice received a text message from her workmate telling her to meet him at Long Island for a picnic with Nayra. They both arrived safely and whilst Alice and her co-worker were chatting, Nayra explored the woods of Long island, stumbling across the entrance to camp. She walked through the entrance and looked across the set up of camp. She saw people milling about below her and knew that this place was special to her somehow. She left to tell Alice about the Camp and organised to be dropped there again the next day, hoping the people there would accept her. As Nayra walked through the entrance to Camp the next day, she was claimed by Hecate. Event= The Inca Empire or Inka Empire (Quechua: Tawantinsuyu) was the largest empire in pre-Columbian America. The administrative, political and military center of the empire was located in Cusco in modern-day Peru. The Inca civilization arose from the highlands of Peru sometime in the early 13th century.

From 1438 to 1533, the Incas used a variety of methods, from conquest to peaceful assimilation, to incorporate a large portion of western South America, centered on the Andean mountain ranges, including, besides Peru, large parts of modern Ecuador, western and south central Bolivia, northwest Argentina, north and central Chile, and a small part of southern Colombia into a state comparable to the historical empires of Eurasia.

The official language of the empire was Quechua, although hundreds of local languages and dialects of Quechua were spoken. The Inca referred to their empire as Tawantinsuyu which can be translated as The Four Regions or The Four United Provinces.

Yugi
Basic Info= Name:Anatoly Banin Age:16 (physically), 66 (biologically)  Family:  Personality= WIP Appearance=
 * Harmonia (Godly parent)
 * Vladimir Banin (father)
 * Olga Banin (aunt)
 * Milano Banin (mortal brother, now deceased)
 * Harmonia's Cabin (demigod siblings)

Migs
Basic Info= Name: Penelope "Quinn" Larsen

Age: 18 (physically) 118 (biologically)

Family:  Personality= WIP Appearance=
 * Messalina Larsen (Mother)
 * Aristaeus (Father)
 * Florencia Adriana (Aunt)
 * Roger Franklin (Ex-Spouse)
 * Caserin Franklin (Daughter)

Kookoo
Basic Info= Name:Elizabeth Margaret Shelton

Age: 16 (physically) 253(biologically)

Family:  Personality= "She's sweet as honey on the outside but more stubborn than a mule on the inside"
 * Sir Richard Shelton (Father)
 * Aglaea (Mother)
 * Mary Shelton née Willson (Step Mother)
 * Abigail Shelton (Half Sister)
 * James Shelton (Half Brother)
 * Margaret Shelton(Half Sister)
 * Anne Shelton (Half Sister)
 * Richard Shelton(Half Brother)

Elizabeth is a typical Colonial American gentlewoman. She is sweet, quiet and gracious, on the outside that is. Inside, Elizabeth is fierce, wild, outspoken and stubborn, something that was clearly frowned upon on women during those times. She was clearly a girl ahead of the times. Elizabeth, known as Lizzie, is a fierce Loyalist like the rest of her family. She often feels different from her younger siblings, James, Margaret, Anne and Richard since she had a different mother.Over the years, Lizzie’s personality and attitude changed with every passing year, decade and century. Now in the 2010s, Lizzie has left the Hunters and is now aging again and has come to Camp. Her attitude right now is quite the same during the 1700s. She’s also good in singing, playing the guitar and piano. Reading books is now a very good pastime to her, which before she thought was a lifeless pastime. Beware if you tease or be rude to Lizzie, the sweet, kind and gentle nature is only a mask to her real self. She’s still the same colonial girl with a rude, stubborn and wild attitude. Appearance=

Shady
Basic Info= Name: Gwenaelle "Gwen" Fontaine Age: 16 (physically), 232 (biologically) Family: Pierre Fontaine (Father) Harmonia (Mother) Caroline Monet (Aunt) Henri Monet (Cousin) Liesel Monet (Cousin) Belle Monet (Cousin) Personality= Gwenaella is a quiet girl though she’s willing to fight for what she believes in. She’s normally a calm, shy and peaceful girl but, if you get on her nerves she’ll be ready to declare war. She respects anyone who as more power than her or is older than her and she’s very loyal to her friends and family. She’s also stubborn and hates it when people talk about her behind her back. She personally hates herself for not being able to keep the king, queen and her family alive and it’s very hard to get close to her personally. Appearance=

Gruff
Basic Info= Name:Aaron Miller (Modern Name) Benjamin Zimmermann (Real Name) Age:16 (physically), 83 (biologically)  Family: Ovid Zimmermann (Twin Brother) Abigail Zimmerman (Sister) Fritz Zimmerman (Father) Greta Zimmerman (Mother) Thanatos (Biological Father) Personality= Aaron is a tough guy even though he's pretty depressed by the death of all of his family. He tries to be upbeat but sometimes he just breaks down. He's pretty isolated and doesn't like making a lot of friends just encase they leave him. Appearance=

Wai
Basic Info= Name: Li Dongfeng

Age:: 18 (Physically), 89 (Biologically)

Family: Limos - Mother, Li Wei - Father

Personality= Dongfeng is cool and level-headed and at first sight, he does not appear to be traumatized or psychologically damaged by the Massacre he had witnessed. He does his best to remain stoic. He doesn't talk much about his past. Possessions=

Appearance= WIP History=

"KILL ALL CAPTIVES"

Li Chen, a librarian and a scholar working at the University of Nanking (Nanjing) met a young woman about his age, Fa Ming. This lady wanted to read the reports on the Great North China Famine. Li Chen wanted to know why she wanted these reports. Fa Ming gave him a smug smile as if she was the one who caused all of them. After a pause, Fa Ming told him that it’s classified. Li Chen gave her the report and Fa Ming left. The lady returned once again. Li Chen asked her what she wanted. She wanted another report on the Persian Famine. A conversation later on ensued between them. Fa Ming later on came usually just to talk to Li Chen. Chen knew this and asked the girl out on a date. Fa Ming accepted. Their first date was a success and Chen revealed his life to her. He was raised by a professor after his parents died. A few weeks later, Chen was drunk and Ming decided to take advantage of him. They made love in Chen’s apartment.

Chen was heartbroken at the loss of her. He never even knew her address. She had completely vanished without a trace. By this time, China had been broken down into various coalitions of warlords. It was not a great time to live in. Li Chen remained working at the University of Nanjing. He became withdrawn from society after his adoptive father died. That was it, Chen presumed. In August 1924, Chen heard a knock on the door. It was cold and rainy outside so who could really be there? The whole place smelled like decay and death for some reason but this odour reminded him of Fa Ming. He opened the door and to his surprise, a baby in a small old cardboard box lay there crying. Chen soothed him to make him stop. Inside the box, he discovered two other items. A pen and a letter addressed to him. The letter was not dampened the rain and was still readable. He unfolded the paper.

WIP

Info=

The Second Sino-Japanese War was probably a precursor to World War II. However by 1941, the war became part of the Asian-Pacific Theatre of the Second World War. It was fought between Imperial Japan against China starting from the summer of 1937 up to the summer of 1945. It was also the largest war ever fought in Asia of the 20th century leaving around 30 million Chinese and 2 million Japanese dead. The war is still within living memory, and what successive generations have been taught about it is the subject of (fierce) controversy in East Asia.

Sources: Wikipedia, TVTropes

Anna
Basic Info= Name: Alisa Sword

Age: 15<BR>

Biological age: 75

Family: WIP

Appearance= WIP History= WIP Extra= WIP

SoA
Basic Info= Name: Lady Evangeline Grey<BR> Age:16, 475 (Biologically), Born: 13 February 1538 <BR> Family:
 * Pandia - Mother
 * Henry Grey, Duke of Suffolk - Father
 * Frances Grey, Duchess of Suffolk (née Lady Frances Brandon) - Stepmother
 * Lady Jane Grey (Ex-Queen of England, executed by Mary I) - Half-Sister
 * Lady Catherine Grey - Half Sister
 * Lady Mary Grey -Half Sister

Background on Historical Period:

So, In 1485, the House of Tudor began their reign in England, with Henry VII as King. He died in 1509 and was succeeded by his second son, Henry VIII. Henry VIII had six wives and three children (in order of age); Mary, Elizabeth and Edward. Males always took precedent before women in claiming the throne, so after Henry died in 1547, his only son became King Edward VI at only nine years of age. Edward continued his father's reforms to the Religion- making the country Protestant strictly; going against the religion of his eldest sister (and Heir Presumptive)'s wishes. In June 1553, he was sickly to the point where he knew he would die soon. In order to stop Mary becoming Queen and reversing all his changes, he named his cousin, Lady Jane Grey, as his Heiress, to be Queen Regnant of England in order to secure the Protestant Religion. Edward died on the 6th of July 1553, aged fifteen, and the next monarch on the throne was the 16 year old Queen Jane. Jane ruled for a mere nine days before Edward's sister, Mary, marched into London with troops, deposing Jane and taking her rightful place as Queen. In early 1554, Jane, her husband, Lord Guildford Dudley, and her father, Henry Grey, Duke of Suffolk were all executed for Treason against the Queen. Jane's mother and sisters were fully pardoned and maintained their positions in the Court. After Mary died in 1559, ruling for only six years, the last of the Tudors, Elizabeth, became Queen, as Mary (much like her mother, Catherine of Aragon) was unable to successfully conceive a child. The Tudor line ended when Elizabeth died in 1603, unmarried and childless, with no Tudor heir to continue the line.

Personality= Evangeline is very proud and vain. She hides her spiteful vanity under a charming and caring façade. Being brought up as the hated daughter in the family and being known as "the Grey Bastard" contorted Evangeline's outlook on life, making it cynical and cold. When she lost her position in Court after her father's actions and was forced to flee, it numbed her heart and now remains wary of and cold to all whom she meets. Appearance= Evangeline is blonde, like her half sister Catherine. They were both considered anomalies, as Mary, Jane, Frances and Henry all had brown hair. Evangeline also has strikingly silvery-grey eyes; very much unlike the rest of her family. She stands at 5'8", with a very slender body frame and long, shoulder length hair, the colour of sewn platinum.

River
Basic Info= Name: Alice Isobel Liddell<BR> Age: 16 (physically), 113 (biologically)<BR> Family: Sylvia Liddell (Mother)<BR> Hades (Father)<BR> Christopher Liddell (Step-Father)<BR> Edith Liddell (Sister)<BR> Evie Adler (Aunt)<BR> Event Description ('cos I want to >.<): The RMS Lusitania was a British Ocean Liner, holder of the Blue Riband and for a little while, the world's biggest ship. First launched in 1907, in 1915 she was torpedoed by a German U-Boat, causing the ship to sink and kill many. The RMS Lusitania is considered one of the reasons America joined WWI, as the original route of the sinking in 1915 was from New York, USA to Liverpool, England. Of the 1,959 people on board over 1,000 were killed, leaving 761 survivors, including Alice. Personality= Alice is one of those people who can't not stutter unless around people she truly loves. She's incredibly intelligent, but because she can't talk about things much, people assume she's simple. Due to the loss of her whole family, she suffers from depression, suicidal thoughts and survivors guilt. If someone mentions anything connected to the death of her family she'll either cry, run away or hit them. Alice, however, is a surprisingly good fighter, best with anything long range though.

