Second part of the past.

When the pod crashed into the earth, Shadow climbed out and looked around.

"So this is what it's like to have the sky above your head," he said softly.

Shadow noticed a city about a mile from him. He decided to check it out. He skated along the weeds and grass growing around him. When he was a few feet away from entering the city, he suddenly stopped at the sight of GUN soldiers.

"There he is!" one of the heavily armed GUN soldiers said. "Get him!"

All to fast, the GUN soldiers cuffed Shadow and led him to a nearby helicopter. It was dark green with the words "GUN" printed in white on the sides. The GUN soldiers walked him into the helicopter and sat him on the seats. Two pilots sat in the front of the helicopter talking into some device.

"Roger," one of them said and faced toward the other pilot. "Prison Island."

The helicopter took off and headed east. Everything was quiet except for the helicopter's engine running. Shadow glanced at the front window and saw a lake ahead. A small island loomed up ahead of them.

The helicopter landed and the men jerked Shadow up. They led him out of the helicopter and down the runway into miles of trees and grass. Just ahead, there was a tall building that looked almost like a castle, but made out of steel. They walked into the building and down a few hallways. The men stopped and punched in a code to open the door.

Shadow hated what he saw.