Another rainy day in Noxus...if it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all. At least my target hasn't noticed me, and if he was smart he'd leave his store now before I grow impatient. Hunger does seem to put a strain on your sanity, and damn I'm pretty hungry, hell I might even be starving. I pay no attention to the rain pounding my face, or the sting of my stomach yelling for nourishment of some form and keep my eyes locked on my target...good. He's beginning to leave, just need him to get some distance before I can make my move towards his store and steal me some food. As soon as I can no longer see him in the stormy night I make my move towards the door. Let's see...a simple iron lock, child's play. Idiot shopkeepers just make it too easy for scavengers like me to break in.

*Click*

I make a small smirk once I begin to remove the lock from the door and make my way inside the shop. At the sight of all the fresh produce my stomach begins to beat me from the inside. Easy boy...we're about to feast. I grab a shopping bag off the floor and make my way up and down the rows of fresh food, grabbing anything I can get my hands on. Once I reach the row of apples I can no longer take the wait and begin to chow down on the delicious fruit. What can I say? Apples are my favorite. My stomach is definitely satisfied now and has thankfully stopped the onslaught of inward punches. Now I can focus...and I'm glad I can now that I've sensed someone else walking into the shop. I keep my back turned for now and assess the situation...let's see, only one way out through the front door and I'm at the back of the shop armed with a small pocket knife while holding a bag full of fruits. Some would say the odds are not in my favor, but I've been around the block a few times so that should even the playing field. I guess my only option at the moment is to face my current opponent, who seems eerily quiet at the moment...I'll just keep my back turned for a few more moments before I act. I knew my time was running out once I heard the all too familiar cock of a revolver. Whoever this person is, they must not be from Noxus if they're using a firearm. I take one last look around me before I come out with my plan...I'll just have to let this person fire all six shots from their revolver before I go in for the kill.

Is this plan dangerous? Yes.

Is this plan stupid? Of course.

Is this plan going to work? I'm not sure, but I'll find out soon enough.

And with that I dive behind the closest vegetable stand, dropping my bag of food in the process but at the same time startling my assailant into firing off one shot. One bullet down, five to go. I take a look around the corner and see the person for the first time...for whatever reason the shopkeeper, who I thought had left, came back. He also took the opportunity and attempted to blast my face off, but luckily, I moved my head back in time before the bullet could connect. Four left to go. I reach my hand and grab whichever fruit or veggie from the stand I'm currently hiding behind and take it down to my lap. A potato, eh? Lucky me, my impatient side of me has taken over and changed my plan to a more...fun one shall I say. I need to move quick since the shopkeeper has seemingly found out the game I was originally attempting to play with him. He's on the move. Now's my chance, please connect potato! I quickly jump up to my feet and throw the spud at the shopkeeper's face with intense force. The blow from the vegetable causes him to stumble backwards and I reach for my knife in my pocket. In one quick flick of my wrist, the beautiful feel of a weapon in hand gives me the adrenaline needed to slice the knife at lightning speed across the shopkeeper's neck. A perfect cut. The blood doesn't even begin to pour out until he hits the floor. There's not a doubt in my mind he'll bleed out in the next minute or two. That's become sort of a signature of mine, people will know who was here by the perfection of the cut on his neck. But that's not what's on my mind at the current moment.

Someone must have definitely heard the gunshots, so I grab my bag of food and head off into the rain once more. Now that I've got some food, my next task is finding some shelter for the night. Normally I'd sleep in Noxus' many underground passages, but thanks to the rain, those passages should be flooded with 3 feet of water by now. I sigh at the thought of my normal "home" being uninhabitable for the night and head to another spot I knew of. It's an abandoned shack for hiding out for a short time that an old Noxus gang would use. But thanks to yours truly, (me), they were wiped from existence granting me access to their little hideouts I could use from time to time for shelter. I sort of regret killing off those gang members since the people now know of a boy who's capable of killing multiple people without leaving a single shred of evidence that a person was there at the time of the murders. What was the name they began to call me? Blade's Shadow? Pretty lame, but at least most people who can recognize my work know not to get in my way. I just wish they'd call me by my name...Talon. Not exactly sure what my full name is, all I know is that my name is Talon, and I'm all alone in this world. This cruel, horrible, disgusting world. My age I'd have to guess 16...So I unfortunately, have a while till I die of old age. Maybe if I'm lucky something will do me in before then. I pray, even though I don't believe in God, that I'd die to someone who has proven better than me in combat. What ever...I shrug those thoughts off as soon as I reach the shack.

It's a very cramped space, and insanely cold during the night, but it should protect me from the down pour going on outside, so I make no complaints as I remove my wet clothes; leaving me in nothing more than my boxers and undershirt. I lay my head down onto the hard, wooden floor of the shack, and think of a better place than Noxus until I nod off into sleep.