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Name:
Alexander, nicknamed simply ‘Alex’, was named after his great-grandfather, who took place in World War I. His dying wish was to have his grandson be named after him. His mother took this wish and made it true. His first middle name, ‘Christopher’, comes from his grandmother, who liked the idea of having her grandson be called that. Her son, who was to be named Christopher, died at birth, and she longed for a child to care for. His second middle name, ‘Joseph’, came from his step-dad. His step-father, named Daijaun, had a brother named ‘Joseph‘. He had just recently passed away from a serious case of lung cancer, so that was his second middle name, in honor of his step-uncle. His third, and final, middle name, ’Ronald’, comes from Alex’s cousin. He too had recently passed, in the Iraq war. They had to think a little hard on this one, but decided on it. His mother added that it was close to Arnold, who was his father after all. Finally, his last name, Samonte, (SA- MON-TAY) came from the foreign country of Spain. His ancestors were born and raised their, as he has full Spanish blood.
Gender:
Alexander is definitely a human male.
Mortal Parent:
Francesca, nicknamed ‘Fran’, was 25 years old when Alex’s father came into her life. They began to date back in 1989. Fran always complimented him on his strong muscles, talent, ability to sing, and his great ability to shoot a bow. She nicknamed him ‘Apollo’(which is VERY ironic.) His father went by the name Arnold Acharya. Fran loved Arnold, and Arnold loved Fran, but Arnold knew it could never be. He was the god Apollo, and human to god relationships never lasted. He made it last for as long as he could, enjoying every minute of it. One day, however, Arnold mysteriously disappeared, leaving Fran to pieces. She avoided all family she had, laying in her bed all day. After 2-3 months of sorrow and misery, she realized that she was pregnant. She was overjoyed, as she always wanted a baby. She told all of her family, asking if they had seen any sign of Arnold. They replied with much haste that he had disappeared. She went a bit back into her depression, but took care of her body for her future baby. 9 months later, while eating out with her 3 brothers, her sister, and her parents, Fran went into labor. She was taken into the Emergency Room, and all that good stuff happened. 4 hours later, little Alex was welcomed into the world.

While Fran was pregnant with Alex, she had began to see a 27 year old named Rico McSaffin, who was a doctor. She had began to date him for a bit, then revealed that she was pregnant, but it was another man’s child. Fran thought Rico would scold her, then walk away and they’d never see each other again, but that didn’t happen. Rico simply smiled, and said that he had children of his own. 4 of them to be exact. He had 2 boys, and 2 girls, the girls being twins, at the age of 3. The youngest boy was 6 years old, and the oldest one was 11. Fran went to visit them one day, instantly falling in love with them. After 4 months of dating, Rico decided it was time. He took Fran to a fancy dinner, at the beach shore. She loved it, and had a great time. When they finished their dinner, Rico took Fran dancing, as this was a very special occasion. She adored Rico, thinking that he was the man to marry. Little did she know, that thought would come true. Rico instantly got to one knee, and pulled out a 20 caret diamond ring. Fran gasped, and instantly yelled yes, before he could even say anything. They had a wedding 2 weeks later, and bought a house to live in together, with the children as well. A couple of months later, Fran went into labor. They both rushed into the E.R, which happened to be at the same hospital that Rico worked at.
God Parent:
Alex’s father is Apollo, god of music, poetry, plague, oracles, sun, medicine, light, and knowledge. His symbols include that Lyre, python, raven, laurel wreath, and bow and arrows. Apollo met Fran, believe it or not, through a speed-dating session. The chatted for a bit, and decided to have some coffee. Apollo had a very good first impression on Fran, and had the guts to ask her out again. He said he liked her spirit the most, and her intelligence. He also admired her beauty, comparing her to Aphrodite. She always took that as a joke though, as she did not though that he actually knew Aphrodite. Fran had light green eyes, that seemed to change colors every day. Her crimson black hair covered her shoulders, reaching down to about her breasts. She always wore heels and dresses, no matter what. He always scolded her for trying to look so beautiful all of the time, as she was naturally pretty. Apollo had wanted to stay with her for a bit longer, but Zeus threatened not to go into affairs with the mortals. So, Apollo left a not that was never found in the bathroom. Zeus managed to get rid of it as soon as Apollo left. He has always been keeping an eye on her and Alex, but has never revealed himself to either Fran or Alex.
