A boy of twelve walked down a suburban street, unaware of his surroundings, he focused only on the ground. His head shot up as something broke the sound barrier and hurdled toward the ground.
"What the……" His words were cut short as he hurdled backwards across yards of pavement. He finally fell unconscious against a tree and slumped over. Awaking a few minutes later he tried to stand but pain shot through his left knee as he realized he could see his muscles and bones.
He crawled over to the source of his pain only to find a polished orange jewel in a crater. He stared in aw and reached for it, but was suddenly engulfed in cold darkness. He looked around and realized he was no longer in the middle of a street but in a grassy plain facing down an ominous dark figure.
"Who…who are you." Asked the boy crawling back a bit trying to escape.
"I am Shadeslayer, and I should be asking you the same thing." A monstrous shadow appeared behind the man as he talked.