Alice suffers from PTSD, and after the death of her family she has become more brave. She is incredibly loyal, and will usually, but not always, do what Anton tells her to do. Unlike most people, when there is nothing interesting going on, whilst most people will be vocal about it, she claims "Nothing ever happens" and retracts into a shell, showing signs of minor depression, if nothing has happened for a while. Nowadays, she is a lot more selfless. She has a tendency to bottle up anger, until it is released in outbursts. This normally only happens with triggers, such as someone claiming it's her fault her family died, or insulting her friend Anton, having almost hurt her sister Edith when Edith insulted him. History= Sylvia Adler and Evie Adler were born to a loving, caring family. The family were poor, however, but they loved their daughters all the same. The girls had little education, but were kind and caring. One day, when Sylvia was out on the streets of London, she practically crashed into a rich young man, two years older than her, causing them both to fall down. The young man’s friend attempted to hit Sylvia, but the man she had bumped into caught his hand and apologized, saying it was his fault he wasn’t even paying attention. He smiled at her, which made Sylvia blush deeply. Over the next few days, Sylvia would stay near that street, in hopes he would return to it. She had never believed in love at first sight, but this handsome man had taken her heart.

After a week, she gave up after never seeing him; however on her way back home, she bumped into him again. He apologized once again, and smiled at her. He asked for her name, giving his in return.

“Christopher Liddell. A beautiful name, Miss Adler. You seem a little skinny and pale, have you eaten today?” He asked in a deep and calm voice. She shook her head, making him frown a little. He offered to buy her a meal, and despite her protests - as she thought it was rude to yes right away – he took her to a lovely restaurant, which caused people to stare at her. Poor people who were barefoot and wore rags, according to them, ought not to be in such a clean and beautiful place. Christopher told her to ignore them, and ordered their food. Every three days after that, they arranged to meet on the street they had met, and go to that exact restaurant. After five months, Christopher finally told Sylvia he was in love with her, and ten months later they were married.

Sylvia had given a lot of money to her family, and Evie had decided to move to America in search for a better life and to make it on her own. One day, whilst Sylvia went to visit a friend, a tall man with dark black hair went to talk to her. She didn’t like him the second she saw him, but he knew he had to get her. Every few days he would try and find Sylvia, asking her out, but she would reject him. In the end he had enough, and grabbed her, pulling her into an ally. He told her he’d hurt her if she rejected him, but she slapped him hard.

“You repel me, you foul man. Let me go!” She screamed, but he pushed her against a wall. She tried to get away, but he had a tight grip on her wrist. An hour later, Sylvia had finally gotten back home, but she was in tears. She ran to Christopher, who hugged her tight and asked her what had happened. She explained that for a few days a tall man had followed her and that he had pulled her into an ally and raped her. Back then, women who were raped were blamed. However, Christopher simply comforted her, telling her it wasn’t her fault. Nine months later, Sylvia gave birth to two little girls, and it turned out the man who had raped Sylvia was the Greek god Hades.

For years, Christopher loved the two little girls, treating them as his own. They never told them about their real father. They were called Alice and Edith Liddell, and they were very different. Alice was terrified of everything. She was clingy, quiet, and whilst incredibly clever, people considered her simple because she would rarely speak. Edith, however, was completely different. Loud, excited, social, but not very smart. She had little problem talking to utter strangers, and sometimes had to force Alice out of the house.

The twin's first attack was two hellhounds. Alice screamed, whilst Edith jumped at one. They were eleven then. An odd looking thing with goat legs. It fought the hellhounds, then left. Attacks happened a few more times after that, and every time something with goat legs fought the monsters off. They never told anyone about the creature. History Two= When they were 15, the girls were to visit their aunt in America. They went by boat, and it was a fairly regular trip. They planned on going on the RMS Lusitania back again, as it was the boat they had gone on. However, there was a planned attack on the ship, and warnings were issued to people planning to board the boat. However, during the visit they decided to ignore the warning, thinking it to be a joke. After the visit, they boarded the RMS Lusitania, with strong protest by Alice, who hated boats. They were led to their cabin, and Edith was incredibly excited. She would run around the boat, despite it being considered ‘un-lady like’. Alice however, spent most of her time in the cabin, or hanging out with a friend she was, at this point in her life, yet to meet, named Anton Chekov. She also kept a diary whilst on the ship, and wrote about everything that happened to her on the ship.

The first day was pretty boring. She had decided to simply read a book in her cabin the whole day, and went to bed. Alice decided, on the second day on the ship, she'd have a proper look around. She'd seen the basics, dining room, you know, things like that. Rushing through, she bumped into someone. She yelped and fell backwards. A couple of people stared at her, but the person she bumped into helped her up. He told her his name was Anton. He had a Russian accent, apparently he lived in America since he was seven and never lost the accent. Her seldom seen smile appeared on her face. She'd made her first friend that wasn't part of the family. He offered to show her properly around the ship, he'd worked it all out. Alice nodded, and he grabbed her hand, running around the ship. She giggled, and they explored for three hours. Anton showed her a little space he had found. It was empty, and he had hidden a few items in it.

"Why do you keep them here?" Alice asked. He replied by telling her it's where he kept his most important items, and that if anything bad happened to the ship it'd be easy to get the items back, because they would almost likely be here. Plus it was a nice area. He had placed a letter from his mother, who had died due to Tuberculosis. There was also an expensive ring. "If you wike you can put a few thing in hewe". Alice nodded. "Wait here." She said, and she slipped out of the space. No one had noticed here, and she ran to her cabin. She grabbed a photo of her and her sister, and her diary, slipping them both into the space. She would return there every day to write a little in the diary. The two hung out a lot for the four days. Alice's sister started to get angry at her.

"You keep ditching me for that Russian idiot. I mean, he says he lived in America since he was seven and can't pronounce the letter L properly. Or V. It's always a W. I mean how can you be friends with an idiot like that, I thought you only like smart people". Alice glared at Edith. "Perhaps that's why I don't like you" she practically yelled.

"ALICE, EDITH. Stop. Alice, apologize to your sister for yelling". Alice screamed at her mother. "WHY SHOULD I? SHE CALLED ANTON STUPID". Everyone turned around, and Sylvia grabbed Edith's wrist, but before she could grab Alice's wrist, she got away. Alice checked the space she and Anton hung out with. He was sitting there, reading an old book. Alice crept into the space and tucked her knees to her chin.

"What's wong Awice?" He inquired. Alice refused to answer. "Okay, I suppose you want to be awone. Should I go?". Alice shook her head. "No Anton, it's fine. Edith got angry at me because I hang out with you more than her. And she made fun of you accent. And then I shouted at her and my mother. Everyone stared at us and I heard a few people calling our mother unfit. They were the posh ones saying that though". Anton sighed, and passed her the diary she was keeping, telling her to write how she felt down. She did so, and when she finished she noticed he was still reading.

"What's that?". She looked at the cover, and noticed it was Alice in Wonderland. "Oh, I like that one as well Anton". She smiled, and he nodded. "You have the same name as the girl who inspired the books I think. I can't wemember the name". Alice heard her mother shouting for her. "I'd better go Anton. Bye". She hugged him lightly, and ran to find her mother.

Now it was the seventh of May, 1915. The RMS Lusitania was near The Old Head of Kinsale, Ireland. The ship had more lookouts now, they were taking the warning from the Germans seriously. The U-20 had spotted the ship, but no one on board the Lusitania knew. At roughly 1:40 PM, a torpedo was launched at the Lusitania, hitting the starboard (right) side of the ship. Almost immediately, another explosion rocked the ship, the cause still unknown to this day. Some say it was another torpedo, some say it was something on the ship. Chaos broke on the ship, and passengers and crew tried to get off. This had been a few years after the Titanic, and most ships had more lifeboats now. The RMS Lusitania had the right amount needed. But on one side of the ship, the boats swung out too far. Attempting to get onto one of those would be too dangerous. On the other side, getting into the lifeboats wasn't the problem. It was getting them to the water safely. Boats would be crushed by debris and other boats coming down. In a little over 18 minutes, more than 1000 people died. History Three= But what happened to Alice in the 18 minutes of chaos?

Alice had apologized to Edith, and they were playing Hide and Seek two hours before the torpedo hit. Alice had spent those hours trying to find Edith, and it was minutes before the Torpedo hit. Edith had hidden in their cabin, and Alice was pretty far away from that room. She walked around the boat, some people in their cabins.

"Edith? Edith this isn't funny anymore. It's been two hours! Where are you?" She shouted, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout louder. Edith, to ensure she won, had locked herself into the cabin and put the key on a draw. Two minutes later, the Torpedo hit. Everyone started to panic and scream. Alice's parents came and found her. "Where's Edith?" They asked, and she shook her head, crying a little. "I-I don't know! We were playing Hide and Seek and she's not been around for two hours!" She clung to her father Christopher. In the panic and practically sea of people, they were swept towards the lifeboats. As Crew were trying to get as many people as possible in, Alice tried to get away.

"I'm not going anywhere without Edith and Anton!" She cried, but her parents had grabbed her arms. "It's too dangerous." Her mother said, but Christopher frowned. "I'll go get her. Now Alice there's something I need to tell you...I'm not your father. I thought you should know. I'm not Edith's real father either. It wasn't anyone's fault but you're not my child. Well, technically. I see you as my daughter and it's the same with Edith. I'm going to go get her but Anton's family will get him, we have to worry about ourselves."

He rushed off. In the Cabin, with the ship tipping and sinking the key had gotten lost. She was trying to find it, but no one knew she was stuck. Water was seeping into the cabin, drowning her. Christopher bashed the door down, causing the water to pour out of the Cabin, and he shook Edith. But she was already dead. Alice was crying, she knew Edith would be dead. She had that feeling where you're sure of something. And what about Anton? She couldn't spot him anywhere in the huge crowd.

Christopher tried running back to his family, but he had lost them. Whilst loading one lifeboat, he managed to get onto it. However, like a lot of the other lifeboats, it tipped over whilst being lowered, tipping the people inside into the sea bellow. No one survived that one, they either drowned or hit debris. Now Alice only had her mother. Whilst one lifeboat was being loaded, it turned out there was only space for either Sylvia, or Alice and a little boy about six. Sylvia helped get the little boy in, and kissed Alice's forehead. "There's a tiny, TINY chance that the boat won't get down with you alive Alice. Something bad may happen. But just hope you'll be alright. Keep thinking to yourself you'll be alright. I love you". Alice started kicking and crying, but Sylvia grabbed her whilst one man in the boat grabbed her legs. They got her in and the boat was lowered. Alice kept thinking 'Everything will be alright'. The boat got down safely.

"Awice?" A familiar voice whispered. She turned and saw Anton. She flung her arms around him, crying. Placing a hand on her head, he pulled her away to face her. "I didn't wealize that vas you. I would have got out for her to get in so you could be with your pawents. I saw what happened to your father, I was going to be put in that boat as well. But then it was full and me and my father came to this one. The boat your father was in tipped, he either drowned or got hit by debwis. Where's Edith?". Alice shook her head. "I-I don't know. My father went to try and find her. If you didn't see her with him that must mean she is still lost or di-" She stopped. Her mother was trapped. This was the last lifeboat. Her father had died. And her sister, if not already dead, was going to die. She had no one.