Date of Birth:
Alex has a very complicated birthday; he was born on February 21st, 1996, at exactly 3:29 P.M. So, he is technically 4 years old. But, in reality, he is 16. He has the same birthday as his grandmother, who is 15 years old, in technicality, but in reality is 75.
Place of Birth:
Alex was born in room 173 inside of The Children’s Hospital somewhere in Virginia Beach. The nurses qualified him as a healthy baby, but he was required to stay there for another 3 days. He was taken good care of by his mother and the nurses/doctors, and they had called him ’playful’, and ’full of energy’, even for a 3 day old! When it was time to go, he and his mom drove home, so he could meet his 4 other step-brothers and sisters. He lived there for a couple of weeks, then moved to Colorado, so he could be a bit closer to his family.
Hometown/Last Residence:
Alex was born in Virginia, but a couple of months after his birth, they decided to move to Colorado. In Denver, to be precise. Alex, his step-sisters, his mom, and his step-dad moved in with Alex’s grandma, as she wanted to see her new grandchild. She was overjoyed when she first saw him, instantly wanting to hold him and cuddle with him. Alex enjoyed the comfort of his grandma’s arms, and loved all of this attention. He grew up a bit spoiled, his step-father and grandma letting him get things that he wanted, and do things that he wanted to do. They lived peacefully in Colorado for another 2-3 years, but they thought that it was a bit too boring for them. So, they moved to The Big Apple; New York City. Alex’s grandma was sad to see them go, but thought it was for the best. Alex enjoyed the big city, and loved to explore it with his bigger brothers and sisters. They would always play on the streets, doing what they pleased. Alex, being 3 at the time, would usually get lost, however. They would always panic, and call the police in a desperate attempt to find the lost child. It would usually end up, however, that he crawled back into the house, and was hiding under the covers of his bed. They would always scold him, but be glad that they found him. After 5 years of living in the same house in the city, his parents decided to move yet again. Alex always liked New York the best, but the next place was close second. His parents decided to move to Orlando, Florida. It was very different from New York, weather-related, but Alex figure he actually liked the warm weather better. Alex was then 8 years old, and going to school. He loved school a lot. And never refused to skip. His siblings would always tease him, but he didn’t care. He loved it. After a few more years in Florida, Alex was found by a satyr, and taken to Camp Half Blood.
Race/Ethnicity:
Alex, as said above, has full Spanish blood. He is complete Mexican, but looks nothing like one. He has pretty dark skin, but he looks Caucasian. His step-father is African American, as well as his step-brothers and sisters.
Accent:
Alex has a tiny southern accent, but it rarely is audible. He mostly talks with a slight Mexican accent, but when he is angry, his southern side sticks out a lot. He once tried to talk with a British accent, as he tried to impress some girl, but it never really stuck with him. He occasionally talks in a British tongue, as if trying to impress people, but that rarely happens.
Skin Tone:
Alex has a darkish skin color. It is like the color of caramel, but possibly a bit darker. He got the color from his heritage, or coarse, and the little bit of tanning he got while outside in Florida.
Eye Color:
Alex has dark green eyes, like a cat. Since he is the son of the god of light, he voluntarily has a tiny bit of night-vision, making the color of his eyes a darker green than most.
Hair Color:
Alex has light hair, that matches the color that of his skin. It also brings out his eyes, making his face look even more attractive.
Hair Length:
Alex’s hair reaches to the middle of his head. He likes to play around with it a lot, and he is usually found twisting it, thus, making it curly.
Height:
Alex’s mother is very tall, reaching about 6’5”. So, Alex is 5’8” at the moment, and is growing still. He used to be bullied at school because of his height, but he soon overgrew them. His buffness adds to his intimidation, making him someone you do NOT want to mess with. On the plus side, he is able to ride all of the rides at the amusement parks. ;p
Weight:
Alex weighs approximately 154 lbs. He used to have a weigh problem, which was another cause of him getting bullied. But, as said above, his size adds on to his intimidation, making him look like someone you wouldn’t wanna run into in a dark alley.
