Origins of Cloud

[Cloud]

((This is mostly because I like typing a lot. Most of this will be similar to the History in Cloud's Profile but with more depth to it. Also contains swearing and scenes of an adult nature -- I had to say that really.))

At birth Cloud was an exceptionally gifted Magician. Even at one month old he could somehow send fear into whoever looked at him. His parents had notions of world domination and other similar appetites. In short they were evil spell wielders. Upon their home world they were outlaws so the pair decided to try and take over another, weaker world. They abandoned Cloud when he was 6 months old, too young to defend himself against the savages of life.

A young woman took him in, a prostitute in one of the poor towns. She had barely enough to take care of herself never mind a baby. Cloud was very malnourished as a child. This resulted in his powers as a Magician diminishing, lying dormant within his self. His mother always came back home sporting bruises and cuts from where her clients were too rough.

At six Cloud had to steal from the rich folk in neighboring towns to stay alive. He became part of the thieves' guild and he begun his training. At nine he had been able to take care of him and his surrogate mother with all the wealth he had acquired from stealing. He seemed to have a knack for sneaking around, picking locks and leaving no evidence he had been anywhere.

At fifteen Cloud noticed his mother kept coming home with more and more cuts and bruises. After questioning her about who did it Cloud became enraged. The dormant powers boiled up within him. He grabbed a short sword and went to kill the man who beat up his mother.

Getting to the man's house Cloud burst in and pointed his sword towards a young woman who had been about to leave. "Where is he?", Cloud said biting off each word slowly.
"In there.", the woman replied.
Cloud ran into the room that the woman indicated to see a man, fully armoured with a long sword in his hand.
"You beat my mother!" Cloud shouted.
"She was a horny *JUMPING PEPPERS!*" the man laughed.
Cloud attacked the man in his rage, but the man was too fast and easily defended himself against the attack. Cloud was weak and had no sword fighting skills whatsoever. He was just a kid with a grudge. The man attacked with his own sword while Cloud tried to defend himself. The impact of the two swords sent a shock down Cloud's arm and all through his body. He felt has if his arm was broken. The man pushed him against the wall knocking Cloud down. The man laughed.
"Come back when you have the skills to beat me, kid" the man said smugly.

That was enough for Cloud. He felt heat rising from somewhere inside of him. It seemed to manifest in his hand. After a moment Cloud stood up, his sword arm shaking now. His sword fell from his hand, the handle was half melted.
"You want a fist fight now?"
Cloud's eyes remained vacant while the man walked back towards him. Cloud outstretched his hand, his fist tightly shut. He slowly opened his hand making flames erupt from it and engulfing the man. In a few seconds it was all over. The man's charred body sent an odour up Cloud's nose that made him wretch. His eyes blinked a few times, tears of worry streaming from them. What had he done? How had he done it? Cloud ran out as fast as he could not knowing what to do. He decided to pack up his things, leave a quick note for his mother and run away.

He lived in forests for a year, only coming out to get food and other supplies. He usually went to the nearest village and steal from a few houses and come back. On his way back from one such trip he realised the city watch was following him. He ran towards his home in one of the trees and tried to run. The guards caught up with him before he could flee and arrested him for stealing.

He was sentenced to a year in prison. This was a hard life for Cloud. He frequently got beaten up to near death and somehow survived each encounter. Every beating he never fought back but just took it. He gained the nickname 'Phoenix' after getting stabbed in the chest multiple times and surviving. After six months of this he started getting respect.

He adopted his nickname as his surname. After his sentence was over he decided to join the army. They laughed at him for signing up, getting more beatings here than in jail. He trained with a sword everyday and after another year he was quite adept at it. He had become much stronger and had grown a lot in this time.

One of the soldiers tried to beat him once again but ended up with a dagger to his throat.
"Try anything again and I won't hesitate to cut your throat", Cloud spat.
"Ok, just let me go." the soldier said.

After letting him go the soldier muttered something under his breath. In a split second he had a dagger through his throat and fell instantly. The army didn't like this at all and tried to have Cloud hung. This didn't work out so well. In the process Cloud had somehow burnt the rope and fell towards the ground. With nothing to defend himself and the entire army with their swords drawn Cloud did the only thing he could do. The army was put through every element known to man, not one survived.