"A-Anton. If we get out of this alive can I come live with you?". Anton nodded. He put one arm around her, taking his coat and putting it on her as well. "I noticed that you forgot your coat and it is vewy cold. You can of course stay".

"Anton. I have one question. How did you never loose you're accent? You lived in America that must be what, nine years? You're a year older than me and went there when you were seven so it must have been about nine years". Anton sighed. "It's a national pwide thing I suppose. You move somewhere else but you don't feel like you belong there. I didn't like the Amewican accent and wanted to keep my accent to show pwide. I can of course sound Amewican but I just pwefer my actual one. Oh, by the way. I got our things." He had put them in a very small bag. Her diary, her photo, his letter and his ring. Looking at the photo, she tucked it into her diary, rubbing her eyes slightly. History Four=

She didn't remember the next few hours. She had fallen asleep on Anton's shoulder. When she woke up she was on land and being carried by Anton. When he noticed she had woken up he let her down. "A couple of people fell into the water on ze way here. My father and you were two of zem, I went to get you but couldn't find him." The crowd of people that had survived was some what large, but most of the passengers and crew had died. "Awice, I have an idea. We can't do it just yet, in an hour or so. I'll tell you the idea zen." He took her hand and pulled her away from everyone. He was wearing his coat, and had put money in the pockets for when he arrived in Liverpool. He went to a shop, buying some water, a pair of boots and a tiny bit of food. He put them in his bag. He told Isobel to put on the boots on, they'd be better for her feet for their trip.

"Trip? What trip?" He didn't answer just yet, and helped her lace the boots up. He put her shoes in the bag, and slipped his ring on. "Awice, I need to tell you something. I'm what people call a demigod. A son of Nyx to be cowwect. I think you might be one as well. Well I don't think our world will be nice for a while. Your family has died and so has mine. Ze world is at var. I have an idea. I'm going to shadow travel us to Canada. Getting a boat is less safe. Zen the next day we go get a bus to ze USA and go to a hotel I know. I heard of it once. Ven we get to Canada, we go to a cheap inn or something. I'll be tired so you will need to 'elp me walk. This is all new to you and odd, but trust me. Ok?" She was attempting to take it all in, but nodded. Grabbing her hand, a few second later they were in Canada. Anton stood for about a second, then collapsed to the floor. Going all the way from Ireland to Canada, taking another person had made him nearly die from exhaustion. Alice helped him up. Luckily they were a five minute walk to the nearest Inn, and payed for a room. She helped him into bed, tucking him in and giving him the bottle of water.

He fell asleep almost instantly. She sat on a chair, and decided to write in her diary. The other entries were happy. Meeting Anton, playing with him and Edith, etc. She had to write about 18 minutes of chaos that ruined her life. The worst 18 minutes of her life. She had a quill but no ink. Looking through the room, she found a tiny bottle of ink. She started writing, but after the first few sentences, she started crying. Anton had been asleep for about two hours, she kept reading the entries she wrote. He woke up.

"Awice, put ze book down. Vant a hug?" She nodded, and ran towards him, sobbing. He stroked her hair gently. "You may want to get some sleep. It's been a 'orrible day." She went to the other bed they had gotten in their room. Anton fell asleep again, but she was kept awake. Two hours later she finally fell asleep. Ages later, she was woken up by Anton. "Get your boots on Awice, we're going now". She rubbed her eyes, and tied her boots up. He took her hand, and walked outside of the inn. "I'm not shadow traveling, it's not as far but it was tiring, and more so with you. We'll get a bus. I got enough money from the change to get a bus fair to the USA. I think when we're actually down there shadow traveling won't be as bad."

They got onto a bus, and Alice lent on Anton's shoulder, wearing his coat. She fell asleep for a while, but he woke her up when they arrived. He took her hand and went to an alleyway so no one saw them. "Ok, I'm going to shadow travel us to the 'otel". She nodded, and they arrived a few second later. "Ok, the reason we're 'ere is because the world is in such a bad state at the moment I think it vill be better in ze future. This 'otel is...magic, something like zat. We won't age in 'ere, and in ze future we vill leave. When I vas little my father told me about a place called Camp 'alf Blood. When 'e told be about zat, that's when I found out my 'mother' wasn't really my mother. But she was always like my mother. Until she died." Anton looked down, but shook his head to dismiss the thoughts. "Come on".

Roughly ninety years later, 8:20. Alice had just woken up from her nap, and noticed Anton packing. "What you doing?" She asked. "I've just wealised we've been 'ere for ninety years. We need to go to Camp." Alice shook her head, and got up, still wearing her dress from the day the ship sank. She grabbed her boots and started lacing them up. She waited a few minutes to reply, taking a brush and brushing her hair. It had a few tangles. Still brushing her hair, she opened her mouth to speak.

"We've only been here a little while Anton. Not nintey years. We're the same age." She said. Anton chuckled. "No Awice, we're both one hundred and something. But physically we're still 16, although you're 15. So I'm 16, you're 15. You're birthday is soon though isn't it?" She nodded. "Now you will pwobably wondewing how I know all zis. My mother Nyx came to me two days ago in my sweep, she towd be to go to camp. I decided not to just then, wait a couple of days. Well come on zen, let's go." He took her hand and ran out of the hotel, carrying the bag.

"I'll shadow travel us to Camp. Zat'll save a lot of time." He took her hands, and seconds later they were right outside Camp. Anton was still holding Alice's hand, but before they stepped in, two hell hounds attacked. Alice had no weapon to fight them off, but Anton had a necklace in his bag, also from his mother Nyx. He pressed his ring, which turned into a sword, and stabbed one of the hell hounds. He threw the necklace at Alice, which turned into a bow, with some arrows. She shot one right in the second hell hound's left eye, and another in its right eye. It fell over in pain, and Anton stabbed it's chest. He turned to her. "Pretty good for you're first time. It is your first time, da?" Alice lifted her eyebrow. "Huh? Oh, yeah. That's Russian for yes isn't it?" He nodded. "Yes, that was my first time ever touching a weapon." She said, looking at the floor. Anton took her hand and they ran into camp.

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Basic Info = <div style="width:95%; height:auto; padding:10px; background:#B5EEFF; background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, White), color-stop(1, Snow)); background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, Snow), color-stop(1, Snow)); background-image:-o-linear-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, Snow), color-stop(1, Snow)); background-image:gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, Snow), color-stop (1, Snow)); -webkit-box-shadow:0 0 5px 5px Blue; -moz-box-shadow:0 0 5px 5px #FFF380; -o-box-shadow:0 0 5px 5px #FFF380; box-shadow:0 0 5px 5px #FFF380; text-shadow:2px 2px 5px #000000; color:Black; -webkit-border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -o-border-radius:10px; border-radius:10px; font-family:Segoe Script; text-align:center; line-height:45px;"> Crystal Welles

Age:19 Family: Jackob Welles-Grandpop Emerson Welles-Dad Athena-Mom Donovan Welles-Brother Anastasia Granger-Adoptive Mom Danny Granger-Adoptive Dad Personality= Crystal is a sweet girl, she was involved in the bombing of Peral Harbor with 2 other demigods named Jack Starke, Son of Eris and Annie Robinson, Daughter of Ares

History= Ella Breanne was an amazing woman, who died in a shooting. Her dear husband was sad and alone. It was 1896 and he was ready to start a new life with his step son, Daniel and step daughter, Juliet. Daniel was a handsome, already grown man who owned a boat called the S.S. Welles. He met Leto in 1899. Leto had silky blonde hair and icy blue eyes, They were in love. They had a brief affair that conceived Jackob Welles

Im 1912, rumors of The Japanese Empire planning an attack on Peral Harbor spread. at this time Jackob lived in Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. He met Mnemosyne and they were in love. They conceived Emerson Welles, a man that would grow up to be a lawyer, and father to the twin demigods, Donovan Joesph and Crystal Joyce Welles.

In 1928, Emerson met Athena. They fell in love, but Athena was a virgin goddess. A month later, Donovan and Crystal were born from Athena's head. She gave the kids to Emerson with a warning. When he put his children up for adoption, he gave the warning to the parents that adopted them They are Demigods he told their new parents.

They had a normal life, but they were often attacked. On the morning of December 7th, 1941, Donovan and Crystal were walking along the military base where Donovan was enlisted. Then, Pearl Harbor was bombed by the Japanese Empire. Donovan and Crystal got Athena's Blessing and they fought the attackers, not being injured. Athena gave them this blessing. Permanently

They were 19 forever of course, Crystal loved this and so did Donovan. One day they found their grandfather and father, but did know. But Emerson did. Emerson pointed the twins out. They looked just like Emerson so he knew.They talked and found out everything

In 2013, they found camp. They were found by a satyr after years of attacks that Donovan fought of with some of the bronze weapons he salvaged from Pearl Harbor. The satyr was friendly, and took the demigods to camp. They were claimed by Athena and then asked where they got the weapons Pearl Harbor was what Donovan said. Then they were swarmed by people asking how they lived since then Athena's Blessing Crystal said in conclusion

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Extra Information= The attack on Pearl Harbor (called Hawaii Operation or Operation AI[9][10] by the Japanese Imperial General Headquarters (Operation Z in planning)[11] and the Battle of Pearl Harbor[12]) was a surprise military strike conducted by the Imperial Japanese Navy against the United States naval base at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, on the morning of December 7, 1941 (December 8 in Japan). From the standpoint of the defenders, the attack commenced at 7:48 a.m. Hawaiian Time.[13] The attack was intended as a preventive action in order to keep the U.S. Pacific Fleet from interfering with military actions the Empire of Japan was planning in Southeast Asia against overseas territories of the United Kingdom, the Netherlands, and the United States.

The base was attacked by 353[14] Japanese fighters, bombers and torpedo planes in two waves, launched from six aircraft carriers.[14] All eight U.S. Navy battleships were damaged, with four being sunk. Two of these were later raised, and with the remaining four repaired, six battleships returned to service later in the war. The Japanese also sank or damaged three cruisers, three destroyers, an anti-aircraft training ship,[nb 4] and one minelayer. 188 U.S. aircraft were destroyed; 2,402 Americans were killed[16] and 1,282 wounded. Important base installations such as the power station, shipyard, maintenance, and fuel and torpedo storage facilities, as well as the submarine piers and headquarters building (also home of the intelligence section) were not attacked. Japanese losses were light: 29 aircraft and five midget submarines lost, and 65 servicemen killed or wounded. One Japanese sailor was captured.

The attack came as a profound shock to the American people and led directly to the American entry into World War II in both the Pacific and European theaters. The following day (December 8), the United States declared war on Japan. Domestic support for non-interventionism, which had been strong,[17] disappeared. Clandestine support of Britain (for example the Neutrality Patrol) was replaced by active alliance. Subsequent operations by the U.S. prompted Germany and Italy to declare war on the U.S. on December 11, which was reciprocated by the U.S. the same day.

There were numerous historical precedents for unannounced military action by Japan. However, the lack of any formal warning, particularly while negotiations were still apparently ongoing, led President Franklin D. Roosevelt to proclaim December 7, 1941, "a date which will live in infamy".