Body Type:
Alex has a very ‘large’ body, but it is mostly muscle instead of fat. He likes to work out, and is a bit obsessed with his body. He has better upper body strength, but still has very good lower body strength. He has huge biceps, making his appearance look fiercer than he actually is. Alex also has large leg muscles, that can carry his body great distances. They last longer in stamina, but cannot go as fast as he’d like them to.
Appearance:
Alex has many ‘interesting’ features. Let’s start at the top, shall we?
Alex has an oval-ish shaped head, that is fairly large. His hair, as said above, is very light, matching the color of his skin. It is VERY curly, from Alex always twisting it around, and it covers the top of his head completely. It reaches to about his eye level, maybe even a bit longer. Let’s just say half-way. His hair also brings out his dark green eyes, making them look even more beautiful and delicate than they really are. He has larger pupils than most, so it will sometimes look as if he is surprised all of the time, when in reality he isn’t at all. His iris has tiny specks of grey in it, if you look close enough. His lips are a bit large, and are naturally red. He has blinding white teeth, with a red-ish tongue and so on. Now for the interesting ‘features’ of our friend Alex; He has a scar, crossing over his left eye. NO one, besides him, knows what happened. (Read ‘Life Before CHB’ for the cause) It is dark, like a slash of shadow. It occasionally turns red and bleeds for a couple of minutes, but it mostly causes no stress for him. Another noticeable feature is his birthmark. It is shaped suspiciously like a bird (just coincidentally) and it is on his left cheek. It has began to fade over the years, but it is still noticeable. Alex also has some freckles that run down his face. They aren’t orange, just a light shade of brown. They aren’t too noticeable, unless you look at him close up. To finish off his face, Alex has a pointy chin, and very sharp features. He has dimples, making him more irresistible (according to girls). Now, on to the rest of his body. Alex has very broad shoulders, making him an awesome football player. He has big arms, and even bigger muscles. He has a weird habit of swinging his arms when he walks, making him look a bit crazy. Alex is usually seen wearing his CHB T-Shirt, of course, with his Under Armor sweater on top. Weird thing is, he always wears the jacket, even when it is blazing hot outside. He does that, because of the secret that he is hiding. (Read ’Life Before CHB’) Alex is also found wearing blue jeans. He occasionally wears his ‘New York Yankees’ Cap, but rarely does it. (It has no special abilities) Also, as said tons of times above, Alex has a very…. Well, scary appearance, but another word do describe it would be intimidating. His muscles and big body make it hard to glare at him without sweating a bit, or at least get a bit scared. Alex also has a big chest, as if he is sticking it out all of the time.
Weapon:
Alex uses a wide variety of weapons- swords, daggers, spears, bows and arrows, etc. But, of coarse, he uses the bow and arrow, as it is his father’s weapon. He uses one that he crafted himself; he carved the bow out of an oak tree, with the help of his Hephaestus friend. He dyed it black, with the symbol of Apollo on the side, in a bright gold. He also carved in Greek ’The sun…. source of all life’. He was very proud of it, and has been using it since he was 12. The arrows were crafted by the Hephaestus kids. They are regular ol’ arrows, with celestial bronze tips. 2 Christmases ago, he received a present from his father. It was a quiver, that held unlimited arrows in it. There was a catch, however. He would run out of arrows, whenever he needed them most. So far, they have not run out. He has a strange feeling that his father was kidding, but he decided that gods didn’t really joke around. His bow was also enchanted by the Hecate Cabin. Now, his bow can turn into a little wristband, that he always wears, no matter what. But, yet again, another catch. If he lost the wristband, he lost it. That’s that.
Armor:
Alex usually wears a bronze chest plate, with the symbol of Apollo in the middle of it, yet another time. He also wears a golden helmet, with a golden arrow sticking through it. He rarely ever wears his armor, however, unless it is CTF time, or when there is an emergency, like the recent Labyrinth battle, and Titan-Demigod War.
Pet(s):
Alex has 3 pets; 2 of which, are parrots. They can talk, but have the vocabulary of a 4 years old. His third, and honestly his favorite animal of all time, is his German Shepherd Mix. The parrots are both bright colors of yellow, red, and green. They have rounded beaks, and usually talk all day. He has a special cage in the woods for them, protecting them from predators and other campers. Their names are Chloe and Clarence. Chloe has darker color than Clarence, but you can rarely tell them apart. Some times, he lets them roam around the camp freely. They always come back to him though, as he has a special whistle that only his animals can hear. The German Shepherd’s name is Riley. He usually stays by Alex’s side, but is perfectly harmless, unless you try to attack/harm Alex. He sleeps with Alex, staying with him no matter what. Occasionally, he roams off in the woods, but that is pretty rare.
