"Keep your swords up! MOVE! I want to see you kids sweating harder than that lard Dionysus dragging his Fat Ass up Olympus! BAHAHaha!"
The Basics
Full Name: Fion Atreus
Age: 26
Birthdate: Nov. 1, 1986
Gender: Male.
Godly Parent: Zeus.
Favorites
Color:
Blues. Any type of blue. And whatever it is you call the sky's hue just before the sun sets.
Food:
As much as possible.
Drink:
Ouzo! Ahah!!
Alcohol makes everything better.
Music:
You might not have thunk it because he seems like such a doofus most of the time, but Fion's rather well-versed in music. Not as obsessed as perhaps Apollo children with lyrical genius, but he does enjoy exploring song, and as always he's open to new experiences. To him, music is emotion woven into sound. It can comfort you, make you weep, or build a fire in your gut. Music is powerful, and to dismiss power would be idiotic... "Bro."
Sky, Never Look Back, Round and Round, People
Personality:
One of the more "relaxed" teachers; loud, crass, rough n tumble, and oftentimes rude, Fion likes to disregard the standard teacher-over-student hierarchical teaching format. To him, his student's education is of the utmost importance, sure, but education doesn't have to be boring. He's got a friendly approach to teaching- treating his pupils more like younger siblings rather than keeping them at a respectable arm's length. This explains why he can often be caught walking around the Academy surrounded by kids trying to climb onto his shoulders, or rolling around on the lawn with a student in a friendly wrestling match. After all, it's hard to keep up formalities when you're training someone how not to die. Fion may mess around a lot with his students, but by no means does he think his class is a simple roll in the dirt. A laid-back approach does not imply that he's going to go easy on your ass. If you believe it does, then your either new or a dumbass. He throws all convention out the window. "To learn how to survive- how to win, one must learn how to adapt." In order to instill this flexibility in his students, classes are rarely anything someone can prepare for.
Another thing: Fion loves food. Lots of food. Preferably good tasting, but he doesn't really give a shit. If you're smart, it's a way to get on his good side. However, be careful. He knows the difference between harmless sucking up, and manipulation- he doesn't take too well to the children of Hades' and their "tactics". The teacher has an uncanny ability to cut right through the fluff and see things as they really are. Being a 200-something pound tank does not help your odds of surviving his "wrath".
Best just not to try to pull the wool over his eyes; he's got beef with deceit ingrained in him, and his hatred for it runs deep. Fion's probably one of the hardest guys to piss off, but he absolutely hates being manipulated or deceived. Something to do with his past.
Regardless, he connects closely to people in general, and is always the first one to leave during the ceremonies for fallen demigods; preferring to mourn in solitude when things go awry. The news hits him hard; he beats himself up over every loss, because those were the kids he was responsible for training. However, Fion would never give up his job. Someone's got to teach these punks how to beat the crap out of each other effectively, and he sure as hades is going to see them through.
Similarites to Their Godly Parent:
Like his father, Fion fits right into the role of the loud, boisterous, rough older brother. He inherited his father's deep hearty laugh and large burly frame- as well as the God's thick-headed stubbornness, mischievous streak, and belief that he can achieve anything he sets his mind to regardless of the odds. Not the greatest with acting responsibly, Fion nonetheless has good intentions (most of the time).
History
Fion spent all of his early adolescent life with his aunt. The Bitch.
Mean, nasty, cruel... The woman stank like pickles and ripe piss.
He was separated from his mother at birth- her being deemed too "mentally distraught" to raise him. Instead, his aunt took him in, raising him alongside her children. Fed up with being treated like shit, and told he was the Bastard child who "didn't belong", that his mother was a whore who soiled the family name, Fion walked out at the age of 14.
He searched for his mother and found her- committed at a halfway home in the next town over. Sneaking in as a youth comfort provider, Fion stole a few precious moments with his mother. The mother he had never met. She told him everything about his father; how he had left before he was born, and the way in which she had tried to explain who Fion's father was when the child had come. They hadn't believed her. They hadn't believed the crazy woman's frantic admissions that her son would be hunted by monsters. Her own sister deemed it unsafe for the child to stay, and put his mother Gloria onto "medical treatment"; shutting her away in a mental home and refusing to take her son to see her.
It ripped Fion apart. Learning all of this, all at once, his mother squeezing the circulation from his hand as they both tried to memorize each other's faces. Stranger's faces. The doctors finding him, the agony of being ripped away from her yet again. His fury. Fion fought them off- blasting his way out of the institution and running. Just running. He kept running until, on accident, he happened across students of the Academy.
Fion completed his education there, but never forgot his mother. Accepting a final mission as an final exam he completed it- surpassing expectations. The only reason being, now he was free to return "home" to his mother.
Luckily, she was still alive. A little grayer, a little thinner, but so very very alive. He took her. Walked right out the side of the building with the little woman hoisted in his arms- again blasting his way out.
Working part-time, he cared for her in a little one-room apartment in the town closest to the hidden Academy. No longer subject to stark white washed walls and pills and scratchy blankets, she thrived. Fion was content. Then the monsters started showing up. At first it wasn't too bad, but being a son of Zeus his attraction of them was strong. After three years he knew he couldn't stay any longer.
Fion took the job the academy offered him at 21, training students in P.T. He's been teaching there for 5 years. Fion thinks of them kindly, after all, it is a place for lost children like himself.
First Memory:
Fion doesn't remember his father. He doesn't like him either, due to the fact Zeus let his mother suffer for most of her time locked away. The old man swears that he visited her sporadically, but Fion's attitude towards him is still frosty at best. He harbors a suspicion that Zeus abandoned his mother to her fate out of spite for her trying to reveal the god's actions.
Zeus provided him with a sword before his graduation ceremony- it hangs on his wall in his room.
Relationship with Mortal Parent:
Fion loves his mother. He'd do anything for her. Understandably, she's a little damaged from the trauma of her son being ripped from her and stuck away from society, so he tries to visit her whenever he gets time off. Like a little bird who lost it's ability to fly- He's all she has, and he knows that. Without his financial and emotional support, she wouldn't be able to survive alone.