Name: Phoenix Tucker Nikolai
Age: 36
Species: Valkyr
Face Claim: Theo James

Charismatic || Focused || Methodical
Abrasive || Impatient || Calculating || Secretive

Phoenix’s background is not filled with once upon a times, and happily ever afters his life has been anything but easy. The first born child to Louanna the apple of her eye so to speak, her boyfriend at the time was anything but a loving father. Viktor had no real interest in committing to Louanna, nor raising a screaming child, Viktor did what Viktor did best and sent them away. Louanna now on her own with a small child who depended on her, went back home to her parents. Phoenix was left with his grandparents more often than not, his mother barely paying attention to him because of the reminder of his birth father.

Phoenix continued to grow quickly and he was a smart sharp little man, he seemed to take in all the information he was given. He learned to talk at a young age by the age of 5 he was speaking as clearly as an adult would. Communicating his needs and desires, his grandparents expressed that they believed he may be a gifted boy. His mother was too busy working three jobs trying to make sure ends met for her and Phoenix. Even with the very little time he got with his mother, he was more than overjoyed with what he did get.

Until his mother came home with a new man, at first Phoenix enjoyed having someone else around who was willing to play with him, and give him attention. After a year the attention faded, his grandparents passed away, his mother’s attention split between Clifford and himself. Phoenix as young as he was felt like his mother didn’t love him. Even though she loved him very much and she wanted what was best for him. She had taken so many jobs over his life time to save up and send him to college, to give him everything he would need. She forgot that a small child didn’t see things in that view their minds were simple and needed simple things.

Within a few years Clifford and his mother were married, and expecting their first little one. Overnight things changed Clifford and Louanna were including Phoenix in the pregnancy asking if he wanted to feel the baby kicking. What he wanted to do to help with the baby, Clifford gave him the nickname of Tucker. Once the baby was born Phoenix felt more included he loved his little sister. She was always giggling at him she found him funny, Phoenix felt loved and genuinely happy. Years went by and along came the last child Justice.

Phoenix was now 10 and he was beyond thrilled the child was a boy, he had a friend! Someone he could rely on, someone who would always be there for him. Oh how wrong the poor boy was, the truth began to come out that Clifford had only given Phoenix the name Tucker because he hated his first name. The name was unusual and strange and didn’t flow off the tongue, and Phoenix wasn’t his, the woman he loved had a child with someone else. Phoenix did what most children would do he continued to do well in school trying to show Clifford he could be loved.

Grade 9 was a breeze for Phoenix his grades never dropping below a B, when he was 16 years old he met his biological father. The man had looked him up and found out that Clifford had a little bit of money, he also learned of his son’s smarts. Phoenix began to see his father in secret spending more and more time with him. The more time he spent with Viktor the less time he spent at home with his mother and siblings.

Though in reality spending less time with a family he figured hated him was a good thing, too often had Phoenix gotten angry and flew off the handle because Justice got something he wasn’t allowed to have. Phoenix would than be punished for flying off, but was it really that fair? He was a child who felt like he didn’t fit within his own family. He was jealous of his brother, his sister well he didn’t resent her she was a girl she naturally had different interest than he did. The more time he spent with Justice the more he hated him.

His grades began to slip, his anger issues grew; his resentment for his family was fueled by the things his father said to him and filled his head with. Phoenix began to have fights with Clifford, and his siblings for no reason at all. His mother insisting he see a doctor, upon doing so Phoenix was diagnosed with intermittent explosive disorder, as well as needing to seek help with anger management.

At the age of 23 Phoenix felt like he had had enough of the pills and therapies being shoved down his throat that he left and moved in with his father. In retrospect Phoenix would have been better off on his own away from everyone. His stepfather hated him, his mother loved him, but his siblings were the bigger focus, and his biological father and supermodel stepmother well they were heavily involved in the underground crime scene.

This is where Phoenix discovered that he could channel his anger into something else, fighting to be exact. Starting out as a fighter in an underground ring, Phoenix was undefeated, from there he was introduced to blades. Once again excelling in learning how to handle them, his father began to use Phoenix as his muscle when attending meetings. None of his father’s rivals dared mess with him if Phoenix was around. They had heard the stories of the things he was capable of.

Finally Phoenix was promoted to hunter, he hunted down anyone that owed money to his father, or anyone his father deemed to have wronged him in someway. With Phoenix’s anger and what seemed to be lack of emotion he was the perfect man for the job. That was until her…

Phoenix was out on a job to be honest he barely even remembers what the job was about, he just remembers he was running in the woods chasing after his next ‘victim’ when he encountered her. She and a few others were running for their lives quite literally, without thinking Phoenix had thrown himself between her and the ones who were after her. Unfortunately for him he didn’t stand a chance against these beings after all they weren’t human like he was.

That is where his human life ended, and I say human life because upon being killed by one of the many people after the woman and her companions. He was left lifeless on the cold snowbank while they pursued her. Luckily… or maybe unluckily… a woman was in the woods at that very moment, having performed what Phoenix has come to realize was Shadow magic. She brought him back from the dead, explaining to him what he was now, and that he had to cut all ties to his human life. Which really that wasn’t that hard for him to do considering noone cared for him enough to look for him anyways.

Months went by and Phoenix spent all of his time looking for the girl that he had died to save. To be honest Phoenix wasn’t really sure why he was looking for her, he remembered her eyes. How terrified she had looked, he hated knowing that he had seen that terror and he wasn’t able to help. This fueled his new found job of being a bounty hunter of sorts, he hunted down men and woman who had wronged someone made them terrified and he made them suffer.

Somewhere along the way Phoenix crossed a line and he began to kill, not because it was apart of his job, he did it for the sport of it. He became addicted to blood wanting no needing to feed, the woman who had turned him had warned him that doing something like this would result in him becoming a vampire. If this happened he may never be able to be saved, and the Valkyr would hunt him down and take him out.

For Phoenix that didn’t seem like such a bad thing, he was use to being the hunter, it would be interesting in his mind to be the hunted. It has been 8 years since he was turned, 8 years since he had laid eyes on the woman he died for. Over the 8 years he had been hunting the people responsible for killing him as well. Slaughtering them without mercy, Phoenix found the more blood he consumed the stronger he became.

Finally present day, Phoenix heard that most of the Valkyr had migrated to Evermore City where their King lives, having a bit of curiosity about the creator of what he was Phoenix moved there as well. Little did he know the woman he has been searching for also lives within the city.