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Before I get started I would like you all to know, that I made this caractor up when I was about 5 years old and i played as this caractor with my freinds before hollywood even thought of makeing the Blade movies. ok now that thats over I can tell you the amazing tale of Blade the fire Mystic! (Its in first person so bear with me lol)

I was five years old when my parents died, mother had blue eyes blond hair and was the pride of her side of the family, father was an elf with the normal sliver hair of the race, I got mom's hair. Its a painful memory but ill try and recount it all as best I can. My dad was in the fields havesting wheat with my uncle, thats when the hooded stranger came to our house.
Father welcomed him in with open arms, he always was trusting. The man stayed with us for about a week and nothing happened untill that day we found my uncle impaled with a pitchfork. Mother found him first when she whent out to milk the cows. I can still see the horror in here face when she came and told father, who was giveing me a scolding for not feeding the chickens yet. Mother wispered something into fathers ear and I knew something was wrong when he told me to stay put without finishing our chat.
Of course i didnt stay put i followed them into the bar and sliped in when they where not looking. What i saw took what I thought was good and right from me, I had seen murder. At such a young age i did the only thing i could do, I cried, I cried untill mother heard me and then i cried some more. Father was to sad for his brother to be mad at me for following.
Later on father buired my uncle and proformed the finnal rights, we asked the strange man if he had seen anything buy he said, "No." and we belived he for he had done us no harm before.
Three days later i caught the stranger diging up my uncles body and then feasting upon the corpes. I stood hidein watching in horror. After about ten minutes he was done and I ran screaming to my mother and father and told them what had happened.
Right after i was done my father grabed his sword, a rusty old iron blade. I a halfling thought father was going to kill the man, but i was wrong he only wished to scare him off. as soon as fathers sword was out of it sheath he was dead with his own blade stuck into his now dead heart. The creaturetook off its hood and revlied that it was a blood demon, rare but posably the most dangeruse form. It sembly kidnapped me and forced me to watch as he slowly tortured my mother to death with magic.
At least some good came of that evil, I discoverd I was a Mystic, one of the four gaurdens of the princesses of magic. I unleashed my full furry upon that evil demon, blasts of fire I never knew i could use. I would have destroyed him if not for the fact that I was a mear child at the time, had i been five years older i learned i could have blowen up the world in that rage.
Then Drake found me he had sensed the power of the out burst and came looking for the scource. Drake raised me and tought me basic magic but he never could tell me how I did what I did.

end of part 1: childhood

hope you liked the story I will write part 2: adliesence, later.