(----------------->> Right Is Mark At Age 20 >> )
The jaar is 2040, three long years since i last saw the Heroes of the Pitt...
My Past is dark and tragic, but none the less I have become better from the hardships I have faced...
I am Mark Ivory... and This is my story:
The jaar was 2027, I was only eleven when my parents were killed door a son of Poseidon... I clearly remember that dark night all those years ago...
My family lived in Washington D.C., the north district. Life was simple back then: go to school, come home, eat and go to sleep. But that all changed when I met Percy Jackson...
I met the Demi-god one dag coming home pagina from school, there were four men chasing him. He was not alone, there was a blonde woman holding his hand as they ran. I looked over to him and he saw me, but he held a sword in his right hand. The blade was black and silver, It was odd and very interesting. But all the sudden they turn and run right at me.
"Percy dont!" shouts the young woman as Percy raises his sword, still running at me.
"He's just a child!" she continues and I turn and run toward my home. But once I turn around, I see a large man with a geweer-, geweer in his hands. "Stand back child!" shouts the large man clad in black armor. I leap to the ground just as Percy swipes his sword, hitting the man and slicing him in half. But then the strangest thing happened: the body began to fade away, in a wolk of golden dust.
"Come with me." Says Percy calmly as he reaches to help me up to my feet. "...okay." I reply, for I was scared but for some reason I had the urge to help.
"They're coming!, Percy we need to go! now!" She shouts glancing back at the enemies and turning toward Percy. "Fine, come on." He antwoorden and pulls me to my feet, then we ran toward the south district...
(-------------------------------------------------\|/ Below Is Mark At Age 17 \|/------------------------------------------------)
The jaar is 2040, three long years since i last saw the Heroes of the Pitt...
My Past is dark and tragic, but none the less I have become better from the hardships I have faced...
I am Mark Ivory... and This is my story:
The jaar was 2027, I was only eleven when my parents were killed door a son of Poseidon... I clearly remember that dark night all those years ago...
My family lived in Washington D.C., the north district. Life was simple back then: go to school, come home, eat and go to sleep. But that all changed when I met Percy Jackson...
I met the Demi-god one dag coming home pagina from school, there were four men chasing him. He was not alone, there was a blonde woman holding his hand as they ran. I looked over to him and he saw me, but he held a sword in his right hand. The blade was black and silver, It was odd and very interesting. But all the sudden they turn and run right at me.
"Percy dont!" shouts the young woman as Percy raises his sword, still running at me.
"He's just a child!" she continues and I turn and run toward my home. But once I turn around, I see a large man with a geweer-, geweer in his hands. "Stand back child!" shouts the large man clad in black armor. I leap to the ground just as Percy swipes his sword, hitting the man and slicing him in half. But then the strangest thing happened: the body began to fade away, in a wolk of golden dust.
"Come with me." Says Percy calmly as he reaches to help me up to my feet. "...okay." I reply, for I was scared but for some reason I had the urge to help.
"They're coming!, Percy we need to go! now!" She shouts glancing back at the enemies and turning toward Percy. "Fine, come on." He antwoorden and pulls me to my feet, then we ran toward the south district...
(-------------------------------------------------\|/ Below Is Mark At Age 17 \|/------------------------------------------------)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Immortal Parent: Hades
Mortal Parent: Diana Weston
Undetermined
Appearance:
Personality: Hot-Headed, Intellectual, Untrusting
Abilities: Shadow Travel, Hellfire
Weapons: Glock 17(Which he keeps hidden)
//Other Equipment: Bronze Koto Blade
cabine Symbol: ♎️
Background:
Not much is known of the Eldest son of Hades, yet out of the ordinary, the man simply showed up at camp one day. Not a word was spoken, for his wounds were substantial, and the rule was "no demigod left behind."
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Name¬
*Nickname¬
Age¬
(Between the ages of 10 and 19)
Mutagen Aspect¬
(Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, message if u want another)
Demeanor¬
(Bold, Timid, Afraid)
Appearance¬
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Family¬
Origins¬
(Below are the three aspects u choose from, at the start of the story, each character will begin as full straight up mortals, only to be introduced to the specified God Mutagen later)