He found Riley in the streets of New York whilst visiting his family. He was starving, had a broken leg, and was shivering from his soaked coat and the rain that was falling upon him. Alex immediately pitied this dog, wrapping his coat around him and taking him home. His family instantly fell in love with Riley, along with Alex himself. Alex decided to keep Riley for himself, as their was plenty of open space for him to roam about in, and lots of other pets for him to play around with. Riley immediately responded to everything Alex said, marking Alex as his official master.
Clarence and Chloe were founded in the pet store. Alex adored their colors, and used his saved up money to buy them. That, he thought, was probably a big mistake. The birds instantly annoyed him, chirping nonstop. They would fly around, knocking things over and causing a HUGE racket. It went so far that Chiron had to send the birds out of the camp for a while. Alex was determined to train them, as they were so gorgeous. That’s when he learned that they could talk. He began to teach them tricks, they beginning to mimic his words. Soon, he taught them to say full sentences. He showed Chiron, him being a bit impressed. He let them stay, as long as they got them a cage to stay in.
Skills/Talents:
Alex has multiple talents, including his swiftness and strength. His best talent, however, is probably his athletic abilities. He usually works out, every single moment he can. He loves playing sports, mostly football and volleyball with the satyrs. He is skilled in ALL sports, basically, because he is sports-obsessed. Another one of his talents is his accuracy with his bow and arrow. Like said before, in the ‘Weapon’ category, he keeps his bow and arrows with him at all times. No matter what. So, with all of the time he has, he practices constantly. He has set up numerous targets around the area, and usually shoots at them whenever he can. Just to show how good he is with it, he can shoot the bulls eye on every single target while running, with a blindfold on. He has memorized all of the locations of the targets, which brings us to another talent of Alex’s; He has a photographic memory, making it very easy to remember things. He has memorized every little thing around Camp Half Blood; the cabins, the people, the creatures, and other things like that. Another talent of Alex is his senses, especially his hearing. He has extraordinary hearing, being able to sense objects around him with his eyes closed, but only if the objects are moving. Yet another one of his talents is his ability to sing and play music. Being the son of the god of music, the talent came to him naturally. He usually entertains campers sometimes in the Mess Hall, just for the fun of it. He tried to use the lyre once, but decided to stick with his guitar and keyboard. He plays the violin, trumpet, guitar, piano/keyboard, trombone…. Practically anything. Like said before, it comes naturally.
Flaws:
Alex has as many flaws as he has talents. One of his flaws is his speech impediment. He usually stutters, without meaning to. That is yet another reason why he got bullied so much in school. He would go to therapy for it, but nothing hasn’t really changed. You could say that it got a little better, but it still annoys him, and the other people around him.
Another one of his flaws is that he is too confident. He usually worships himself, always bragging about his shoes and clothes, saying that he was better than everyone else. It usually gets him dirty looks, but people usually ignore it, even though he can sometimes get right in your face.
Alex also can’t keep his mouth shut, no matter what. He must have a major case of ADHD, or something, because he always speaks what’s on his mind. Always. For example, if he sees some really good looking girl, he instantly yells out “DAAAAMMMNNNNNNNNNN!!!!” while looking at her, and usually gets a slap in the face as a reply.
Another flaw of our good friend Alex here is that he is very judgmental. As most people say, “Don’t judge a book by it’s cover”, Alex says “Books are made for judging”. For example, if he sees, for say, a camper with a really dirty T-shirt, and ripped jeans, with some really messed up sneakers, he usually laughs and points, calling him ‘poor’ and asking him if he ever showered in his life.
Alex has another flaw, it being physical. Alex is prone to pain in his ankles and legs. It usually does not affect him that much, maybe making him unable to walk or run as fast and as normally as he usually would be able to. The pain is about as much as little needles being shoved into him, but it only affects his legs, ankles, and knees. It seems to be stronger on his right leg, however, which is his stronger leg. Once on a blue moon, it get’s too unbearable and he has to lay in bed all day, unable to walk or even stand up.
