Xayn Collins

[Xayn Collins]

Xayn West Collins

Sixteen. Male. Poseidon . Camper.

Hi my name is Xayn (It's pronounced like Zane by the way in case you were wondering). I have naturally blond hair and ocean blue eyes and I'm originally from Australia. My mom is a marine biologist who was on an extended study abroad program in Australia when she met my dad. My dad is the Greek god Poseidon. But I didn’t know this until later on in life. I was born in Australia and for the first several years of my life I lived there while my mom finished off her degree. My mother is an American and seeing as I was born in Australia I have dual citizenship technically. We lived in Australia until I was about eleven before moving back to America since my mom missed her family and when I was little she didn’t want to make me have to travel. Flying back to America from Australia was the first and worst experience I had flying. It was like someone didn’t want me in the air. The turbulence was so terrible and we were flying in a thunderstorm for a while since we couldn’t land in the ocean and had to keep going. Thankfully we arrived on US soil safely but I knew I would never be flying again, and that unless I took a boat I would never see Australia again. My new home became just off the coast of southern California.

At first everything was so strange and the kids at my new school said I talked funny. It was difficult transitioning to my new school but at least I had the ocean just outside my backyard to fall back on. It took a while to get used to the season changes being reversed here though as well. Though the one thing that wasn’t different from Australia was the sea. I could still surf. I had learned to surf from a neighbor back in Australia who would watch me while my mom worked and occasionally pick me up from school. He was like the uncle and father I never had. I never hated my dad for not being around it was just the way things were.

Freshman year of high school I joined the surf team, which was great it gave me even more of an excuse to be in the water. I felt the most at home in the water especially open water. Being in the swimming pool at school or at the community pool just wasn’t the same. I could sit in the bathtub in our small condo apartment building for hours. I never really noticed that I could hold my breath underwater for an extraordinary amount of time the summer of my sophomore year, when the DCA was at a surf competition cause apparently they were checking the schools that were registered to compete for demigods. Of course I didn’t know that I was a demigod yet. My mother hadn’t told me my father was a freaking Greek god. I had always just assumed my feeling of the sea being like my second home was because I grew up around it and was surrounded by it my entire life. Well turns out I didn’t get to compete in that competition. I was discovered what I truly was on the spot and taken away for experimentation. It was horrible. And it happened only a year ago.

Being separated from my mother, micro chipped and experimented on was not fun at all. Discovering that I was a demigod and my mother never told me not even so I could be aware so that if the DCA did poke their noses around my direction I could be prepared, felt like betrayal. I never felt so betrayed in my entire life. Months pasted and I had nearly given up hope until another demigod who broke me out and helped me get to camp rescued me. I never got his name but he sacrificed his own safety for me. Thankfully we got to camp without being caught. I’m sure they would have probably killed us both if they had caught us.

Once to camp, one of the adults went to work on removing the microchip they had implanted in me. Thank the gods for the Apollo kids and their healing so I don’t have too badly of a scar left behind from it.

After that was taken care of I was temporarily placed into the Hermes cabin until my father claimed me. I already knew who he was by this point from everything that I had been through and connecting all the dots. I alienated myself aft first not wanting to get too close to anyone afraid that they’d turn their backs on me after what had happened with my mother. I don’t even know if she even tried to get me out of there. They say that the people who love you the most are the ones that can also hurt you the worst. Well it’s true. Despite everything that happened to me I never once blamed my father for anything that happened. It was never his fault and I know he can’t interfere with mortal affairs even if it does concern me. He’s busy and can’t play favorites I get that.

But he did do one thing for me and that was claiming me as his son. Finally I was out of that stupid Hermes cabin with all those pranksters and thieves. I had had enough of them. I know I sound bitter but I just don’t like thinking about the things that have happened that impacted me negatively. I like to try to stay positive though even I can’t always be cheerful and happy every waking hour.

I’m generally an okay guy I suppose, but I can seem a little aloft and push others away. Besides surfing I enjoy anything that has me in the water from swimming to spear fishing, snorkeling even water polo. I like hanging out at the stables with the horses and pegasi who I can share my secrets with because they can’t tell anyone. I don’t do flying, like at all. Don’t even try to convince me to get on the back of a Pegasus and take to the sky. Several pegusi have tried, none have succeeded. Besides a son of Poseidon isn’t exactly welcome in Zeus’ ‘air space’.

I enjoy music though I am not in anyway musically talented. I write, obviously but keep my journal hidden where not even cleverest Hermes kid would find it.