Claiming:Camp/Michael Rook

Name: Michael Rook

Gender: Male

Godly Parent: Hades (1), Hephaestus (2), Apollo (3)

Current Age: 15

Mortal Parent: Jazmine Rook

Appearance: Image

Personality:Thoughtful - Even as a child of Hades (Hopefully), Michael still looks out for his friends and the people closest to him more than anything else.

Dark - Michael has a dark side, a brooding side. He would happily be left alone to think about things, quietly and slowly.

History: Hades, one of the biggest loners in the west, and in the gods. Jazmine Rook, stunning and a loner, recovering from a breakup. They were the best match, and Hades capitalized in a busy street. It was only after Michael was conceved that Hades came out, and even then Jazmine never believed him. Could you blame her? No-one would believe there boyfriend was a God, right?

He vanished soon after, and three months later little Michael was born. He never really questioned why he had no father, he assumed it natural. His mother was alright at raising him, and when she met his step father she become even better. Plus Michael got a great step sister so all was fine. However, he was happier alone, he would lock himself in his room for hours on end, quiet and thinking. He was always alone in school and no-one ever went near him.

He had this sort of aura you could say.

He made it through many years like this, it was aged ten that things started to change. He noticed a large dog, a wolf following him. It followed him for days, until he was alone, in which it attacked. A hellhound, it leaped through the air, and it was a random school pupil who saved him. A random school pupil and a small crack that spat out fire. The hellhound burned well, slighty singed, and the school pupil stood up from the scrap.

Hooves?

He reached into his backpack, removing a small necklace, offering it to young Michael. He was terrifed, he'd felt something when that fire opened, but he wrapped his finger around the necklace. The saytr tried to explain everything, but young Michael was ten. Instead, he ran off, hid from everyone. He was alone for five years, no-one saw him. He survived off berries in the woods, he hid from sight. He didn't want to face his mother, something was wrong.

The saytr didn't mean to find him, it happened. Michael was older, he'd survived another attack, his necklace become a sword? The saytr tried to explain everything a second time, and this time Michael listened. Together, they trecked to Half Blood Hill, Michael smiling. He'd never seen anything like it, and the moment he passed through the boundries, two people on guard duty gasped.

He'd just been claimed. son of Hades.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Possessions/Weapons: Small steel necklace that turns into a simple Iron sword, perfectly balanced for Michael somehow.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Signing Your Claim: GhostOfProtocol (talk) 17:52, June 19, 2016 (UTC)