Unu
Basic Info= Name: Beatrice "Trixie" Landers

Age: 105, but, looks 15.

God Parent:  Persephone

Mortal Parent: James Landers

Historical Event: World War I Personality= Trixie is generally a sweet girl. She enjoys daydreaming and being by himself but, also likes the company of others. She generally doesn't act her age, and, still does very childish things, as she hasn't fully matured and still has the mindset of a 10 year old. She genuinely cares for others and trusts others way to easily. She is generally oblivious and forgetful. Appearance=

History= Beatrice Landers was born in 1908 to James Landers and Persephone in Amiens, Northern France. Persephone and James Landers met one day while James was strolling through a valley full of flowers. The saw each other and felt an instant attraction. They went out on a few dates before doing the deed. After this act, however, James never saw Persephone again. 9 months later, as he was going to his job at the bakery, he saw a baby girl in a golden cradle on his doorstep. There was a note from Persephone, explaining that this was his baby. He accepted her into his home, and called her Beatrice, after his mother.

From the age of 2, she was fascinated with plants. James saw this and planted a garden, with the help of her. However, Trixie was much more plant-friendly, and soon, decided her father shouldn't help, but, just supervise. James invited others over to see the Green Thumb his daughter had, and how well their flowers grew. A lot of the neighborhood was impressed by her growing, and, asked if she could grow flowers for them, as well. She agreed, and, went over to their houses to tend their gardens, will the supervision of her father of course. After the flowers were grown, and showed that they were well-cared for and beautiful, they payed Trixie, even though she tried to refuse it.

At the age of 5, her father's bakery soon began to fail. Her father and her didn't know what to do, so, she gave the money she had earned from gardening to her father, in hopes of him getting back on his feet with it. He saw the kindness of his daughter, and, knew he couldn't just stay on the ground, not when this poor child depended on him. He took the money he got from Trixie, and, invested it all, hoping this gamble would help. However, they would soon know that it wouldn't matter if the gamble payed off or not, as the War started the next year.

So, when the first World War started when she was 6, and, her father was forced to become a soldier, it really tore into her spirit. Her father had been her motivation, her light, her best friend, not just someone who took care of her. So, when she moved in with her neighbors because she couldn't very well take care of herself, she became some what depressed. The plants began dying, as she had stopped looking after them, and, everyone in the neighborhood could feel the mood shifting.

The war took it's toll on the whole town, almost everyone was working to move the supplies in and out. Trixie helped as much as she could but, mainly stayed home, as she was only a child, younger than double digits most of the war. She kept getting her hopes up that her father would return but, he never did. She, however, tried to keep her spirit up and all others. She would not let this stupid war defeat her. So, she vowed then and there, to always be happy, nothing could bring her down. Absolutely nothing.

On the last year of the way, 1918, she was almost to her breaking point. Her father hadn't returned and, the war had been going on for 4 years. People began to think that this war would never end. However, on March 21st of that year, would prove to be very decisive for both the War, and Beatrice's life. She was asleep in her bed at early in the morning, when, the family she was staying with jerked her away. It was no earlier than 4:40 and, she asked what was going on. She got her answer looking out the window. The Germans were attacking, and, the troops were coming into town. She quickly grabbed a jacket and began to run with the family she was staying with.

As they fled the town, with the troops coming in, Beatrice, only 10 at the time, got lost. Soon, the shooting between the sides began. Beatrice was behind the Allies and, trying to run, although already tired and out of breath. She managed to get to the edge of town, when, a single shot managed to hit her. It hit her in her shoulder, and, she managed to scurry away after that.

She ended up in a field of flowers, the very same field that her parents had met in. She laid down in the field, the noise of the guns firing in the air, and prepared to die. Her mother saw this, and, knowing her daughter could have a better life, would have a better life, she decided upon saving her. She, after Trixie fell unconscious due to blood loss, encased her in a large lilac, that was closed so nobody could see, or reach her. Her mother made it so that once the flower was open, she would awaken, and, basically come alive once again.

That was how she stayed for the next 100 years. Inside the flower. Occasionally a mortal or two would come by but, they couldn't see the flower through the Mist. Inside the flower, Trixie took the flower's energy it got from the sun and the water, and, managed to heal, the bullet hole becoming nothing more than a scar. Afterwards, the energy she gained went towards her growth. She slowly aged, and by slowly, I mean really slowly, as it took quite a lot of energy to age her. The flower's smell also hid her Demigod scent so, no monsters attacked her.

However, one day in 2013, a Demigod fell upon the flower. Upon investigation, he knew it was magical, and, began to try and open it. After a few failures, he managed to pry off the petals. He was shocked that he found Trixie in there. Trixie had aged 6 years by the time she was awoken. She sat up, and, asked about what happened. Slowly, the two uncovered the story of what happened. The two managed to make their way to Camp, first by foot to the docks, and, then, by boat to New York, where they continued on foot, being attacked by Hellhounds all the while, until they finally reached Camp.

Moo
Basic Info = Name:Acaeus of Sparta Age:18 Family: Alcaeus-Dad Nike-Mom Personality= Acaeus was born, as customary to Spartan tradition, to fight in the army from the young age of a boy. He is a battle-hardened soldier, always calm and calculating, neither underestimating or overestimating a situation or person. He, however, can be flirtatious and is rather easygoing. He has a sense of humour and a generally high set of morales.

History= WIP

Appearance=

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<div style="font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #000000; background-color:moz-linear-gradient(top, #9B34AD 25%, #811994 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #9B34AD), color-stop(75%, #811994)); font-family:Mistral;; color:#E8B2EB; text-shadow: 2px 2px #000000; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Juliet Shakespeare Daughter of Mnemosyne The Fibbing Actress

"Did it surprise you that I am not who you thought I was? Did it surprise you to find that I don’t exactly stand for what you thought I stood for all along? Did it surprise you to find that I’m not exactly how I played myself out to be? That the person you thought I was is actually nothing to what I am."

Name: Juliet Shakespeare

Age: 20 (Physically) Around 500 (Biologically)

Mortal Parent: William Shakespeare

God Parent: Mnemosyne

Personality: ''Aislynn is very secretive and mysterious, preferring not to direct much attention to herself, however she likes attention when she gets it (possibly why she wore a mask during her performances). She enjoys acting, not only in plays but in real life too, making fake friends and lying to get what she wants. She's dramatic, over-emotional but polite. She speaks in a very articulate manner. She's a flawless liar and hardly anyone can see through her lies, except maybe perhaps a child of Themis.'' "People who have only good experiences aren’t very interesting. They may be content, and happy after a fashion, but they aren’t very deep. It may seem a misfortune now, and it makes things difficult, but well—it’s easy to feel all the happy, simple stuff. Not that happiness is necessarily simple. But I don’t think you’re going to have a life like that, and I think you’ll be the better for it. The difficult thing is to not be overwhelmed by the bad patches. You must not let them defeat you. You must see them as a gift—a cruel gift, but a gift nonetheless."

History= <div style="font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #000000; background-color:moz-linear-gradient(top, #9B34AD 25%, #811994 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #9B34AD), color-stop(75%, #811994)); font-family:Mistral;; color:#E8B2EB; text-shadow: 2px 2px #000000; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">The Diaries of an English Actress Biography of Juliet Shakespeare....



My first words, I hardly remember them as I was only tiny and quite frankly I still have no idea what I was doing at the time but my first word was "Infinite". This word would have been difficult for most children to say but not for me. Somehow speaking came naturally to me, acting also. It didn't help that I was a child of Mnemosyne and William Shakespeare, I grew up around plays and language arts, I was intrigued by literature as the usual child is intrigued by toys, when I was little words were my toys. My parents met as my mother was watching one of my father's plays one night, very beautiful lady I'm told, beautiful blonde hair and shocking blue eyes, shame I didn't inherit her looks now isn't it. They got together for about a year but she left him as soon as I was about to turn 2 months old, the only thing I remember was him screaming for her not to go, I don't remember her whatsoever though. Now I'll start where my story actually begins...

I'm on stage, in front of thousands of people, I'm nervous but the words flow out like a sweet tune, my actions are flawless as I grace the stage with my beauty. I was about 13 then, everything before that was just be learning the basics of math from my tutor. Acting calmed me, it made me feel...needed, whilst everything else I did I was either bad at or I wasn't able to do it to the standard most other girls of my age could, like cook or clean or manage a household. I loved acting. I had a monster attack when I was 15, it scared me, but the hellhound decided I wasn't worth the kill after chasing me about a mile down the lane, let's just say it wasn't fun. Walking home that day I was shaking and my face was as pale as a ghost. When I got home my father wasn't there so I started to panic, then I realized he was probably at the theatre watching one of his plays. I sighed and collapsed onto my bed, wanting to sleep away everything that had happened.

The next day I met a boy, his name was Romeo. However I soon learned that this wasn't just coincidence. 12th May 1604, my father was getting old and when I asked him could I marry Romeo, he said no, not because he wasn't a nice man, it was because out families never really got along. I decided to run away, to Romeo but I got killed by a Harpie while doing so....serves me right I guess...

Romeo requested to be at my burial but my father refused him, he was getting old, my poor father, may have been losing it, but when he was refused entry he killed himself, just outside the gate. My poor Romeo...

I didn't know until now that he was a child of Hermes, he never told me anything about it to be fair....

Around 500 years after we had died Romeo was feeling quite mischievous and decided to sneak up to Olympus to steal something, I had no idea what so I just shrugged and let him go on with it, what I didn't know was that he was going to streal Mnemosyne, my mother's, notebook, the book that allows her to write things into existence, but it wasn't only her that could. Romeo brought me back to life with the book and I snuck out of the Underworld, trying not to laugh about it. But if you do something wrong you must get punished, and as of this Romeo was put into Tartarus for all eternity, but my mother allowed me to live, probably only because I'm her daughter but. I then decided to make my way to camp, happy to finally have the experience of an actual demigod rather than just one which was a superior actress. Oh, I forgot to say, I lied about being in love with Romeo, I really just wanted someone to revive me when I died.

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Aislynn has dark brown hair which seems to be recently ombred at the ends, her skin is pale from hours of staying inside that blasted box/jar. Out of all her features her lips are most noticeable of all as they are usually coated in a layer of bright red lipstick. Her clothing style is quite vintage and old, but she somehow makes this combination work with her tall, slender young body. She stands at approximately 5'8 and weighs about 121lb.

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Character Info= <div style="width: 620px; text-align:center; padding: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px; border:4px solid #FF5F00; background-color: white; color:#FFA773; ; background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #00A67C 0%, #56A5EC 100%); background-image:-webkit-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; font-family:Harrington; text-shadow:2px 2px 5px #00140F">Pierre d'Arc-Mauri Son of Prometheus Me-clay-nical Paladin Name: Pierre d'Arc-Mauri

Age: 24 (Physically), 606 (Biologically)

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 * Isabelle d'Arc nee' Romée (Mother)
 * Jacques d'Arc (Stepfather)
 * Prometheus (Father)
 * Denis Mauri (Adoptive father)
 * Doriane Mauri (Adoptive mother)
 * Saint Joan of Arc (half-sister)
 * Other children of Prometheus (half-siblings)

History Part 1= <div style="width: 620px; text-align:center; padding: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px; border:4px solid #FF5F00; background-color: white; color:#FFA773; ; background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #00A67C 0%, #56A5EC 100%); background-image:-webkit-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; font-family:Harrington; text-shadow:2px 2px 5px #00140F">The Paladin, The Saint, and the Siege: Part One: Beginnings "Every soldier must know, before he goes into battle, how the little battle he is to fight fits into the larger picture, and how the success of his fighting will influence the battle as a whole."