This was the end. Exhaustion after this feat consumed him and he was easily captured. When he awoke Cloud was being burnt at the stake. He died when the flames consumed him since his power was drained.

He awoke. At first he thought he had survived but the fact that a demon was studying his face made him think otherwise. The demon liked him. He identified himself as 'the wandering wolf' and trained him to become a deadly being. He asked the demon why he was being trained and the demon said it was because hell was trying to take over the world. Cloud was the one to do it.

After perfecting his magical abilities and sword fighting skills Cloud was raised from the dead, his body now revitalised. He was eighteen, although his spirit was much older since he had lived in the demon world for a number of centuries. Living in the demon world had some effect on his body. He was now a demon. Also the demon had given Cloud a sword forged from the fires of hell by satan himself.

Cloud was filled with rage from the demon's influence but also because he was burnt at the stake. He went on a rampage, killing everything and everyone in sight with his powers.

((I'll finish the rest of the story in a while, this is going to be a long enough post as it is!))

[Cloud]

At the dawn of the 21st Century one man had destroyed entire colonies. He had taken to wearing a black cloak that hid his features, many mistaking him for death.

He was on his way to a small village, his rage had surpassed for the time being but he knew it would come calling again. He walked into a nearby inn and asked for a room. A man studied the strangers face.
"You look familiar to me." the man stated.
"Keep away from me good sir if you know what's good for you." the stranger answered.
"Now that is a bold statement." the man replied, reaching for the stranger's arm.
The stranger caught it quickly and held onto it tightly.
"I told you to keep away but now I fear it is too late." the stranger said.
"You're Cloud aren't you?" the man asked.
The mans arm began sizzling where the stranger held onto it. Pain was etched onto the man's face but still the stranger held on. After a couple of minutes the stranger let go. The man pulled back and cradled his arm.
"I don't know how you know me considering I've not been on this earth for a couple of millenia." the stranger said coldly, "But I advise you to get out of here now.
The stranger, known as Cloud, rose quickly. The man who claimed to know Cloud started shouting that bread had been stolen. The barman put a sturdy hand on Cloud.
"Hand over the bread or I'll be forced to call the police." the barman said.
Fire erupted on Cloud's shoulder where the barman's hand was. It spread all around the barman's body until he was consumed by flame. The rage had definately come back. Lightning leapt out of Cloud's hand and throught the bodies of two people who were about to tackle him. Turning around Cloud quickly despatched five ice balls winding many. In another instant fire erupted from a few of the beer taps, explosions being heard below where the barrels would have exploded. Cloud casually exited the inn, the man who claimed to know him followed closely behind. Cloud gave a wave of his arm and the inn, now quite far away, was consumed by the ground as it cracked into a large fissure.

Days past and the man still followed Cloud. The man lost his way for an instant and started looking around for any sign that Cloud had been there. The man entered the mouth of a perculiar cave, it was dripping with slime.
"What are you looking for good sir?" Cloud asked suddenly appearing at the caves entrance. The man changed into an eerie form of an angel.
"You work for a faction in hell that I don't like that much" the angel said, "and you must be stopped."
With that the angel lunged at Cloud and struck him down easily. Instead of death like last time it seemed Cloud's spirit form was pushed out of his own body. In spirit form Cloud felt he was being pulled down towards hell but another unknown force kept stopping him. After a while of this Cloud decided to walk back into his own body.

Cloud awoke to find the angel's back turned towards him. This was his chance, Cloud unsheathed his Demon Sword and attacked the angel. The angel turned and used his own sword to stop the attack. A fierce battle of sword and magic ensued with Cloud seemingly being victorious. Near death, Cloud stumbled along not knowing where he was going. Far down the cave at this point Cloud saw a sign. It read: 'The Corrupted Cave, Home of the Evil Council'. He had no idea what that meant but decided to heal himself as it didn't sound good at all. Cloud felt no different. His healing power either had no effect in this place or he had lost it for good. He felt different somehow, he didn't notice it at first being so injured. It felt as though someone had ripped his powers from his body. The angel's last revenge.

From the dark tunnels of the cave an eerie voice shouted "We have an intruder...".
With that Cloud collapsed.

((This is pretty much the end of Cloud's history in his profile but I will be adding a little more as there is still something to write.))