Post by andrea on Jul 14, 2006 17:19:07 GMT -5
more details and a pic to come
Name: Domenikos Theotokópoulos
Age: 16
Year: Sophomore
Languages: Greek (first), English (second), some German
Parents: Constantine Theotokópoulos Jr. (father, deceased) and Vilmaris Diodorus- Theotokópoulos (mother, deceased)
Domenikos (or Dom, as most call him) grew up with a seemingly normal life in Peiraiefs, Greece, close to Athens where both his parents worked. To his knowledge his father Constantine worked import/export of manufactured goods, specifically with Germany. His mother Vilmaris was an English teacher who specialized in working with businesses and employees on improved language and cultural skills. The family lived comfortably together and on weekends would go sailing on their small, but nice sailboat. Dom started to play football (soccer) from an early age and continued to play his entire life. He had dreams of becoming a professional and playing for the national team. His parents were loving and supportive of all their son did. They made sure he not only had a chance to excel in sports, but keep up with his academics as well.
Often, one or both of his parents would work very late hours. His Grandfather, who lived nearby, would watch after him. His grandfather, Constantine Sr., also helped to encourage his learning and athletic abilities. As a young child, his grandfather would challenge Dom with difficult puzzles and other spatial challenges. He encouraged his curiosity about the way things worked and allowed him to take anything he wanted apart. But, he would not allow him supper until he finished putting it back together properly. He gave the boy pattern recognition tests and other tests, calling them “games”, but telling the boy to keep them secret from his parents. Dom, who looked up to his grandfather, would honor those wishes and never said a word to his parents. Even when he was old enough to stay home alone, his grandfather would stop by with more puzzles and tests, but leave before his parents came home.
One night, Dom and his parents were sitting down for dinner together. People suddenly swarmed into the house and in an instant of shouting and gunfire his parents were killed. Another group of people, agents from Mi7, came into the house only seconds too late. They grabbed Dom before the others could and ran from the house, knocking him out and shoving him into a van and speeding away while some agents were still back inside the house fighting. ((A detailed post of this will come later))
The next thing he knew Dom was waking up in an empty room at the academy. He was too groggy and disoriented to move. A man came in and spoke to him, explaining to him without detail who his parents really were, where he was now, and that he would be safe here. He was taken to an empty room in the dormitory, given a couple of uniforms, gym clothes, and shoes – the basics. And left him there to sleep it off.
Name: Domenikos Theotokópoulos
Age: 16
Year: Sophomore
Languages: Greek (first), English (second), some German
Parents: Constantine Theotokópoulos Jr. (father, deceased) and Vilmaris Diodorus- Theotokópoulos (mother, deceased)
Domenikos (or Dom, as most call him) grew up with a seemingly normal life in Peiraiefs, Greece, close to Athens where both his parents worked. To his knowledge his father Constantine worked import/export of manufactured goods, specifically with Germany. His mother Vilmaris was an English teacher who specialized in working with businesses and employees on improved language and cultural skills. The family lived comfortably together and on weekends would go sailing on their small, but nice sailboat. Dom started to play football (soccer) from an early age and continued to play his entire life. He had dreams of becoming a professional and playing for the national team. His parents were loving and supportive of all their son did. They made sure he not only had a chance to excel in sports, but keep up with his academics as well.
Often, one or both of his parents would work very late hours. His Grandfather, who lived nearby, would watch after him. His grandfather, Constantine Sr., also helped to encourage his learning and athletic abilities. As a young child, his grandfather would challenge Dom with difficult puzzles and other spatial challenges. He encouraged his curiosity about the way things worked and allowed him to take anything he wanted apart. But, he would not allow him supper until he finished putting it back together properly. He gave the boy pattern recognition tests and other tests, calling them “games”, but telling the boy to keep them secret from his parents. Dom, who looked up to his grandfather, would honor those wishes and never said a word to his parents. Even when he was old enough to stay home alone, his grandfather would stop by with more puzzles and tests, but leave before his parents came home.
One night, Dom and his parents were sitting down for dinner together. People suddenly swarmed into the house and in an instant of shouting and gunfire his parents were killed. Another group of people, agents from Mi7, came into the house only seconds too late. They grabbed Dom before the others could and ran from the house, knocking him out and shoving him into a van and speeding away while some agents were still back inside the house fighting. ((A detailed post of this will come later))
The next thing he knew Dom was waking up in an empty room at the academy. He was too groggy and disoriented to move. A man came in and spoke to him, explaining to him without detail who his parents really were, where he was now, and that he would be safe here. He was taken to an empty room in the dormitory, given a couple of uniforms, gym clothes, and shoes – the basics. And left him there to sleep it off.