- Bernard Law Montgomery

It was unbeknownst to the whole world and history itself that even before the Maiden of the Orléans, Joan of Arc was born, Isabelle Romée, a native of Vouthon-Bas, already had a child with another man. The man, who was none other than the fore-thinking Greek god Prometheus, disguised himself as a peasant but good-looking sculptor to capture the heart of the French farmer. Already a married woman (to Jacques d'Arc), she refused the love given by the former, but he insisted to reciprocate his love for her. Being also a pious Christian woman, she insisted that it was not right to covet another's wife, for it was a great sin. Prometheus didn't back down. He began to sexually desire for her, and secretly abducted her one night without Jacques' knowledge. She was raped in her sleep that night, and he brought her back to their small house near the large farm they are tending to like nothing ever happened.

In the next few days, they discovered Isabelle's pregnancy. They thought it was their child biologically; the fact that Hephaestus being the real father, not Jacques, was never known up to this day. After nine months of conceiving the child in her womb, Isabelle gave birth to a healthy baby boy. They named him Pierre, meaning 'rock', which pertains to the rock where Jesus Christ instructed Saint Peter to build His Church, for the married couple were baptized Christians. But, a single event marked the end of Pierre's ties with his parents.

A rich French family, the Mauris, were very frustrated with the d'Arcs. See, the former were the ones who formerly owned the farm the latter were tending to at the time. They gave the farm to the poor family after the request of one of their mediators, on the condition that they should give more than half of what they harvest. Technically, that was unfair from a concern man's point of view, as the d'Arcs were already poor to begin with. They still have to divide their part of the harvest into the ones they sell and the very few ones left that they take on their own. Because of this, Jacques, who used more of the harvest to provide for Isabelle and Pierre, failed to meet up with the Mauris' conditions for five times in a row. The farm was rather large, and with Isabelle not able to help Jacques because of Pierre and that he can't find a suitable replacement for her in the time being, it was seemingly legit to have such reason. The rich family, which mainly consisted of the childless couple Denis and Doriane Mauri, already gave Jacques several warnings after his failures, and if he fails another time, they will take the farm back from them.

Several weeks later, Jacques wasn't able to comply with them again, and when they found out, they sent one of their landlords to confront the d'Arcs. However, the landlord was physically forceful. He threatened to hurt Isabelle and Pierre when they don't agree, and on impulse, Jacques unsheathed his farmer's sickle and nearly cut off the landlord's right ear. This only made things worse. The landlord, with a bleeding ear on his right, stormed off in a fit. Jacques and Isabelle thought it was over for now, but they didn't think it would happen three days later.

Enraged on what Jacques did to their landlord, the Mauris called for their personal assassin, who was actually an all-around thief, kidnapper etc. They ordered him to kidnap the infant Pierre. The sight of such a poor family having a child, while them, a rich family with everything they want and needed, didn't have one, sickened them. If defending their farm would go far as nearly cutting off the ear of their landlord, what if they take away their child, which was seemingly more painful than almost losing an ear? Well, it was a yes. The assassin went to the house of the d'Arcs, sneaked in without too much sound to wake the sleeping family, and whisked Pierre away. None was then known of the couple, until they conceived Joan of Arc five years later, which was 1412.

The assassin gave the infant to the now-happy couple, who could now have a child of their own, despite it being a child of two peasants. They decided to keep his name intact, Pierre d'Arc, while pushing their surname with it, making his name Pierre d'Arc-Mauri. It wouldn't hurt retaining his name because they would leave their home and move into a new one, and that Pierre wouldn't even know of his real heritage. They disagreed on retaining his name firsthand, but as said: it wouldn't hurt. Two days later, even before the d'Arcs can reach them, the Mauris fled for Chinon, where the future King of France, Charles VII, took residence.

Pierre, under the supervision of his parents, were raised with the idea of serving the French army during the Hundred Years' War; but, he wasn't only raised with the idea, he was also raised doing the idea. Denis and Doriane had high hopes for their son, in accordance for what a fortune-teller told them years ago. It was said that he will fight a holy battle, a battle destined to change the fate of France. With that prediction, they became determined to raise Pierre as best as they can, and they were happy to see the results, for Pierre was very obedient and loyal to them. He never swayed their orders, just as what he would do if he were still in the possession of Jacques and Isabelle. During these times, he had been also seeing visions (which is due to his demigod abilities as son of Prometheus): a young woman clad in armor with a face similar to him raising her sword into the heavens, and the same young woman holding a cross as flames erupted under her. He also saw vague sights of horrible-looking hound-like creatures, and creatures with the upper half of the body a woman and the lower half of another animal (hellhounds and empousa, respectively).

For years, vague prophecies had been circulating in France concerning an armored maiden who would rescue France. Many of these prophecies foretold that the armored maiden would come from the borders of Lorraine. These vague prophecies were somehow connected to Pierre's visions, in which he brought attention to his parents. They, however, dismissed this as a coincidence; if it was true, they would also dismiss it, as they don't want risking their child from questioning even before he enters the French army. In conclusion, Pierre's visions were kept secret between the three of them, and were never told to anyone else.

Around the time he was 14, a hellhound barged into his room, severely hungry. It looks exactly the same thing he saw in his visions, but no weapon laid itself in his bedroom, he couldn't actually fight it with his bare hands. He tried running away to get help, but the hellhound was too fast. Piercing screams echoed throughout from his room, as the hellhound pinned him down to the ground and began to bite off his left arm. It was excruciatingly painful, as his muscles and tendons were ripped out. He could have passed out, but his body couldn't. He tried to break free, but tried in vain. The armored guards of the Mauris eventually arrived, and managed to fend off the hellhound by throwing a dead rat they found scurrying in his room to it (as their mortal swords can't kill it). They were too late. They found Pierre lying on the bloody floor, still breathing. But, that wasn't the point. The point is that when the guards arrived, his left arm was, well, halfway ripped out. It wasn't a good sight to see, of course. And when Denis and Doriane found out about this, they were struck with horror.

They brought him to an infirmary, but his arm was too late to be even mended by Medieval medical means. It has all come down to amputation to prevent infection. The doctor, who was actually a child of Apollo, attended in the amputation procedure. Amputation wasn't officially introduced in Medieval times, but considering he was a child of the god of healing, it was made possible, though never recorded in history. After a few hours, the operation was successful and he was sent home, only to be disgraced by his parents.

They were blindly disappointed in him for doing no action during the time of the attack, in hopes of saving his arm. With the loss of his arm, they thought that he wouldn't be able to work properly in the army, and that he was useless, despite him still having three limbs. They felt so bad that they decided to send him away in exile, away from his home, just for losing an arm from an unfortunate attack. So petty. No pity. Lose an arm, and you're exiled? That's the nature of two rich people who have done everything for their son and in exchange, he loses an arm for he was powerless. It's nothing but absurdly irritating.

As Pierre didn't know anything but living back at his home, he didn't know how to handle it. He slowly led the life of a beggar on his own city, and when he sees his parents, he feels nothing but reciprocal disappointment for what they did to him. Whenever he sees his parents, he tries to catch up, but he either doesn't reach them in time or gets held off by-passers or their personal guards. This event repeated itself for many times, and when one of the creatures he saw in his previous visions appear, he would run and hide as soon as he notices them, traumatized by the incident.

Eventually, his fate changed when the Dauphin of France, Charles VII, happened to pass by a street on horseback, greeting the people of Chinon. Suddenly, an armed man emerges from the crowd and attempts to attack Charles. Pierre, who was near the presumably assassin, lunges for him and disarms him of his poisoned dagger. Upon laying his eyes on Pierre for his little heroic deed for him, he orders one of his guards to bring Pierre to the court to reward him. There, in gratitude for saving him, he was appointed as one of his servants, not minding his lost arm. For 5 years, he served the Dauphin only as a lowly servant, but the idea of joining the army as what his parents dreamed for him occurred to his mind. He then decides to join the French army, and becomes Charles VII's loyal personal bodyguard. He would bring him whenever he went, and Pierre would comply to his requests. He thought that if his parents can see him, they must have been struck deep into their hearts. It seems that exiling him from his own home was the way to bring him to his condition right now. History Part 2= <div style="width: 620px; text-align:center; padding: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px; border:4px solid #FF5F00; background-color: white; color:#FFA773; ; background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #00A67C 0%, #56A5EC 100%); background-image:-webkit-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; font-family:Harrington; text-shadow:2px 2px 5px #00140F">The Paladin, The Saint, and the Siege: Part Two: Joan of Arc and the Fateful Battle "One should not lightly alter any policy because of conversation with a girl, a peasant ... so susceptible to illusions; one should not make oneself ridiculous in the sight of foreign nations."

At 1429, by the time he was 22 years old, news came of a young woman, disguised a man, coming to Chinon to ask a private conference with Charles VII. Many began to speculate that this was the maiden in the prophecies, destined to rescue France. When the young woman came to the court of Charles, she introduced herself as Jeanne d'Arc / Joan of Arc. Pierre, who was present during her introduction, was struck not only by her name, but also by her face. They both have some of the same facial features, and he was greatly drawn to her. He had this vague feeling that Joan was his relative (apparently she is his half-sister to Isabelle). During this time Charles's mother-in-law Yolande of Aragon was financing a relief expedition to Orléans. Joan asked for permission to travel with the army and wear the equipment of a knight. She depended on donated items for her armor, horse, sword, banner, and other items utilized by her entourage.

They were doubtful of Joan's explanation of divine voices telling her to take up arms and fight for France, so the Dauphin ordered background inquiries and a theological examination at Poitiers to verify her morality. The test for the truth of her claims would be the raising of the Siege of Orléans. Pierre allowed himself to join Joan's army as one of the lesser captains, and headed off to Orléans.

Joan and her army arrived at the siege of Orléans on 29 April 1429, but Jean d'Orléans, the acting head of the Orléans ducal family, initially excluded her from war councils and failed to inform her when the army engaged the enemy. However, his exclusions did not prevent her presence at most councils and battles. Pierre, on the other hand, followed her wherever she went, fighting the English with his sword with only his right hand. Over the next couple of days, to boost morale, Joan paraded periodically around the streets of Orléans, distributing food to the people and salaries to the garrison. Joan of Arc also sent out messengers to the English bastions demanding their departure, which the English commanders greeted with jeers. Some even threatened to kill the messengers as "emissaries of a witch".

