Post by Elias on Aug 16, 2009 22:02:11 GMT -5
Elias Valsen was born the son of a very wealthy business man in the city, his mother however was a prostitute which his Father's wife was not even aware of. His fathers problem was eased some what when Elias mother died giving birth to him, at the time the Doctors thought he had been still born. In fact when he came out he was pronounced dead but against the credentials of medical science life still beat in the small child. As his father held him in his arms however he was repulsed by a massive surge of wrongness something about his baby sickened him inside. He dropped the child leaving a flailing doctor to catch Elias. Later knowing he could not explain things to his wife Elias father abandoned the small baby leaving it to die in the streets and back alleys. He has never wanted the child anyway even more so as it repulsed him so.
However Elias did not died amid the filth and corruption instead it made him strong. One could he proved survive and hate and spite along. People who past him by seeing a child alone went to investigate only to turn around after one look into the young boys eyes. There was something about them a reflected inner darkness hinting at the colossal evil buried deep within. He survived eating scraps of food that he was given or stole, either way he survived and learned the world was a harsh place the only rule kill or be killed. After a time a foolish do-gooder handed Elias over to a orphanage that cared for children.
He staff a other children at the center offered him friendship and kindness but he paid them back with cruelty and malice. It was not long before everyone began to shun him, no family in there right mind would have adopted a boy that they named "the little monster". What disturbed the others more was the strange powers he began to demonstrate on hitting puberty. He was far faster and stronger than the other children people began to fear the young boy and those that did not soon paid the price for their foolishness. His teachers at the local school noted he was very gifted but when they offered him praise he slapped them away always arrogant and never displaying a single emotion that could be called human, other than rage.
It was during this time he experienced the most traumatic experience of his life. The orphanage decided to take all there children to the local church it was seen as a good idea to introduce them to god early. Elias was determined not to go but against all his wished they dragged him along anyway despite his dark moods. As he entered the sanctified ground he felt himself shrink inside as the dark core of his being contracted around his heart. It was like his powers recoiled for the touch of holy ground. He sat threw the ceremony holding his head in his hands clearly suffering a massive headache or perhaps just total boredom. it was not until the priest touch of on the should that his illusion of inner calm snapped. He spun in his chair lashing out with his teeth as they score a hit on the mans fingers. He quickly pulled away leaving a deep gash that bleed onto the marble floor. Elias eyes were scarlet red weather from pain or something else it was impossible to say as he fled the church. Needless to say he was never invited back.
Two moths after the incident at the church Elias had decided it was time for revenge. It was a sweat as nectar to a bee when it came. He had stolen a can of oil from the local bus and kept out with it in the dead of night. He spilled it over the doors and windows first then over any flammable objects. That night the staff then children everyone burned in the fires of a hellish inferno. There was no survivor other than the young boy who had set the fire. He felt no remorse for his actions no guilt just a deep feeling of satisfaction and mirth he wanted more chaos and devastation for that moment on his life served only to bring bedlam to the world.
Once again he survived on the streets his powers growing by the day. If he wanted something he took it by force or by guile the method was not important only the execution. He began to here voices in his head they told him things demanded his raise his game and create a world of evil. Those few that knew him began to speculate about his nature, the most common conclusion they reached was that he was driven by the devil himself. Elias did not even try to Deny the accusations what did he care as long as he got what he wanted, fear could be a powerful ally. He grew into a man quickly although he had been at that intellectual level for some time now.
It was at this point in his life that he meet Tom Bruke a dealer in the black market. He quickly caught Elias eye demanded in the form of a request that he worked for him. The mission was simple he had to kill the city Governor. Most people may have bulked at such a challenge but he relished the madness that would result from his victory. He easily penetrated the city hospital and searched for the governors room using an array of disguises. He did have a few problems later however when an interfering police agent with ice type super powers tied to stop him. In an ironic twist of fate the security services turned on the police agent my mistake giving him time to reach the Governor. He killed him efficiently with a variate of toxins he had stolen from the hospital labs however in the process he was wounded in the shoulder by a bullet. He soon escaped however walking right out the front door as he headed for the darker districts of the city.
However Elias did not died amid the filth and corruption instead it made him strong. One could he proved survive and hate and spite along. People who past him by seeing a child alone went to investigate only to turn around after one look into the young boys eyes. There was something about them a reflected inner darkness hinting at the colossal evil buried deep within. He survived eating scraps of food that he was given or stole, either way he survived and learned the world was a harsh place the only rule kill or be killed. After a time a foolish do-gooder handed Elias over to a orphanage that cared for children.
He staff a other children at the center offered him friendship and kindness but he paid them back with cruelty and malice. It was not long before everyone began to shun him, no family in there right mind would have adopted a boy that they named "the little monster". What disturbed the others more was the strange powers he began to demonstrate on hitting puberty. He was far faster and stronger than the other children people began to fear the young boy and those that did not soon paid the price for their foolishness. His teachers at the local school noted he was very gifted but when they offered him praise he slapped them away always arrogant and never displaying a single emotion that could be called human, other than rage.
It was during this time he experienced the most traumatic experience of his life. The orphanage decided to take all there children to the local church it was seen as a good idea to introduce them to god early. Elias was determined not to go but against all his wished they dragged him along anyway despite his dark moods. As he entered the sanctified ground he felt himself shrink inside as the dark core of his being contracted around his heart. It was like his powers recoiled for the touch of holy ground. He sat threw the ceremony holding his head in his hands clearly suffering a massive headache or perhaps just total boredom. it was not until the priest touch of on the should that his illusion of inner calm snapped. He spun in his chair lashing out with his teeth as they score a hit on the mans fingers. He quickly pulled away leaving a deep gash that bleed onto the marble floor. Elias eyes were scarlet red weather from pain or something else it was impossible to say as he fled the church. Needless to say he was never invited back.
Two moths after the incident at the church Elias had decided it was time for revenge. It was a sweat as nectar to a bee when it came. He had stolen a can of oil from the local bus and kept out with it in the dead of night. He spilled it over the doors and windows first then over any flammable objects. That night the staff then children everyone burned in the fires of a hellish inferno. There was no survivor other than the young boy who had set the fire. He felt no remorse for his actions no guilt just a deep feeling of satisfaction and mirth he wanted more chaos and devastation for that moment on his life served only to bring bedlam to the world.
Once again he survived on the streets his powers growing by the day. If he wanted something he took it by force or by guile the method was not important only the execution. He began to here voices in his head they told him things demanded his raise his game and create a world of evil. Those few that knew him began to speculate about his nature, the most common conclusion they reached was that he was driven by the devil himself. Elias did not even try to Deny the accusations what did he care as long as he got what he wanted, fear could be a powerful ally. He grew into a man quickly although he had been at that intellectual level for some time now.
It was at this point in his life that he meet Tom Bruke a dealer in the black market. He quickly caught Elias eye demanded in the form of a request that he worked for him. The mission was simple he had to kill the city Governor. Most people may have bulked at such a challenge but he relished the madness that would result from his victory. He easily penetrated the city hospital and searched for the governors room using an array of disguises. He did have a few problems later however when an interfering police agent with ice type super powers tied to stop him. In an ironic twist of fate the security services turned on the police agent my mistake giving him time to reach the Governor. He killed him efficiently with a variate of toxins he had stolen from the hospital labs however in the process he was wounded in the shoulder by a bullet. He soon escaped however walking right out the front door as he headed for the darker districts of the city.