A/N: I got the idea for this story from Flying Star's "Drifting" (I suggest
you read it, it's very good). And because of that, I dedicate this to
Flying Star.
Chapter 1: First Reaction
It's his entire fault,
That Slade guy.
That's the whole reason,
I want him to die.

He killed my friend,
My partner, my love.
With a single push,
From his bloodstained glove.

I gave it some thought,
A minutes worth, though.
He is now my target,
No longer a foe.

Revenge for him,
Is now my cause.
My rage emerges
As it's frozen cage thaws.

The thought of revenge,
Was my first reaction.
Now I will take,
My very first action.