At May 7, 1429, she was asked to sit out the final assault on the Boulevart-Tourelles for being wounded on the foot, but she refused and roused to join the French camp on the south bank, much to the joy of the people of Orléans. The citizens raised more levies on her behalf and set about repairing the bridge with beams to enable a two-sided attack on the complex. Artillery was positioned on the island of Saint-Antoine. As evening was approaching, John of Dunois had decided to leave the final assault for the next day. Informed of the decision, Joan called for her horse and rode off for a period of quiet prayer, then returned to the camp, grabbed a ladder and launched the frontal assault on the Boulevart herself, reportedly calling out to her troops "Tout est vostre - et y entrez!" ("All is yours, - go in!"). The French soldiery rushed in after her, swarming up the ladders into the Boulevart. English armies clashed with the French, sending blades and crossbow bolts flying at all directions. Pierre decided to stay with the other French soldiers to get rid of the English, but even with the morale brought by Joan of Arc, the number of adversaries was overwhelming.

Pierre, only armed with one arm with a sword, was eventually cornered by English soldiers, ready to give him the death stroke at any time. When suddenly, his powers awakened; he abruptly dropped his sword because his hand was literally sparking with fire. In an attempt to remove it, he launches the small ignition of fire at the soldiers, distracting them. Sparks of the fire flew into the cannons nearby, prematurely launching the cannonballs, which also creates a thundering sound and a cloud of smoke. However, another spark flew into a malfunctioning cannon a few inches from Pierre. It causes a large explosion, sending Pierre flying over from the Boulevart.

As he fell outside of the walls, several stray crossbow bolts pierced through his limbs, which were already severely burned and damaged by the explosion. He landed right on the River Loire, staining the water with his blood, ash and splinters from the cannon wreckage. He floated just near the banks of the river, so it wasn't that deep, but considering he was unconscious, he could have drowned if he completely sank. However, Joan of Arc, who was also injured with a crossbow bolt in the shoulder, emerged from the Boulevart. She noticed Pierre's floating body in the riverbank and, despite of her injury, went to save one of her soldiers. She brought Pierre back to the heart of Orléans and entrusted him to the other soldiers who tended to their wounded comrades. After that, she went back to the battle at the Boulevart. That was the only contact between the two half-siblings, and never did another chance passed by. History Part 3= <div style="width: 620px; text-align:center; padding: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px; border:4px solid #FF5F00; background-color: white; color:#FFA773; ; background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #00A67C 0%, #56A5EC 100%); background-image:-webkit-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; font-family:Harrington; text-shadow:2px 2px 5px #00140F">The Paladin, The Saint, and the Siege: Part Three: Six Hundred and Six Years Later "Prometheus sided with the gods in the first war, because he knew that the Titans would lose. As a result, he was not imprisoned. He was entrusted with the task of molding mankind out of clay."

While he was unconscious, he had a dream. He was in an empty void, still in his armor and wounded body; but he wasn't alone. In front of him stood a towering brown-skinned man in the prime of his life. He had a scar running across his face, and his skin smelled like pottery or cooked clay. He was wearing a clay-stained white Greek chiton, cut just above the knees. It was none other than Prometheus himself, his real father. He revealed that he was actually dead after succumbing to his severe injuries during the battle at the Boulevart. He then showed him three projections, which were formed from his power of forethought. The first projection showed a battlefield with French bodies littering the ground, which will then become the Battle of Agincourt; the second projection showed Joan of Arc being captured by the Burgundians; the third and last projection showed her again being burned at the stake while holding a cross. These three were already predicted by Prometheus, and he reasoned that one of his very few children dying at the hands of the Burgundians is not a sight he wanted to see. He let him die to his injuries, and gave him the second chance to live a life not always about war and battles; but also a life of bliss and joy in the presence of others. With that, Prometheus cut off his dream with him, and Pierre was flung off to the Fields of Elysium for his valiant deeds during his life.

His dead body, which completely died a few minutes after Joan of Arc brought him to his comrades, were buried back at Chinon. Prometheus decided to bring back his son and reunite him with his other half-siblings as compensation for Joan's martyrdom in 1431 at Rouen. He was very nostalgic at creating mankind the ancient way, and the thought of mankind reproducing without his help anymore was irritating.

Thus, he "recreated" Pierre out of clay and formed him to look the way he was 606 years ago. However, he was recreated as a small hardened clay statue, which was passed down from generation to generation of families who inherited him. Eventually, at the modern year of 2013, his statue was brought to Camp Half-Blood by Greg Austere, also a child of Prometheus, who found him lying on the ground near the entrance. When he brought him to the cabin, his statue began to shake and began to grow larger until he assumed a full human's body. He was finally reformed back to his former self, clothed in the modern way. His lost arm, by the way, was also restored during this.

He was still technically a clay man, but as normal as any demigod children of Prometheus. The only catch was that when he was wounded, his wounds became covered with hardened clay, then became human skin. Also, another catch was that when one of his limbs got cut off, it regenerated first as clay, then became human skin, muscle and bone. With that, the once French soldier, half-brother of Saint Joan of Arc and personal bodyguard of King Charles VII, was brought to Camp Half-Blood, and was officially claimed by his father, Prometheus.

He is now here to start things anew, bring more out of his second life, and continue the legacy that he had created... Six hundred and six years ago. In this battle for a new life, he must take up arms and survive, as this world was now a place of conflict and discord. He must face challenges that may prove worse than his battles in the past, but Prometheus as plans for him in the future; plans that may deem a blessing on him. These plans, however, are still being born, and with Pierre's every step, choice, and action, it becomes more realized. About= <div style="width: 620px; text-align:center; padding: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px; border:4px solid #FF5F00; background-color: white; color:#FFA773; ; background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #00A67C 0%, #56A5EC 100%); background-image:-webkit-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #003326 100%); font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; font-family:Harrington; text-shadow:2px 2px 5px #00140F">The Siege of Orléans

About: The Siege of Orléans (1428–1429) marked a turning point in the Hundred Years' War between France and England. This was Joan of Arc's first major military victory and the first major French success to follow the crushing defeat at Agincourt in 1415. The outset of this siege marked the pinnacle of English power during the later stages of the war. The city held strategic and symbolic significance to both sides of the conflict. The consensus among contemporaries was that the English regent, John Plantagenet, would succeed in realizing Henry V's dream of conquering all of France if Orléans fell. For half a year the English appeared to be winning, but the siege collapsed nine days after Joan's arrival.

The siege of Orléans occurred during the Hundred Years' War, contested between the ruling houses of France and England for supremacy over France. The conflict had begun in 1337 when England's Edward III decided to press his claim to the French throne, a claim based in part on ancient inheritance from William the Conqueror and augmented by inheritance from strategic marriages.

Following a decisive victory at Agincourt in 1415, the English gained the upper hand in the conflict, occupying much of northern France. Under the Treaty of Troyes of 1420, England's Henry V became regent of France. By this treaty, Henry married Catherine, the daughter of the current French king, Charles VI, and would then succeed to the French throne upon Charles's death. The dauphin Charles, the son of Charles VI and presumptive heir prior to the treaty, was then disinherited.

With Boulevart-Tourelles taken, the English had lost the south bank of the Loire. There was little point of continuing the siege, as Orléans could now be easily re-supplied indefinitely.

On the morning of May 8, the English troops on the north bank, under the command of William de la Pole (Earl of Suffolk) and Lord John Talbot, demolished their outworks and assembled in battle array in the field near St. Laurent. The French army under Dunois lined up before them. They stood facing each other immobile for about an hour, before the English withdrew from the field and marched off to join other English units in Meung, Beaugency and Jargeau. Some of the French commanders urged an attack to destroy the English army then and there. Joan of Arc reportedly forbade it, on account of it being Sunday.

The English did not consider themselves beaten. Although they had suffered a setback and tremendous losses at Orléans itself, the surrounding perimeter of the Orleanais region - Beaugency, Meung, Janville, Jargeau - was still in their hands. Indeed, it was possible for the English to reorganize and resume the siege of Orléans itself soon after, this time perhaps with more success, as the bridge was now repaired, and thus more susceptible to being taken by assault. Suffolk's priority that day (May 8) was to salvage what remained of English arms.

The French commanders realized as much, Joan less so. Leaving Orléans, she met the Dauphin Charles outside of Tours on May 13, to report her victory. She immediately called for a march northeast into Champagne, towards Rheims, but the French commanders knew they had to first clear the English out of their dangerous positions on the Loire.

The Loire Campaign began a couple of weeks later, after a period of rest and reinforcement. Volunteers of men and supplies swelled the French army, eager to serve under Joan of Arc's banner. Even the ostracized constable Arthur de Richemont was eventually permitted to join the campaign. After a series of brief sieges and battles at Jargeau (June 12), Meung (June 15) and Beaugency (June 17), the Loire was back in French hands. An English reinforcement army rushing from Paris under John Talbot was defeated at the Battle of Patay shortly after (June 18), the first significant field victory for French arms in years. The English commanders, the Earl of Suffolk and Lord Talbot, were taken prisoner in this campaign. Only thereafter did the French feel safe enough to accede to Joan's request for a march on Rheims.

After some preparation, the march on Rheims began from Gien on June 29, the Dauphin Charles following Joan and the French army through the dangerous Burgundian-occupied territory of Champagne. Although Auxerre (July 1) closed its gates and refused them entry, Saint-Florentin (July 3) yielded, as did, after some resistance, Troyes (July 11) and Châlons-sur-Marne (July 15). They reached Rheims the next day and the Dauphin Charles, with Joan at his side, was finally consecrated as King Charles VII of France on July 17, 1429.

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Basic Info= <div style="font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #020033; background-color:#211C1E;moz-linear-gradient(top, #5d71b0 25%, #30427A 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #FFAA00), color-stop(75%, #FF7C00)); font-family:&apos;Maiandra GD&apos;; color:#130F75; text-shadow: 2px 2px #020033; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Rebekah Belle Daughter of Nyx Child of the Ripper The Semi-Psycho Nightfall

Name: Rebekah Belle

Age: 18 (Physically), 125 (Biologically)

Family: 
 * Father: Jack the Ripper (Unknown Name)
 * Mother: Nyx
 * Step Mother: Leona Belle
 * Step Brother: Christopher Belle

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Personality= Rebekah Belle is a dark an mysterious girl. She can be very sweet and kind talking in a group of friends. But one on one she is hesitant to speak. She likes to be alone most of the time, which could be a trait she inherited from her father. She doesn't like to speak about how her father had killed so many people, and tends to get defensive when someone says she is acting odd or resistant to speak.

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Late one dark night in Whitechapel, London 1884. A young soon to be "Jack the Ripper" was observing the dark gloomy nights sky that surrounded him when he stumbled due to a fallen branch. Do to this unfortunate stumble, he cracked his scull open. He stumbled into a nearby villa of an old couple, who swiftly called 911. An ambulance came and recovered the unconscious man. After a day of foggy and hazy memories, the man soon woke up to the Greek goddess Nyx tending to him as a nurse.

Jack the Ripper, still having a hazy memory of what went wrong the past day, asked Nyx. Who spoke in a soft, but strict tone of voice, she explained that his skull had been cracked open, and if he didn't stumble into a villa, he probably would have been bleeding out on the streets of Whitechapel. The two began to talk, and "Jack" felt an instant attraction to Nyx. Although she did not feel the same way towards him.

