This is the past of my character that I created for an RP I made. Seraph Darkfire is a name I use frequently because I like that name.
This is the story of Seraph Darkfire, the Time Traveler.
Seraph's Past
Chapter One
Seraph Darkfire
100,000 B.C.
"Brother!" a teen boy ran up wearing nothing but a loincloth, of course, this was natural of the nomad tribes. He had black hair and bright green eyes. Despite his young age, the boy was very fit and had a lean, muscle covered body.
The boy he was running toward was lying on his back and staring at the cloud covered sky. In their clan, he was considered an anomaly, a part of witchcraft. He was different only by his hair and eyes while his body was as fit and lean muscled as the other boy's in the clan.
His hair was white as fresh snow while his eyes were a bright red like that of a fresh kill's blood. When he was born, the village elders wanted him dead. But, his mother was the sister of one of the elders and was able to plead for her son's life. He was allowed to live, provided that he didn't preform any dark or demon magic. He was given the name Seraph Darkfire. Seraph to ward off evil and Darkfire to remind them of who he was.
"Brother!" the boy said again "You need to prepare for your quest" all males were required to take a quest of some sort to marry a girl of the village. The male needed to do a quest, given by the father of his chosen bride. This was for the young man could win the heart of his love and gain the respect of the father and village. The type of quest usually depended on the rank of the family his chosen bride was a part of.
"Why Tolohi?" the white haired boy asked "We both know I am already very good at hunting and tracking, I can take anything that is thrown at me"
"Seraph" Tolohi said sighing "You should still be prepared for whatever they have planned for you, it can't hurt to be ready" Seraph could see that his little brother really cared about this. So he gave in and smiled.
"Alright" he said chuckling "Get my spear and we will practice battle techniques" he watched with amusement as his little brother ran off.
Once the young boy was gone, Seraph frowned "Why do I have such a bad feeling about tomorrow?" he asked himself quietly.
The Next Day
"Listen here boy" the gruff voice of Gharen Ama, a large burly man, said "You will have to go into the Field and bring back those magic flowers" Gharen was one of the village elders, and for a good reason. He had once taken down a Long Tooth with just his bare hands. He had the battle scars to prove it.
He had less love for Seraph than the others because the red eyed boy was doing this to marry his daughter, Sala Ama, a small, shy girl. She was beautiful with her raven colored hair and unusual, bright blue eyes. Her eyes, unlike Seraph's, were praised as a blessing from the Creator, making her the prize of the village. This also made her very attractive toward the other boys of the clan. But, against her father's wishes, she chose Seraph for his sensitivity and kindness.
There was a timid tap on his shoulder and he turned around to find Sala standing there. Instead of speaking, Seraph gathered her into his arms and held her to him. She kissed his chest gently "Please be careful Seraph" she said in her small voice "I couldn't bare to lose you"
He chuckled "Come on, the Field is nothing big" he said "There is nothing in there that is dangerous" the Field was a large plain that was covered in grass taller than the average man. Once in there, time seemed to move erratically, making it either seem longer or shorter than the current time.
"Except for the pool" she said softly "Remember, we dropped animals in it to see what would happen, they never returned" the pool was a large area of silver water that glowed without any sunlight or moonlight. It was also the only place that the magic flower grew. The flower was gifted with incredible healing properties believed to come from the pool itself.
"I won't drop myself into the pool" he joked.
She giggled and lightly slapped him on the chest "Don't joke around like that, you might not get any alone time with me when you return" she grinned.
Seraph raised his hands in defense, glad that Gharen was a little ways away from them "Alright, alright" he said "I will see you when I return" he kissed her lips softly an grabbed his spear.
He walked leisurly out of the village, noting how it quickly became dark as he entered the Field. He guessed this must have been the power of the Field "It is dark, which means I will be able to see the glow" he looked around.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw a shimmer of light. There, in a small clearing, was the pool. But it was different; glowing multi-colored. Around it where thousands of bright purple flowers, each having silver stems. He bent down and began to collect the flowers in a small pack he had with him.
As a tribute, he took a flower apart, starting with the petals and then the stem. He felt the cool flow of healing energy course through his body from his stomach. He sighed in content and sat back to relax for a few moments. That is when he heard three voices:
"Born to be time;
Power through the spine;
Time to become Divine"
Seraph stood up, grabbing his spear, and began to look around for the source of the voices but couldn't find it "Who is there" he spun his spear in his hands "Show your self and your purpose"
All three voices (Seraph could now identify them as women), spoke at once:
"Accept your Fate!"
Suddenly, he was pitching forward, falling into the glowing pool. He felt his body being whipped around and pulled in all directions. Images began to fill his mind. A beautiful woman with red tears, a young female child with his hair and eyes.
Violet...Brianna..the names flitted through his consciousness as the images vanished, replaced by noew ones, of more people he did not know.
Charlie...Attie...Marcus...and even more people after them that he didn't know. So many people living under one home.
Suddenly, someone who looked like a reverse version of himself was in front of him.
"Who are you?" Seraph asked, or thought he may have done, either way, the person heard him.
"Hiya, my name is Lust" this new person seemed to be upbeat "I will be sleeping within you for several millennia until you meet those people" he chuckled "I can't wait until I get to meet Ellie" then the strange boy was gone like dust.
Seraph then felt his belongings vanish and felt some kind of clothing cover his body. It was a long, pure white cloak that covered his head. Finally, he slipped out of consciousness.
Unknown...
"Where did he come from?" someone asked, the voice was femal and kind.
"I don't know, he just appeared on the doorstep twenty minutes ago" the second voice was male, a little deep and gruff. Seraph opened his eyes and was greated by the light of a flickering fire.
"Look dear, he is awake" the woman said.
"W-where am I?" Seraph asked quietly.
"You are in the great country of England, in the city of London" the man said coming into his Seraph's view. He had a trim beard and kind eyes.
"My name is William Shakespeare" the man said "Perhaps you have heard of me?"
Seraph shook his head "No, I am sorry, should I?" he asked.
"No worries, only a few of my plays have come out" William said "But by the end of the next three years, my plays will have great value" he laughed and turned to the plump woman standing at the foot of the bed.
"Miriam, get this lad something to eat and drink will you?" he looked at Seraph as the woman sauntered off "What is your name?"
"Seraph. Seraph Darkfire" he said softly.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Darkfire, is there anything I can do to help you?" the young playwright asked.
"Yes" Seraph said looking into the man's eyes "Tell me all you know about this world currently"
I like that Seraph got to meet William Shakespeare. I have lots to say and lots of people to introduce. I may add people for Seraph to influence. Well until later, see you later.
