I have a sweet, caring and compassionate nature. I love to read and get lost in the books pretending I'm living in that world for awhile. Daydreaming comes easy to me probably too easy. Especially when I'm doing my chores, and my dad is laughing usually by the time he gets my attention back to the present. I'm not one to fight or go against anyone. I try to be friends with everyone and not exclude people.

[smear:#8f45f0]Positive Traits:[/smear:#e619c8:0]
1)Friendly: Showing friendship; acting in a way that befits a friend.
2)Generous: Liberal in giving.
3)Enthusiastic: Frequently feeling or exhibiting much excitement.
4)Easygoing: Casual in manner and mindset.
5)Imaginative: Having an active imagination; forming clear mental images of things that have not been previously considered.
6)Spunky: An inclination toward liveliness and high energy.

[smear:#e619c8]Negative Traits:[/smear:#8f45f0:0]
1)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
2)Verbose: Wordy; inclined to say more than is needed.
3)Mischievousness: Maliciously or impishly troublesome.
4)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure.
5)Gullible: Easily misled or duped.
6)Rebellious: Flouting the law or resisting authority.

The early origins of the Drakos family are uncertain but they probably take their name from an early warlord called Poulios Drakos (lit. transl. dragon), who was the progenitor of the family. The original village in which the Drakos family came from was Kamarina-Martanion, which still has families bearing the Drakos surname. After a failed revolt in Epirus, conducted together with Theodoros Bouas-Grivas and Malamos, other Armatoles, the chief branch of the family migrated to Souli where they were hereditary warlords of the Souliotes. Poulios Drakos' descendants remained chieftains of the Souliotes through the following centuries and his descendant Dimos Drakos was a powerful warlord who entered the Russian Army in the run-up to the Orlov Revolt. His son Georgios Drakos was a leading general of the Greek War of Independence in 1821. Georgios' descendants entered the political life of the new Kingdom of Greece and entered into marriage alliances with many other powerful political families like the Botsaris family

Before this though it was rumored that the Drakos family were descendents of Atlantis. Plato told the story of Atlantis around 360 B.C. The founders of Atlantis, he said, were half god and half human. They created a utopian civilization and became a great naval power. Their home was made up of concentric islands separated by wide moats and linked by a canal that penetrated to the center.

Santorini is one of the Cyclades islands in the Aegean Sea. It was devastated by a volcanic eruption in the 16th century BC, forever shaping its rugged landscape. The whitewashed, cubiform houses of its 2 principal towns, Fira and Oia, cling to cliffs above an underwater caldera (crater). They overlook the sea, small islands to the west and beaches made up of black, red and white lava pebbles.

Santorini, known since ancient times as Thira, is one of the most famous islands in the world. The fact that you can sit in front of the caldera, enjoy local dishes, a drink or a coffee while gazing at the remarkable beauty of an active volcano is priceless!

The island is actually a group of islands consisting of Thira, Thirassia, Aspronisi, Palea and Nea Kameni in the southernmost part of the Cyclades.

Following the volcanic eruption mentioned earlier in this post, many believe the destruction of Santorini was the inspiration behind the lost continent of Atlantis, which is often described as, a ‘great civilisation disappearing beneath the waves.’

For centuries the Drakos have lived in Santorini. They ruled the island and made friends and enemies. My great great grandfather fell in love with a lowly servant girl, and had a child with her. His father forbade him to have anything to do with her. So in the dead of night he gathered his belongings, the woman he loved, and their child. Boarding a ship in darkness, and fleeing Santorini to live his own life.

Unfortunately his father caught up with him. In the chaos that ensued his beloved was knocked overboard along with their baby. He dove in after them only able to rescue his baby with the rough sea. His father fished him out, and in a rage he attacked his father. In the end his father stood over him with a sword to his throat, and banished him. Saying he was a traitor to his own family. He went to kill the child to punish his child even more, but he was unable to do so as he looked down at the squalling baby laying on the deck of the boat. The ship sailed on with my grieving great great grandfather, and his son. The ship docked in the Americas, and he left the ship with his son, and made a new life for him in what became the United States of America making a name for themselves here.

As for my mother's side of the family Andreas I know my grandparents came to America when my mother was a toddler. She has no idea or if she had any family from before. Her parents died when she was a teenager. She knows they came from Greece, and that's it. Her parents had told her she was better off not knowing their history that it could be deadly if she were to look into it so it was better to leave it in the past. She wasn't even for sure if Andreas was her real surname or not. She was curious sure, but after growing up with my father in Big Sky her priorities changed. Marrying him the day after graduation, and starting to have a family of their own. They became bounty hunters working as a team, and became quite legendary as the Drakos Bounty Hunters. Dad prospected to the Wild Wolves MC when he was eighteen as well just as his father before him.

My mother was a big buff of the Greek Goddesses and Gods so us kids were named after them. Starting with my older sister Aite. Next came Artemis a year later. Next in line was Aphrodite. My parents raised us on bounty hunting money, which sometimes was a lot of money, and other times not that much of a bounty. Which to be honest isn't really a salary it's called a bounty. Mom also comes from old money so she wouldn't have to work if she didn't want to. Apollo was born the next year, and a year after that I was born, and I'm Alectrona. My parents waited five years before having Atlas, my baby brother. With him that made six of us kids. For the most part we all got along, but there was the occasional fight or two between us. Which usually got broken up pretty fast.

Our family moved into a cozy old Victorian home in a small quiet neighborhood from a rental house that we had been living in. We quickly became fast friends with the kids next door growing up. Romy Hart was the same age as me and we became best friends. We were in the same class in grade school all the way through. It wasn't till junior high that we were in separate classes. That took some getting used to. If I wasn't hanging out with Romy or out for sports my nose was usually buried in a book. Or I was daydreaming. Speaking of daydreaming I more than often found myself sitting in the office for getting caught daydreaming more than once during a day. Romy or one of my siblings was always nudging me out of my daydream. Sometimes it took me awhile to get pulled out of them so lost in my own little world. Mom told me to try and keep my head in the game while dad would just laugh.

We grew up riding with our heritage. We got mini bikes around four learning how to ride. I absolutely loved it! The Harts next door didn't have the money to afford to be able to do so. Somehow extra bikes showed up around our place so there were enough for our friends to be able to ride with us. Graduating to a dirt bike was a cause for celebration in our house, and dad usually BBQ'd and some of the club would even show up. All of the Harts would be there too. Dad gave the same treatment to the Hart kids so as they wouldn't feel left out.

Now it was time to get to start Motocross, and if I thought it was fun before I was ecstatic now! To say I loved motocross was an understatement. Dad made sure the Hart kids were able to race with us too even when Brady argued it was too much he was giving. Dad had more than a soft spot in his heart for the Hart kids, and it showed. Even Brady who had stolen the heart of his eldest daughter. My big sister Aite. Sure he gave him a hard time now and then, but he loved him. When the Harts parents died on the same day dad and mom made sure that the Hart kids weren't taken away from Brady. They always made sure the Hart kids were alright, and that made me love them even more than I already did!

Romy and I will be starting our sophomore year this year. I can't wait. We've been cheerleaders since our freshman year. I play basketball and softball. I tried Volleyball in junior high, but it hurt my wrists too much to hit the ball so I never went out again. I'm also still in Motocross, definitely can't give that up as much as I love it! This last year hasn't been too great. Losing quite a few club members in an avalanche, and then Leila Youngblood in a terrible accident and nobody finding her. I've tried to be there for my friends who lost loved one, and that's about all I can do.