Weeks had passed and the man was still infatuated with Nyx, to such a great extent that he began to cut himself with a knife blade, or find an alternate way of injuring himself so much he would need medical help. Some may say this is what drove him to soon become a serial killer, but Nyx and his soon to be daughter Rebekah have an alternate theory as to why he became a serial killer. It was the final time the man went to the hospital and he finally worked up the nerve to ask Nyx out on a date to town. With a large festival going on at the time, Nyx agreed. The two enjoyed each other's company, they enjoyed it so much they began to get intimate in the back of a carriage.

It was around five months later that Jack the Ripper had gotten over Nyx leaving, and was now married to a young lady named Leona Belle. When they arrived home in Whitechapel from their honeymoon, the two were happy together, a love that would soon fade. Four months had passed and the couple was still happy. Until "Jack" went in to town and ran into Nyx sitting by the park bench with a baby stroller. Nyx jumped to her feet and rushed over to him, quickly handing him the stroller, she explained the child was his, and ran into the shadows of a nearby forest.

When "Jack" had returned to his wife, she was in awe that he had a child. But within a few days got used to the idea of her being a mother. Four years had passed and it was time that Jack the Ripper emerged from the shadows and killed his first victim. With four year old Rebekah and her step-mother being none the wiser that the only man in their life was a killer. The night he killed his first victim, he came home and Leona and him had sexual intercourse. Soon after Jack the Ripper killed his next four victims, and possibly even more deaths that had been recorded but not listed under his name.

When Leona had found a bloody knife in "Jack's" washing, she immediately thought back to the murders and knew right away it was her husband. While he was at work Leona pulled Rebekah out of school and they quickly packed their bags to leave. But during packing Leona's water broke and she gave birth in the bathroom tub. With five year old Rebekah still packing she heard the door open from downstairs. With Leona's instructions she took the newborn baby into the wine cellar and locked the door. Meanwhile upstairs Leona was murdered after her husband discovered the knife that was no longer hidden like he had left it.

In the wine cellar, Rebekah carried the baby through an air shaft that lead to the roof. While an angered Jack the Ripper was frantically looking for his daughter and newborn son. Rebekah screaming at the top of her lungs, enquired the help of a passing by fireman and his truck. "Jack" soon arrived to the roof, but Rebekah and the newborn were long gone. He vowed to keep searching, and eventually kill Rebekah so she would not let out his secret.

Yet years had passed and she and her brother Christopher were now living in a foster home. The secret had spilled and Jack the Ripper was constantly on the run. After Rebekah's eighth birthday on October 30th, she was going trick or treating when she ran into a man who she immediately recognized and her father. Her and Christopher swiftly maneuvered the streets, until Christopher fell and Jack the Ripper caught up to them, with three year old Christopher not being able to get up in time, "Jack" picked him up before Rebekah could save him. She swiftly carried on to maneuver the streets so she herself would not get caught and killed like her brother Christopher had been later that night.

WIP

"Meh this quote is a WIP xP"

- Rebekah Belle



Float
Basic Info= Name: Hannibal Sheerwood

Age: 18 (physically) 402 (biologically)

Family:  Personality= WIP Appearance= WIP History= WIP Possessions= WIP
 * Anna Sheerwood (Mother)

Evil
Basic Info=
 * Name: Evelyn Klein-Braun (mostly goes by Evelyn Braun)
 * Age: 16 (physically), 83 (biologically)
 * Mother: Helga Braun (née Klein)
 * Father: Prometheus
 * Half Siblings: Prometheus' Cabin, Elisabeth and George Braun
 * Step-father: Bruno Braun
 * Grandparents: Hermann and Nathalie Klein

Event: The sinking of the Gustloff was one that occurred on the 30th January 1945. It was a ship evacuating German civilians from Courland, East Prussia and the Polish Corridor as the Red Army advanced. The ship itself was carrying a crew of 173 (naval armed forces auxiliaries), 918 officers, NCOs, and men of the 2 Unterseeboot-Lehrdivision, 373 female naval auxiliary helpers, 162 wounded soldiers, and 8,956 civilians, among them an estimated 4,000 children, for a total of 10,582 passengers and crew. The ship was hit by three torpedoes fired by the Red Army. Only 1,252 people survived. The Gustloff still remains the largest loss of life in the sinking in maritime warfare. Appearance= Personality= Evelyn's very secretive, and it often comes off that she's being cold and harsh, when in reality, she's still scared about what happened that day. If she does manage to open up to someone, she's still pretty shy and scared, yet her kindness seems to soar past that. History= Helga Klein was the only daughter of a respectable member of the Nazi party. As a result of this, her father and his friends would often baby her, much to her dismay. Like her mother, Helga disagreed with what her father stood for, yet never spoke for herself. In 1929, when she was 19, Helga met Prometheus, who was in the disguise of a man named Alexander during a walk in the park. One thing lead to another, and Helga found herself pregnant and Alexander gone. Helga, scared of what her father would think, only confided in her mother, Nathalie. Nathalie, having converted from the Jewish faith before marrying her husband, shared the mutual feeling of the dislike of the Nazi party, promised to keep her daughter's secret a safe one.

Soon the secret couldn't be held for long, yet Helga's father embraced the upcoming child with warm arms, and threw a party, in celebration of his daughter bearing a child who would someday bring Germany glory. To both Nathalie and Helga's surprise, Adolf Hitler showed up the party, and gave Helga his blessings. Once the whole party was over, Helga went out with her mother, to her grandmother's house, and cried about the whole thing. On the 1st January 1930, Evelyn was born.

Helga and Nathalie both raised Evelyn. Growing up, Evelyn had mixed views over Nazism due to her grandfather taking an interest in teaching her the ways on how Germany worked. Evelyn's grandfather, on top of teaching her, sometimes took her with him when he met Hitler. Frankly, Helga was surprised at how nice he was to Evelyn, and how he enjoyed her company. "Hitler likes Evelyn you two [Helga and Nathalie], she relaxes him...takes his mind off of ruling the country to restore our glory. He has high hopes for her you see, much like the other children he meets. He also thanks you Helga, for bearing the first of many children we hope to see. In all, Evelyn has brought our family even more joy and a better public reputation, not to mention his own opinions on us."

- Hermann Klein, Evelyn's grandfather

In 1939, Poland was invaded by the German Army, and offerings for some German civilians to move into some of the invaded areas arose. Hermann thought it'd be a good idea to send his daughter and granddaughter to live there, in hopes that they'd learn some new things. Helga, unable to go alone, requested that her mother came with her. Nathalie, wanting nothing more, accepted immediately. The three settled into the city of Poznań, situated in the Polish Corridor, where, Helga met a soldier by the name of Bruno Braun. Helga began to fall in love with Bruno, and on the 2nd January 1940, the two were married, and had twin children, Elisabeth and George.

On the 22nd January 1940, the Klein-Braun family were ordered to board the M.S. Wilhelm Gustloff with many other German families and wounded soldiers, which would then take them back to Germany. In the next eight days, the family would pack items that were of importance to them. When the 30th came, the family were among the few of those who made it onto the ship before the chaos of boarding would start.

Evelyn was on the deck, looking out at the everlasting sea that surrounded her, as well as many other passengers, when the first torpedo hit the boat. Bruno and Nathalie stood with her, and whispered wonderful things into the 10-year-old's ears. When the first torpedo, entitled For Motherland hit, Nathalie fell over, and Helga, along with Elisabeth and George, ran out to find the other family. When the second torpedo, entitled For Soviet People hit the boat, George fell out of Helga's arms, and into the Baltic Sea. Bruno, who, like many others, knew that the ship would sink, ushered his family to the lifeboats. Helga, however, rushed down to one of the lower decks, trying to get the keep safes of their family. Sadly, this was the last time she would see her family. By the time the final torpedo, For Leningrad hit the boat, the family were on a lifeboat with many other people, and were being lowered into the sea. The four watched as the ship sunk into the sea, resting eternally.

When the family's lifeboat was picked up by a different German vessel, they wouldn't be separated. Once they were back in Germany, Nathalie and Bruno decided that Nathalie would take Evelyn back to hers and Hermann's house in Berlin, and Bruno would take Elisabeth and live his own life. Back in Berlin, Nathalie and her 10-year-old granddaughter arrived on the door of their house, to which Hermann opened. Inside, he demanded to know where Helga was, and once Nathalie had described everything, he embraced them into a hug, and refused to loosen his grip. Trying to resume their lives back to normal, Hermann would sometimes take Evelyn to meetings he had with other Nazi members.

On Evelyn's 14th birthday, Hermann took her out to the German countryside, and walked around with her. There, they spoke about the ship's sinking, despite Evelyn protesting that she hated the memory of it. During the walk, Evelyn was attacked by a hellhound. Hermann, being able to see through the mist, and sensing his granddaughter was in danger, got his gun out of his pocket and stried to shoot the beast. As expected, it didn't work, and it only brought his death closer. Hermann, whilst being mauled, screamed at Evelyn to run, in which she did. Evelyn, being big on running, managed to get as far to their car, in which she yelled at the driver to drive away.

When the war was over, Nathalie moved herself and Evelyn to America, in hopes of a clean slate, and where they could live a different life. There, they got a house in Las Vegas, where the two lived with loving support from their neighbours. On Evelyn's 16th birthday, again, a hellhound attacked her whilst she was near the Lotus Casino. Trying to outrun it, she rushed into the Casino, and became one of many victims who'd stay there for long periods of time.

Sadly, whilst Evelyn was in the Casino, Nathalie died, after years of setting up searches for her, and finding no traces of her granddaughter, ending the Klein-Braun family. For many years, Evelyn stayed in the casino, oblivious to the changing world outside. Soon, Prometheus became worried that she'd never leave, and, at the time of her arrival into the casino, it was rare for one of his children to go into it, he decided to create a quest for some campers to go save her, only months before she came to camp. Exactly three weeks before her arrival and claiming, Evelyn was pulled away from the Casino by the demigods who were on the quest to release her from the lotus eaters. At her arrival to camp, she was claimed, and still, to this very minute, she can't get the screams of those who were trapped in the metal coffin, who desperately wanted to live, yet, rested in an eternal dream. She can't forget her mother's want to go and retrieve some family possessions, and most of all, she can't forget her grandmother's last words to her: Be careful Evie...I'll see you when you get back at 7.

Dead
Basic Info= <div style="font-size:150%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #87A96B; background-color:moz-linear-gradient(top, #87A96B 25%, #87A96B 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #7BB661), color-stop(75%, #8DB600)); font-family:&apos;Harrington&apos;; color:#1B4D3E; text-shadow: 2px 2px ##E7FEFF; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Deirdre O'Callahan Daughter of Demeter Broken Irish Symphony Name: Deirdre O'Callahan

Age: 17 (Physically), 178 (Biologically)

Family:
 * Demeter (Mother)
 * Seamus O'Callahan (Father, deceased)
 * Damian Fane O'Callahan (Twin, turned into nymph)
 * Elinor O'Callahan née Flanagan (Step mother, deceased)
 * Mavis O'Callahan (Half-sister, deceased)
 * Children of Demeter (half-siblings)

Event: WIP Appearance=

History= <div style="font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #9966CC; background-color:moz-linear-gradient(top, #3B7A57 25%, #30427A 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #3B7A57), color-stop(75%, #A4C639)); font-family:&apos;Georgia&apos;; color:#000000; text-shadow: 2px 2px silver; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY

<font face=Dungeon size=5>In a small farming town; just outside the capital of Ireland, one of the most abundant potato farms laid, to some, it was just a regular old farm in a town, but to the people in that town know that the very farm, practically provided for them. The owner of the farm was an enigma; never to be seen by anyone but the townspeople, but the man nevertheless was Nigel O'Callahan. Nigel wasn't only known for being a good farmer, and man; but also, for his looks. Though he wasn't looking for love that much; he still had women constantly flirting with him. Usually, the protocol was a simple gesture of gratitude and a nod; but when it came to two special women he laid his eyes on, it was much more. But, under those disguises were goddesses--Demeter and Limos in fact--. The two women was courted in secret by Nigel, in which he'd known that he had to choose only one someday.

