Athena Fotos//D4// FIN

Name: Athena Fotos
Age:26
District: 4
FC: Deborah Ann Dyer AKA Skin
Amazon


Speed. Grace. Elegance. Beauty. She soars and glides with every kick to her target, like an eagle on legs. When it's her turn to battle, movement is all you notice and all you can see. With her flips and kicks and twirls, she floats through the air. Everything she is. Everything she wants to be. Everything she should have been . Anger mixed with love mixed with kinetic energy in the air. Motion and emotion combining as one. A ferocious dance. This lithe woman is known throughout the island as a master of grace and technique. While she may not be the best fighter, she is often regarded as the most interesting to watch. With a final blow to fighting dummy in front of her, district four woman, Athena Fotos ends her exercise session.

"Damn, I need a drink", she laughs. wiping her brow.

She grabs not a water bottle, as one would expect, but her flask of cheap vodka she brings everywhere. She drinks heartily.

" Ugh I'm becoming my father", she thinks bitterly to herself as she walks to her quant dwelling.

She shivers, walking in the door, realizing where her mind had taken her. She'd never wanted to think about him again. She pushes him out of her mind and continues on.

Her house is small but cozy. A wooden sanctuary where she can be alone with her thoughts. She goes to her room to undress for bed. Undressing, she smiles. She's always had a fascination for uncovered skin. It's why she shaved her head. She'd walk around naked all the time if she could.

Her transition into this preference has always amused her. When she first arrived on the island she was but, a tiny little 13 year old, shaking and terrified, unwilling to face vulnerability. And now, her life experience doubled, she stands mighty and exposed, but powerful nonetheless.

Her father, Zacatecas "Zac" Fotos, was an evil man. He always had been. Well, maybe not at first. When Athena's mother, Theodosia, was still alive, he seemed to be kind, quiet and a bit reserved. But once Theodosia died of a sudden heart attack, Zac transformed into an alcoholic beast.

He'd drink, get angry and beat Athena and her little sister, Ada, until they were bloody. Oh Ada, the sweet child. She was only 7 when her father beat her to death while 13 year old Athena watched, terrified and unable to help. Little Ada with her black curls that matched Athena's. Dark ringlets filled with clotted blood as she lay dying on the floor. On that floor where they'd ran and talked and played at every opportunity. Where the older sister had sworn to protect the younger from anything, no matter what. She was weak and she'd failed.

Athena swore that day she'd rain vengeance on her father and any other man who dared to harm an innocent. The next day Ada's poor body had been buried and her father had shamelessly drank himself to the point of passing out. She killed him then, burnt the house down with a stray match.

The next thing she knew, a year had passed and she was living on an island filled with the greatest people she had ever known. She swore to herself she would never leave for any reason. Any reason other than to kick some abusive ass.