Alex has yet another flaw, and that is his greediness. He loves money, and is like Mr. Krabs, in some sort. He will steal things from people, if he really likes it. He looks like a trust-worthy guy, but in reality is a greedy thief. They always ask if he is a son of Hermes, as he is just like him and his children.
Alex’s final flaw is his long-term memory loss. He forgets about 10 days of his childhood life every month. So far, he can remember what he had done from when he was 4 years old to the present. He has gone to many therapy sessions, but they said that there was no known cure. (more about this in Life Before CHB)
Strengths:
Alex has many strengths, but they are all evened out by his flaws. One of those strengths include…. Well, his strength. Alex is very muscular, and can lift up 3 times his body weight. He began lifting weights at a young age, making him his height now; doctors say he could’ve been almost 7 ft. he didn’t lift at such an early age.
Another strength of Alex is battle strategies. He is like an Athena child, but is not the best. I would rate him 20-30th in the camp, as some of his strategies were successful in Capture the Flag.
Alex also has speed on his side. He can run almost 11 miles per hour, his leg muscles being fairly large. This strength helps him greatly in athletic events.
Weaknesses:
Alex has many weaknesses, such as his legs. His legs seem to be especially weak, that being very weird considering the fact that he has large leg muscles. The pain in his legs and ankles seemed to have made them more weak.
Another weakness is his temper; He could easily snap one day, if someone were to make him mad.
Alex also has very sensitive skin. It could easily be cut or bruised, with possibly a light punch or chop.
Likes:
Alex likes animals of all kind, except snakes. Another like of Alex is Science and History. He was always very good at the 2 subjects, and wanted to major in either one.
Dislikes:
Alex absolutely hates loud, annoying people. He always wants to just yell at them, and punch them right in the face. He once experienced someone like this in 1st grade, but easily took care of him. He was yelling loudly in class, blurting out the answers, and always jumping out of his seat to point some flaw on someone, or something. Alex, getting real annoyed, got up, and punched him straight in the nose. Twice. It turns out Alex had a pretty strong punch, because the kid was sent to the E.R, with a broken nose. Since then, most people haven’t been annoying him as much.
Alex also hates fake friends, or fake people in that matter. By fake, he means backstabbers, and people (especially girls) with any surgery at all. He once saw a girl at camp who looked like a real life-sized Barbie doll. He was quickly disgusted, and kept away from her. He also had a friend in 4th grade, who left him for another person. His friend told the “popular” kids all the secrets that Alex told him.
Fears:
Ophidiophobia Alex has a very high fear of snakes.
Achluophobia Alex is scared of the dark, but not severely.
Pyrophobia Alex is scared of fire, ever since what he had done at the Jefferson's house.
Personality:
Alex has a very humorous personality. He always cracks jokes when he can, no matter in what mood his surroundings are in. He is also very adventurous, and is always looking for some adventure. He usually makes up one in his head, and explores the camp woods. He has made his own map of the camp, which is pretty accurate. He has not yet explored the very back of the Deadly Forest, as that’s where most monsters reside. One day, he will.
Powers:
Alex can make tiny balls of light out of absolutely nothing. He may only do this 5 times a day, the ball being as big as a light bulb. The balls of light can also slightly burn someone, when thrown at them. The ball can light up 5 feet all around him, when at it’s strongest. By the 3rd time he does this, his head feels a bit light. After his 4th ball is used, he gets a major headache, his body being very weak. When his 5th ball is used, he faints in about 5 minutes, giving him enough time to crawl to a safe place. The light lasts for about 5 minutes, if not thrown. It can be thrown 4 feet before disappearing. He must wait 3 hours to recharge his power.
Social Status:
Alex is in neither the 'popular' nor 'geek' crowd. He has friends, but not enough to call himself popular. I guess you could call him, middle-class.
Summer or Year Rounder:
Alex is a summer-rounder. He actually enjoys school, unlike most other teens.
Years at Camp:
Alex has been at camp for 5 years. He is currently on his sixth.
