The Shadow That Could Have Been
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He walked alone with dagers on hips and scars on his arms, legs, chest and back. He growled lightly as he looked forward with a cold stair, loathing and hating all and not wanting anything to do with anyone. His life was hell and it had molded him into a killer without care and without worry of retribution or revenge. Everything bad that could happen did....His father lived long and well into his life and had a powerful hold on him and was able to mold him into the demon he wanted. Any chance at love had failed and he was so cold and evil that any chance he had to kill someone or something he did. He almost went out of his way to find something to fight and to rip it apart. A cat, a bear, a lion, it didn't matter. Shadow's eyes were darker and devoid of life or love and he was a beast like his father had wanted. Trained in death and bathed in blood this is the tail of what could have been, this is the story of what almost was.

Shadow stepped slowly from the tree line of the forest he was in and before him was mass open plains and grass and sun...He growled and bared his teeth at the light in the sky, Shadow frowned on the light for he was a creature of the shadows and of darkness. He smiled as he thought about that night so long ago. His father was laying down asleep after had beatin Shadow nearly to death or so he thought, Shadow had gotten good at taking blows and not being affected by pain so when a large peace of wood smashed into shadows head...his falling to he ground and slowed down breathing was enough to make his father think him out cold. Shadow had waited till he heard his father was asleep and he had grabbed his father by his neck, gabbed a dagger into his heart and he ripped open his father rib cage and ripped out his heart and ate it while his father was still alive and the look of Shock and fear had made Shadow the demon he was, along with the eating of the evils mans heart.

He was now always on high alert listing for anything and everything on the wind and his nose was always searching along with his eyes to find someone, anyone who may or may not be after him and he hopped someone was....he hadn't ripped out someones heart in a while, the thought made his mouth water and he howled loud hoping to call something to him, anything and when they did the smell of blood and death would be part of him, he was a demon now, there was no hope for the fallen not for this man.


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