Name: Erica Heart
God Parent: Harmonia, Aphrodite, or Eris
Mortal Parent:Patrick Heart
Appearance: Long, wavy, dirty blonde hair. Usually blue eyes, but they change color constantly. Someone had even said they were pink before! Tall, athletic, and curvy. Has a small scar on eyebrow where "someone" hit me with a baseball bat.
Personality: Sweet, kind, loyal... But sad. Once I become your friend, I can be extremely over protective. Can also be emotional or scary, or violent. Depends if you make me mad
History: Dad was kind of a bad boy in his early years. Then he met my mom. Changed his life he said. They would spend a lot of time together, but sometimes mom just took off. Said she had to, or she would have to stay forever. I know now that the gods called her back, saying if she stayed, she would become human. She didn't listen. Then, she got pregnant with me. Mom wanted to stay, raise me with him. She had told my dad everything, about the gods, monsters.... And he accepted her. Mom had to go to Olympus to have me. And then I arrived on dads doorstep in a golden cradle encrusted with precious stones. Inside, was my necklace. It was a silver key, that I later discovered was my sword
In the 2nd grade, I had my first encounter with a monster. We were on a in an assembly, and the speaker was droning on and on about bus safety or something. I was really bored out of my skull, so I asked if I could go to the bathroom. Of course, I didnt have to go. So, I wandered the halls. Then, this huge 5th grader found me. And started messing with my pigtails, basically bullying stuff. He wasnt the monster. These triplet girls come walking down the hall, hand in hand, and were either really big 2nd graders or really small 3rd graders. Then, it got weird. They started melting, and then reforming, until they were this monster. Now I know its a Hydra. It hissed at us, and we took off screaming. It was hot on our trail, and I did the only thing I could think to do. I hid in the bathroom. A few minutes later, a teacher found my curcled in a ball in the last stall. The 5th grader had acid sprayed all over him, and needed to be taken to the hospital. He didnt come back to school at all that year. And another time, 5th grade, we went to a football game. I went to go get a drink, and swore I was being followed. And the teacher saw him too! He just didnt believe that he only had one eye.
Then, on my 8th grade field trip we went to the museum. Yeah, I was a 14 year old in 8th grade. My dad couldnt stay in our old town. Heck, our old state! Too many memories of mom. So, he packed us up and moved us across the country. I was in 4th grade... So I had a choice. Either continue to 5th and know nothing, or redo 4th. I just to redo 4th. Now, back to the museum. Everything was fine... Well, everyone was dead bored. Even me, until we arrived at the Mythology section. I was always fascinated with Greek Mythology. The grouch of a sub, Mr.O'Connell, pulled me aside. "You need to come with me now. Your tricks wont work here." He said, trying to be angry. But he wasn't. He was calm. Then, he turned into a Manticore. He was about to grab me when this kid, Nolan Willow, ran in. He ripped his pants off, and round house kicked him in the face. Then, he grabbed my hand and we ran out the door. Mr.O'Connell recovered fast, cause he followed us out quick. Nolan picked me up bridal style, and ran to my house. Then, we ran into my dad. He understood immediately, and said that the greek gods were alive, and that Nolan was a satyr, and that I needed to leave. Fast.
Dad jumped on his motorcycle, Nolan in the sidecar, and me behind my dad. Then, we drove for what felt like forever. Then, I heard this aweful noise. I turned around to see Mr.O'Connell,er, the Manticore, chasing us. And he was gaining. I tapped my dads shoulder,and he turned around. He cursed, and I saw Nolan make a weird gestured with his hand near his hear. I looked at to the Manticore, and I could just reach out and touch him. I screamed. Then, the weirdest thing happened. Beautiful girls melted from the trees, rocks, and a nearby stream. They all ran towards him, hitting and kicking him. One even jumped on his neck! They slowed him down just enough for us to arrive at what I came to know as Camp Half Blood, or my second home. Dad couldn't come in... But a satyr and a nymph escorted him back home. Then, all this craziness happened.
Weapons: I use a long sword. One side of it is Silver, and the other side us Celestial Bronze. It transforms into a key, and when transforms from key to sword when I swind it around in the air a few times
Kindly sign your claim with four tildes (~). How did she survive with no monster attacks prior to the one which occurred in the museum? Why would hundreds of monster be chasing her if, pardon my words, she's not all that powerful, when compared to children of major Olympians or children of the Big Three? Who was this figure who helped them escape from the monsters? Then, for the weapons, did she obtain these before or after she arrived at Camp? Lastly, she was first attacked at 14 and she arrived at Camp at the same age, correct?
Hellhounds are known to be rather large dogs, the smallest being as big as a small car. If these hell hounds were the first monsters she encountered, how was she able to "tame" a number of them when she was barely 8 or 9 and her powers had not even begun to develop? Then being in fifth grade, her powers would only begin to develop. I do not think it would be possible for a full grown Minotaur not to attack her.
Almost there :) In the history, it says she was attacked by the manticore at 13. It is also given then, that she arrived at camp at the age of 13. However, in the information you have given before the history portion, it says she's 14... so, which is it? 13 or 14? :)