Life Before CHB:
Little Alex opened up his eyes, the first thing he saw was his mom. He tilted his head to the side, not sure who it was. The woman smiled at him, sweat covering her face. Alex looked around the room, unsure about his surroundings. After a couple seconds of realization, his face twisted up and he began to cry. He was very comfortable in the warm little hole he was in before. His mother's smile relaxed him a bit, his sob turning into a soundless cry. Tears streamed down his cheeks, his mother's soft lips touching his forehead. His eyes closed once again, and he fell into a deep sleep. The next day he woke up, in another person's arms. He looked up, seeing a man's face this time. He again, closed his eyes and fell asleep. After a couple days of rest, Alex was carried back home with his mother, his father not anywhere to be seen. He was upset at this thought, as his father comforted him. His face twisted up yet again, and he cried. His mom tried to calm him down, but she didn't have... she didn't have the same touch as Alex's father did. After a couple of more hours, he finally fell asleep in her arms. Years passed, and Alex developed new things; such as, talking, walking, crawling, and eating by himself. Soon, he was old enough to go to school.

His first day was, well, not so fun. Alex was always, well, a chubby kid. He walked in, belly bouncing. He grinned at everyone, and always acted super nice around other people. Kids snickered and laughed, making jokes about him.
"Hey look, it's Mr. Walrus!"
"Don't say anything bad about him! He'll eat you up!" At the sound of these remarks, Alex's mood instantly changed; when he first walked in, he was jolly, and eager to make friends. When he walked out, he was sad, never wanting to go to school ever again. When he got home, he told his mom nothing. He didn't want her to worry.

So, for 2 whole years, Alex sat in the back, and was always by himself at lunchtime. All he wanted..... was a friend. He continued his life, getting teased, and being alone for most of the time in his school. The only time when he WAS with someone else was when they had to have partners in science. Of course, nobody wanted to pair with him, so he ended up being forced to be with someone. The other student, usually another 'geek', usually let him do all the work while they walked around and socialized. Even other geeks didn't want to hang around him. His life was pretty pathetic.

Alex has considered suicide many a times, but has actually never done it. He has, however, harmed himself. Every time he feels extremely sad or angry, he grabs his little knife and cuts a marking, usually on his left arm. He now has 39 little scars on his left arm. They are almost completely faded, some bigger than others. He also did a couple on his legs, and even cut his neck. Luckily, he did not cut any vital arteries or veins.


Finally, one fateful day, an new kid moved to his school. He was cool, and was loved by everyone. On his first day, he was ALREADY hanging out with the popular crowd. Alex, sitting alone at lunchtime as usual, was stuffing his face with some chips when he realized that the new kid was walking towards him. Oh great. More harassment. Alex rolled his eyes, continuing to eat. The breath was sucked out of him when he heard the words "Wanna come sit over here with us?" Alex stood there, emotionless, then managed to say some words. "Um, sure." He eagerly walked over there, finally making some friends. After that day, he lost weight; LOTS of it. He became more popular, making more and more friends everyday. Alex thought life couldn't get any better; but it got worse. The new kid, who's name was Derek, began to spread rumors. Derek ended up being his best friend, and he was for almost a year. On the first day of school, specifically Alex's first day of 4th grade, he began to lose some friends. He didn't exactly care, except for the loss of Derek; apparently, being popular was more important than friendship. Oh well. His loss. Alex still had a social life, good friends, and an awesome family. He didn't need to be popular.

Alex had a normal life until an eerie encounter in 5th grade. He had to stay after school one day, as he had gotten in trouble with one of his teachers. Once the clock struck 6:30, Alex bolted out of the door. He had ran outside, slowing down to a steady jog. After a couple of more seconds of a jog, he slowed down to a walk. He strolled down the streets, kicking a can down the road. He had heard footsteps behind him, but had not thought much of this. He turned around, seeing a figure in a big, black cloak. His faced was covered, as was his body. No inch of skin was seen, not even at his ankles. Alex quickly panicked, as the man was closer than he expected. He turned around, tripping on his feet. He ran down the street, the sky already crimson black. He held his breath, glancing behind him again. The man seemed to be floating after him; no footsteps were heard, and his feet weren't even moving. Alex let out a yelp, and began to run a full sprint. He had made it halfway to his house when the man finally disappeared. Still, Alex ran the whole entire way home, not looking back once. The man was never seen again.

