A/N: Hey there. Deathwriter here. This is my first fanfic and I'll really like it if you could review this. I'm new and I'm kind of un-sure whether or not it's good or not. Sorry if I've spelt anything wrong, or if I made the characters a little OOC, I'm not that good of a writer yet.

Disclaimer: I do not and will not own YJ. If I did then they'll all be screwed up and no one would watch it.

"Mother! Father!" an eight year old girl with raven black hair was crying in front of two lifeless bodies, well what was left of the bodies. Their faces were unidentifiable, but the girl could easily tell it was her family since she watched their horrible demise.

A man dressed in black came up from behind her with two swords in his hands. His face was covered by a hood, but she knew who he was, "This is a warning of what is to come if your resolution wavers." he threw the swords down in front of her, "Remember who you are." he whispered while unsheathing a dagger, it's blade shined in the moonless night, giving a cold silver glow in the dark room. "Now, who are you?" he yelled while placing the cold metal just inches away from the back of her neck.

She didn't even whence to the dagger or the man yelling, she looked up to where she guessed his eyes were and she knew he only wanted one answer from her. Her eyes now dried, and her black eyes hardened at every calm breathe she took in. She mentally swore to get revenge on this man and everyone involved, but not now, for now she had to lock up every feeling in her heart in order to survive the night, and maybe even the rest of her life.

She bowed her head and recited the passage she was forced to remember, "I am a shadow." her voice was as sweet as an angels', but underneath the calmness of her voice was pure hatred to everything, "I do not ask questions and do not answer any. I am to be there and not, at the same time. I do not feel or say anything. My only desire is to bring people to see the light."

She looked up and the man gave an approving nod. And with a flick of the wrist, the dagger cut into her neat pony tail and her hair fell down as feathers. She didn't let out blink when she felt that man give an evil smirk to the whole event. "You'll be renamed. You will be one of the greatest warriors. Shadow will be yours and only yours. Be glad to be part of us at such a young age." he put the dagger back into its holster, and he mentioned for her to stand up, "Now, your real training with the Kage branch will begin."She got up and brought the swords up with her, it was now a part of her.

The man took the blood of her parents and smeared it onto her face, "Don't forget this day. For this is an important day, the day you have joined the League if Shadows. The vow to show the light to the whole world." when he was done, she brought her hood up to cover her face.

The blood was still warm and it carelessly ran down her face. She didn't want the name, but she had to claim it in order to right the wrong. A mental prayer rang through her head. That was going to be her only life line to sanity.

(Six years later, Kaldur's POV)
"Remember team, we are to capture our target without harming him, and we must do it with no attention drawn to us. We must bring him in for questioning on the League of Shadows. He is quite high up and the only lead we have in a long time." I was at the front of the bio-ship doing a brief summary of our mission. My team was quite and I knew that they were ready for this; I've been their leader for a year already.

"We will split up to six different points; they are spots the only spots he goes to at night alone in Gotham. Each of you is to wait for him to come out, and at just the right moment, capture him. Radio in once you have him in captivity. Do I make myself clear?" I smiled at the team's reaction, they all nodded, and I knew that I could trust them. We were all dropped off to our destinations and I knew that we won't fail.

(Shadow's POV)
Another new moon. It's a perfect night for shadows. I had to give a quite chuckle to myself. Perfect night for me, I thought. I'm too bored tonight, I have to wait for the target to come out of those doors, and he's a drunken mafia boss, who has gotten too close to the shadows.

Just here waiting in a dark alley, I know cliché right? But it is the easiest way to get the undetected. After three hours of waiting outside the bar, he finally comes out wasted. Just too easy, I thought to myself, my 666th kill, so is that a good thing for a 15 year old?

The drunk, I think I'll call him Doppy since he's walking like he's high, came to the mouth of my alleyway. I smirked, just too easy. Doppy got closer while I unsheathe my twin swords, yin and yang, and got into an attack position. Then he moved and turned around, getting further away. Damn it! I take a step closer, but then my sword hit a trash can and it made a huge clank sound.

Mother fucking damn it! Doppy heard it of course and turned around finally snapping out of his high. Just my luck I was standing in the light of a lamp and his eyes widened. Before he could move again, I quickly grabbed him and pinned him to a wall while covering his big mushy mouth. He smelt of Mary Jane and liquor, but disgust wasn't shown anywhere on me. I have to stay calm and collected.

On the other hand, Doppy was shaking like a leaf. His eyes tried everything they could to escape eye contact, but it is a hard thing to do when you can't see the other's eyes, let alone their entire face. My hood covered my face and hair, whilst my eyes were covered by a mask. No one would know who I am, even if I speak.

Dopy started to muffle something, so I moved my hand from his mouth and placed one of my swords to his throat, daring him to scream for help, "Please, have mercy on me! I'll give you anything you want! Money, power, anything! Just please spare me!" at I had to laugh at his idiotic banter. Like he can give me what I most desire.

"Do you even know who I am?" Dopy started to shake even harder when he heard my voice. Not really my problem that I sound like an innocent angel, I can't seem to make my voice sound cold and monotone. I was born with it.

"Who are you?" he asked getting more scared now, "Are you an angel or a devil?" I had to smile at that.

"I'm Shadow, and nothing else." before he could slur another word, the sword went right through his neck, easily going through muscle tissue and bone. Decapitating him, leaving nothing more than a river of blood and a headless body. All in a day's worked, I chuckled again, this is getting too old. But soon I won't have to spill blood anymore.

A/N: Yes, a cliff. Sorry I haven't gotten to the next part yet, but it is coming so don't worry. It'll come in next week, or soon. Depends on if you review or not. Yes I'm a cruel person, but that's what makes me live. So if you want more review!