Felix was your average, relatively wealthy bussiness man. However the one thing he lacked was love, but luck was with him one hot summer night when he caught the attention of Tyche. They met in his local bar in downtown Dublin, she asked Felix advice on what to get. Felix recommended your typical Irish stout, Guinness. Felix invited Tyche for a walk through Dublin and eventually Tyche found her way back to Felix's hotel room. The obvious thing happened and Tyche became pregnant with Trip. Felix was delighted, his life was at an all time high. Tyche stayed for five months and helped care for Trip, she acted as a wife to Felix. Eventually as all Gods do, she left and Felix was heartbroken. He could not deal with being alone again and eventually he killed himself when Trip was 7. Trip was then put in a group home until he was adopted.
Trip hated the group home, the food was disgusting and the kids were horrible to Trip. They bullied him for being quiter then the other kids and mocked his appearence. Eventually Trip could not take it anymore and once he turned 9,he left. He gathered the few possessions he owned and took the streets, constantly evading the search parties the orphange had sent after him, eventually they assumed he was dead and gave up. For a while Trip slept rough and was left wondering the street during the day, begging. Then Trip had a stoke of luck, an old man who ran a street stall offered to take Trip in if he sold gum and energy drinks for him on the streets. Trip loved this, the old man was so kind and even gave him more then his cut somedays. However Trip never learned the mans name. Then when Trip was 11, the mans flat was burgled. It all happened when Trip was in bed, he heard crashing and swearing across the hall, then there was a gunshot and it fell silent. Trip waited a little while, petrified of what may be there. Eventually he grabbed the old mans pen knife and made his way to the door. What he saw shocked him, the man lay dead in a pool of his own blood, a gaping shotgun wound in his stomach. Trip then heard a low growling noise behind him, he whipped round and saw a huge black dog with evil red eyes stood there blocking his path. It took Trip a few seconds to weigh up his options, then he bolted. He slammed the door on his way out, but it only took the Hellhound seconds to crash straight through again. Trip just kept running, he flung his penkinfe back but it only bounced off the monster. Trip ran for the subway, he dashed onto the platform and saw the doors closing, Trip knew he only had seconds, he sprinted across the platform and jumped. He made it across a millisecond before the doors slammed shut. The hellhound crashed into the side, too late.
As the train pulled out, a dark haired teenage boy offered his hand to Trip. Trip recieved it and allowed himself to be hoisted to hs feet. The boy said his name was Brice and started explain who Trip actually was and how Brice was going to take him to Camp Half Blood, a place for demigods like him. Brice also told him, that he was a satyr and had been assigned as Trip's Protector. Brice handed Trip a tiny ring, with a clover on it. Brice explained it was a weapon from Tyche's cabin at camp and had brought it for him. When he pushed down on the clover, the ring would transform into a spear. The journey too America was long and full of attacks.
The two had travelled well for two years and had finally reached America, it took them ages to raise enough money and it was very difficult for two demigod teenagers to get plane tickets to America. Now Trip was 13, he would start attracting more monsters, Brice told him. The next attack came as they were trying to Hitchhike a ride to long island sound. They were on the side of the road tired and weary but every car just kept going. Then they heard it a long scream and then it was on them, a harpy swooping down. Trip activated his spear and threw it towards the harpy, however the Harpy swiftly dodged and kept coming. Brice drew his club and jumped in front smacking the harpy, sending it tumbling down. Trip made a dash for his spear and grabbed it, the harpy was getting up. Trip seized his chance and made a dash for it, launching his spear into the harpy's side. The spear hit home and the harpy turned to dust. However as soon as this happened a van pulled up and the driver got out, he offered them a lift. The boys graciously accepted the lift.
The driver dropped them off close to camp, however he couldnt understand why the boys wanted to be dropped in such a remote area.The boys got out and walked into camp