<font face=Dungeon size=5>Weeks of courting later, his hard work paid off when Limos and him had a night together, which ended, of course, with sex. The morning after; while he was doing his daily rounds in the farm, saw a weeping woman; by the market. As just as he was about to confront her, he stopped. In hindsight, it may not have been his business, but to his good nature, he had to. He walked up to her and saw one of the women he was  courting--Demeter or as he'd known her, Siobhan Macmurren, basically sobbing her eyes out. He tried to hold back the guilt and asked her with a clear calming voice, "Are you okay?" But then again, she was crying and had just shaken her head. Nigel tried again; this time trying not to make a fool of himself and said, "Why are you crying?", "Siobhan" stopped crying and pointed her index finger at him and mouthed "You." Nigel had connected the dots and ended up with the conclusion of a broken heart. In the next few days, Nigel had found himself cheering a woman up in which, like Limos had the same ending; sex. But Demeter was much more formal and left him with a letter, a letter in which she had told him the truth, the truth about her, Limos, and the children he would expect in a few months, it brought tears to his eyes and much sadness, but he promised to be much more faithful to his wife.

<font face=Dungeon size=5>Months later, the child expected with Limos arrived on his doorstep, crying. His wife wasn't so sure adopting the little girl and questioned his logic



Barbie
Basic Info= Matilda Morten (Sophia Briggs) Survivor or the Mary Celeste Disappearance Name: Sophia Briggs/ Matilda Morten

Age: 17 (actually over 143 years old)

Birth Date: October 31 1870

Family: Personality= <div style="font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #A61D00; background-color:moz-linear-gradient(top, #5d71b0 25%, #30427A 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #610B0B), color-stop(75%, #DF0101)); font-family:&apos;Harrington&apos;; color:#000000; text-shadow: 2px 2px #D8D8D8; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Personality Sophia is very soft spoken, and a mite on the shy side. She has no memories of her historic past as she was brought forward at such a young age, but she has always felt a sense of lose when she trys to think of her birth family. Appearance= <div style="font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #A61D00; background-color:moz-linear-gradient(top, #5d71b0 25%, #30427A 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #610B0B), color-stop(75%, #DF0101)); font-family:&apos;Harrington&apos;; color:#000000; text-shadow: 2px 2px #D8D8D8; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Appearance Model: Izabella Miko WIP
 * Zephyrus - father
 * Sarah Elizabeth Cobb - mother; deceased
 * Benjamin Spooner Briggs - step-father; Deceased
 * Arthur S. Briggs - half-brother
 * Alexander Morten - Adopted father
 * Emline Morten -Adopted Mother

Mo2
Basic Info= Lt. Commander Alfonse Domville Infamous Pirate of the Post-Spanish-Succession Golden Age of Piracy Name: Lt. Commander Alfonse Charles Domville

Age: 19 (has lived 314 years)

Birth Date: October 9, 1699

Family: Personality= <div style="font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #A61D00; background-color:moz-linear-gradient(top, #5d71b0 25%, #30427A 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #610B0B), color-stop(75%, #DF0101)); font-family:&apos;Blackflag&apos;; color:#000000; text-shadow: 2px 2px #D8D8D8; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Personality Alfonse has some major anger and depression issues, however those are to be expected of any veteran, especially one who was driven to Piracy. Despite this, he is actually very kind, happy, loyal and funny, due to the fact that he has finally found the home he has so long been searching for. He doesn't exactly understand technology very well, and it is a good thing phones aren't usually used at camp or he would probably go insane trying to figure one out. Appearance= <div style="font-size:190%; font-weight:bold; color:#000000; border:3px groove #A61D00; background-color:moz-linear-gradient(top, #5d71b0 25%, #30427A 75%); background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, 0% 0%, 0% 100%, color-stop(25%, #610B0B), color-stop(75%, #DF0101)); font-family:&apos;Blackflag&apos;; color:#000000; text-shadow: 2px 2px #D8D8D8; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Appearance WIP
 * Palaemon - father
 * Samantha Gretchen Domville - mother; deceased

Minxie
Character Info= <div style="width: 620px; text-align:center; padding: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px; border:4px solid #E7AE9B; background-color: white; color:#4C3C3C; ; background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #D7D29A 0%, #56A5EC 100%); background-image:-webkit-linear-gradient(top, #D7D29A 25%, #c1ba63 100%); background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top, #1F7C65 25%, #c1ba63100%); font-size:190%; font-family:Harrington; text-shadow:2px 2px 5px #00140F">Alina Nightwine Daughter of Hecate Charmed Name: Alina Nightwine

Age: 18 (Physically)

Appearance:

Personality: Alina's a very tortured soul. In her unusually long lifetime, she had to watch her father wither away, and was scarred by her actions that caused the death of six people. Despite her tragedies, she's found happiness and good in the world, at least, enough to not make her go over the edge and kill herself. History= The wind whispered softly, its slight, deliberate, puffs of breath playfully pushing the curtains of a young girl's pink, frilly curtains. All stopped abruptly, when calm, rage-full footsteps began reverberating throughout the calm, stereotypical suburban home setting. The moonlight poured through the girl's window, giving off a pearlescent luminescence that made her look like an immaculate cherub at rest. The footsteps got more audible, as they neared her room; once in her room, his face was immediately irradiated, a grim, morbid grin stretched across his face. A hoarse voice coaxed him, whispering into his ear eagerly. Pull the trigger He didn't hesitate, he showed no sense of reluctance. He aligned his rifle with the girl's head and fired. He fled the room, and went to the next.

The girl no longer looked like a cherub, the celestial feeling was gone. Pure, sheer innocence obliterated; all that remained was an epitome of purity laying soundlessly, starbursts of blood sinking into her once sublime, achromic sheets.

Time took a step back, and chose rest its gaze on the beginning of Alina Nightwine's story: She was born to a son of Circe, Grayson Nightwine, and Hecate. They had a fairly generic meeting, nothing personal, save for getting a call, telling him his daughter was left on his doorstep.

His outlook on her wasn't negative or surreal at all, he was a wise man, and knew what he did would have consequences, so he accepted his daughter and began raising her with an open heart and mind.

At an early age, he began to help her develop skills that would be of use to her later on in life, such as potion making. Alina was an eager child, always ready to learn more, and enjoyed combat training with her father; he would take her to deep ends of the forest and wait for monsters to come prowling, as they hid, positioned, with weapons in hand.

On Alina's 14th birthday, her father took her to the forest, hoping to show her a fun time, however, they ended up coming across another group of demigods, while waiting in their usual spot. They were an intricate group, quite odd looking. They were all boys, around 15 and 16. They introduced themselves, and told them who their godparents were. There was a child of Melinoe, a child of Deimos, a child of Morpheus, a child of Aphrodite, and a child of Hades. They immediately took an interest in Alina, asking if they could fight with her and her father. She agreed, reluctantly, and they fought off various monsters in the forest.

After they fought off the monsters, the group of boys immediately began to conspire against Alina and her father, wondering if her father would hold them back from their goals, which was to unleash their anger on anyone who spited them. So, while Aline was in bed, and her father was preparing for bed, the son of Nyx shadow traveled into their home and slit her father's throat. Blood oozed from his wound, and he called for Alina with a gurgling tone, pleading for a healing spell. The son of Nyx concealed himself in the shadows. She got to him in time, and began reciting the spell, and got a potion from a cabinet. He healed, but then the son of Melinoe revealed himself, and knocked them both unconscious, he took Alina, and left her father. The only reason for kidnapping her being her powers and skills in sorcery.

After he traveled back to the rest of the group, they coaxed Alina into believing her father was attacked by a monster, and killed. The son of Melinoe, Rayne, being her saviour. She reacted very strongly, and thrashed about, kicking the boys back, but she fell under the Aphrodite kid's influence, and calmed down. They took her to a secluded alley, which was when they came across Robert DeFeo. Already completely enraged and intoxicated, DeFeo decided to shout curses at the group. Not wanting to reveal their powers, they remained quiet, and just stood, watching. When DeFeo got no reaction from his volley of cusses, he took matters into his own hands and brought out a pistol. The gun's rusted metal blended into the dark surroundings of the scenery, and his grip was loose, hand shaky. He clumsily fired bullet. The sound reverberated throughout the alley. The bullet shot out of the gun, sparks flew, and the bullet pierced through the heart of the son of Deimos. The scythe of Thanatos came down on his soul, and life left his body.

Knowing they would find a way to get revenge later, they fled, and mourned their friend's death elsewhere. They began monitoring DeFeo's casual hangouts, and followed him home, which was when they discovered he had a family. Alina was very distant to the group, and often only spoke when spoken to. The sight of a suburban setting sent shocks of nostalgia throughout her mind. It didn't take long for the group to come up with an impromptu plan. They were going to kill his family.

The son of Melinoe would sneak into his home, guising as a demonic spirit, which would whisper into his ear and coax him to murder his family. It wasn't hard to get him to commit the crimes, he had already been having severe problems with his family. He would come home late and receive stern scolds and fight physically with his parents. So, on command, he took his rifle, and took robotic steps to each and every room, shooting every room's inhabitants. The rifle had no sound. It had been enchanted by Alina before use. The answer to today's mystery, on why no one had heard the fires of loud rifle.

After all the murders were committed, DeFeo called a friend to help him hide the evidence, the demigods fled. When the souls of DeFeo's family reached Hades' and Thanatos told him of their murders, Hades became enraged, at the time he had little children, and he wouldn't have his brothers finding out about the incident, which involved his own son. So, Hades his loyal servants, the Furies, to murder the group, save for Alina and his son, who was named Elliott.

The attack came like thunder and ended like a flash of lightning, the Furies tore through everyone's bodies, leaving shreds of skin, and puddles of crimson blood around the scene; they then took Alina and Elliott to the Underworld to face the symbol of damnation himself.

The punishment towards Hades' son was anything but lenient. He received little punishment, if you considered scolding a punishment. On the other hand, Alina was cursed to never age until her father died. She could never leave him, until death would literally part them, and end Alina's immortality.

Aline went back to her father when she was 15, her father was a healthy 36 year old man. He died when he was 89, in 1997. After his death, Alina started to age, she's now physically 18.

'''They must arrive at camp NOT as nymphs, spirits, automatons, or such; but HALF-BLOODS. Again, they MUST be DEMI-GODS or DEMI-TITANS ONLY! NO Exemptions'''