Name: Arek Storm
Powerset: Inv/Axe
Origin: Natural
Eric was average in about every way except his height which was a mere four feet eight inches. He worked as a weaponsmith forging weapons for the many and sundry heroes that inhabited Paragon city. Anything from assault rifles to broadswords were his stock in trade. He was happy that at the end of the day he was doing his part to help the good guys, but his true pride and joy was his family. He would frequently take off early to play with his kids, or go home for lunch.
Unfortunately his assistance to the forces of good had brought him to the attention of the forces of evil and his life would one day be changed radically.
One day he returned home much later than normal to find his home a smoking ruin and his family's broken bodies laying in the wreckage.
The rescue squad found him holding the bodies of his four year old daughter and two year old son sobbing uncontrollably when they arrived. They were barely able to understand his unsteady query of "Who?". But no one knew which evil organization was responsible for the attempt on his life.
A few days later Eric buried his family and returned to his workshop. He began training his body to the absolute peak of human endurance with the intent of hitting the street to seek vengeance and retribution for his family's death. His muscles grew and his ability to withstand pain became extreme, but still he could barely handle a group of Skuls. He needed something more. It arrived one day from his friend Mathias Crowley. The note said "It may help you find what you seek, if you have the strength to master it". It was a large ingot of metal the like of which he had never seen. Just looking at it he had the unmistakable feeling that Mathias had imbued it with power although Mathias has never admitted as much. As he forged it to be the weapon of his retribution it spoke to him in his mind, speaking of vengeance and power undreamed. Soon he had the weapon he needed, an axe of mammoth proportions of made of an unknown metal with unknown power. He forged armor and impregnated it with the last of the unknown metal. At last his vengeance and retribution would be no longer delayed. And so Arek Storm was forged in the fires of grief, loss, and overwhelming anger as an instrument of retribution upon Evil.
The axe speaks to him to this day, guiding him to ever greater power, and soon he feels he shall be able to rend the very fabric of the universe to move about Paragon City.
So let evil beware, as Arek prowls the streets of Paragon, for his battle cry is "None shall escape my Wrath!"