Alex had a problem. That problem was long term memory loss. Over the years, he has begun to lose his memory. There is no known cure, and he is still suffering to this day. He does not know anything about his life before he was 4 years old; his mind has completely forgotten any memory he had had during the age of 4.

On Alex's 12th birthday, he decided to have a party. He invited all his friends, and they just hung out in his backyard. It was almost 10:00, and they were telling each others to do dares. Alex went first, and he was dared to run across the woods, light the Jefferson's flag on fire, then sprint back as fast as he could. He sighed, knowing that he'd be in great trouble, and agreed to it. His friend pulled out a stopwatch, and clicked the top.
"Here. Take these matches. You have 10 minutes." A book of matches was tossed to him, which he reluctantly caught in his hand. He stared at his friends for a quick second, then began speeding through the woods. He was running along, already spotting the Jefferson's flag. He ran up to it, glancing up at it. How was he going to get up there? He stood there for a moment, then spotted a can full of dark liquid. He took of the cap and smelt it. Gasoline. He smiled slyly, dumping it all over the wooden pole. This should do the trick He thought, snickering. He dumped the whole entire can out, then lit a match. He took a deep breath, preparing to go speeding in the woods again. Time seemed to slow down as he dropped the match, the flame touching the liquid. Alex turned around as quickly as he could, but it was no use; the place blew up, Alex being shot forward. He landed many feet away, his ears ringing from the sound of the blast. His whole entire back side burned, a permanent scar forming instantly. Tears formed in his eyes, and he slowly got up. His shirt and pants burned. In fact, everything burned. He glanced behind him, a massive fire forming near the house. He turned around, running as quickly as he could. He soon heard screams and cries of help from behind him. He went home, his friends already gone. He heard them scream and run away. He held his breath, running inside the house. He quickly ran in his room, and slammed the door. He laid down in his bed, crying himself to sleep. A couple of moths passed, and him and his friends forgot about the whole situation. They didn't get caught yet, so that was a good sign.

While Alex was walking home from school, he was the weirdest thing on earth; it was a man, with some weird shaggy pants. He drove up to him, telling him to get in the car. Alex instantly refused, threatening to call the police. The man, who ended up being a satyr, rolled his eyes, got out of the car, and threw him in the backseat. He drove him to Camp-Half-Blood, where other "special" people like Alex lived.
Role-playing Example:
Alex wandered around the new camp, seeing the many wonders it held. He met new friends, and had quite amazing adventures. He smiled at the sight of the satyr that took him, his name being Silver. Alex managed to find the Deadly Forest, that wasn't exactly 'Deadly'. Well, at least not for him yet. He held out his hand, palm upwards. A small ball of light formed in his right hand, dispersing the darkness ahead of him. He walked down the dirt pathway, foot thumping against the ground. Maybe this wasn't such a bad place after all. His left hand silently slid into his pant pocket, his pace going steady. He stopped for a quick second, letting the ball go. It flew up a couple of inches, but continued to float. A smiled formed at his lips, as he dug around in his jacket pocket. A familiar ruffling noise was heard, as he looked over at the bushes. Riley jumped out of the bush, tongue hanging out of his mouth. His tail waved viciously, his mouth releasing a few playful barks. Alex smiled, taking out the yellow, crinkled up paper he had made at the age of 12. He glanced at it, but he didn't exactly need it; He had memorized everything in the woods. He knew where all the rivers were, and how many steps it would take for them to reach camp again. He glanced over the colored pencil markings of his 12 year old self, spotting a big rip. He sighed, as he would have to copy another one. He reached the very top, where a huge white space was. Big, black words were written in the middle. It read, Not yet Discovered; An adventure to come. He looked up from the paper, looking at the big empty space in front of him. He took out a pen, and made a little observation of his surroundings. He made a dot, as this was where he was at the moment. He was right below the big white space. He had never gone this far before. He looked at Riley, who's tail was still wagging uncontrollably. He smiled, grabbing the ball of light in the air. He quickly erased something on the paper, and shoved it back on his pocket. He shined the ball a little brighter, it being at it's most powerful state. He looked at Riley, the little dog tilting his head a bit to the right. "C'mon Riley.... Let's have an adventure."
Notes:
His color is seablue