My name is Lachlan Rutherford and I am a Demigod .
I have seen a lot in my eighteen years.
My Mortal Parent, Barbara Rutherford, raised me from birth.
Though it turns out I am descended from Jupiter
What led to my discovery of all this? Well you see...
I was born and raised in California, where my mother worked as a meteorologist. She was a really busy woman and rarely had time to look after me. She often left me with a babysitter, and everything seemed to be getting along just fine. The babysitter was pretty nice, and even though we didn't always get along we still had fun together. We were a rich family, but that didn't really make us special. Like we didn't have any special "gourmet meals" or anything, my sister and I often had... food. We didn't dress any different from "normal people", or always went on vacation to the most expensive places. We just lived a life any other person would live except for the fact my mother was often at work and rarely had time for us.
When I was seven years old, I came home from school to find my mother sitting on a chair. My little sister had tears on her face, and I was immediately confused. When I asked her about everything, she told me that she needed to take me to a place called Camp Jupiter, a camp-like area about these people called demigods. I became even angrier than anything, but I didn't let my temper flare. I only nodded and followed her to the car after hugging my sister and my babysitter goodbye. It was the hardest thing for me to do, but I didn't cry. I needed to be a role model for my sister and my babysitter saw me as a leader. I didn't want others to give second thoughts about me.
Once I finally got onto the car, my mother began driving me to the camp. She told me a little bit on what it was like and tried to console me with her words. It was rare for her to be around, and it was even more rare that she would even try to support us when we needed it. I nodded and smiled at her, thanking her for everything that she had done. Even though she wasn't active, I was still appreciative of everything else she had done. Before we arrived at the Wolf House, she told me she had always been thinking about Christy and I day and night; this was a nightmare coming true. She then handed me a letter, saying that it may be useful once I entered the house. She then sped off as I paced my steps toward the building.
It was a perilous journey, but I eventually made my way to Camp Jupiter. I suffered two weeks through New Recruit, and then a long year as a Probatio. Now as a Centurion, I only have the goal to please Lupa and everyone above me.
And that's when I arrived at Camp Jupiter.
Since then, I have been at camp for eleven years.
And I have the rank of Leader Centurion
In the Fourth Cohort.
I usually am told I act protective of those I care for. I may not always show it, but to some of my closest friends (and sometimes even acquaintances,) it becomes really obvious whenever I'm concerned about a decision or a plan being made. Though I won't try to stop them if they decide to go along with it, since I am stubborn, but not to the point where others become annoyed.
But normally, I'm pretty outgoing. I'm not afraid of making new friends or rivals, since I have plenty of both. I would make a great leader, very proud and commanding whenever necessary. I am very self-disciplined as well, so it wouldn't be that difficult to convince me to do a mission, lead a battle or anything else. Occasionally I can be arrogant, bossy or flirtatious, but I don't mean any harm or offense by it. Those traits have been downplayed over my years of residing here as well.
I really like + Studying meteorology
+ Storm-chasing
+ People. And lots of them.
+ Being in charge.
+ Climbing trees, or somewhere that is high above ground.
+ Caffeine, whenever I get it.
But I hate - Being alone for long periods
- People downplaying my intelligence
- Others who boss me around.
- Mushrooms
- Grapes
And Please don't bring in - The water. I can swim, but would still prefer to avoid it if possible.
- Being lead astray from dreams and/or tasks at hand.
- Separation from friends and family for long periods without contact.
- Pure darkness. Unless there's a light source and/or a company of people, I'm not going outside at night.
In case I have to fight I have a spear and shield made out of Imperial Gold, both which become wristbands for each hand.
I'm really good at Predicting weather from clouds, leading, communicating effectively
But I'm horrible at ”Thinking before speaking”, shutting up, hiding my fears (though I don’t admit it!)
My life at camp is interesting...
I meet a few people, who are my friends -------------
and a few people who are my enemies ----------------.
Though I kind of like ---------------
