Shadow walked up and down the halls of the apartment. This wasn't anything compared to his old home.

His master had bottles everywhere and always had a kid with him. Then you would see guns and things like that everywhere. There wasn't one picture hung up on his wall. Nothing except furniture, beer, molested kids and guns.

Shadow walked around a few more feet then went to the kitchen and got a quick drink. Deciding there was nothing else to do a limped his way to the front room and lay down on his big and blue fluffy bed.

He relaxed a bit then turned over onto his back. Deep and dark memories started to haunt his mind.

First he remembered himself as a puppy playing in his backyard. He heard a wrinkle of a fence and the next thing he knew was he was forced into a pillowcase and brought to a car.

The next thing he remembered was the moving vehicle stopping and being carried around. Then the man carrying him dropped the bag with him in it on the ground.

He made a soft yelp then tried to escape. He wasn't able to get far before he tripped over the bag.

He heard a man laugh and froze as he was nudged with a foot. Laughing the man said, "Dumb now, but once I get through with you will be the smartest dog ever."

Weeks passed and so did months. He was abused from the start and was thrown out into a cold outside for several weeks. Not only was he abused but also he was starved.

Training was a major thing. He learned everything a dog needs to know in less then a week or so.

When he was about one year old he was put to training coarse. He would jump over fences and crawl in tunnels. He also learned how to climb up ten- foot high fences and how to avoid nets. This all was hard and when he would mess up once he was automatically beaten.

After the courses he learned to hate police. A stunt man would dress up in stuffing with a police uniform. The pup known as 52 was to attack him and force him into pieces until he was told other wise.

Finally when his training was done he was brought into the city where he was forced to harm all life.

52's master would molest the kids and 52 would block the police from getting to him.

He was often shot or anything else but was always able to get away to his master. He would be healed and the next week was off at work again.

Most of time his master would be caught and Shadow would have to go in and attack them. Then once his master got away and was far enough Shadow would flee. The quicker he was free, the less the beating Shadow got.

Most of the time it was just a bruise but once it was a broken rib. From then the master got mad enough and tried to shoot him. If it weren't for the police at the door he would have been dead.

He was just left with a scar under his right eye. Most of all it was a millimeter or so under his eye but it was pretty close.

Other then that his life had been a mistake. The only thing that had happened that was good was finding Ty.

Ty had changed his life. He no more slept outside, starved, was beat and didn't have to attack cops.

Actually most of his beatings came from the cops. When they would be attacked they would all come after him with stuff.

Shadow opened his eyes to a noise at the door. The knob turned and there Ty walked in.