Shadows of Tomorrow

Chapter 3

Shadow sat down on a bench outside a diner. He had no money, so he couldn't eat.

"Hmph, stupid human law. Their law disgusts me more than they do," he mumbled to himself.

It was raining pretty hard, and the wind blew, making it even colder than it was. It was probably about noon, three hours since Shadow had lost his so called "pet" dog. He was rather happy about that.

A car drove by, causing the water from the road to come up and splash Shadow in the face.

"Bleh! Damn car!" he yelled as he wiped the water off of his face. Then, he seen something sparkle in the light. It was in the road, getting ready to go down a storm drain. He walked over to the curb and looked to make sure no cars were coming, so he wouldn't get splashed again. He bent down and picked it up. It was a dollar coin.

"Haha! I have found currency! Now I can eat!" he yelled as he stood back up.

He walked into the diner. A young man, tall and skinny with blonde hair walked over to him.

"Uh, freaky animal, sorry, but there's a no pets allowed policy here," the guy said to him.

"Human, do you know who I am?" Shadow asked, evil in his voice.

"A freakish porcupine that talks?" the man said blankly.

"No, idiotic human, I am Shadow, the ULTIMATE life form," Shadow said with pride.

"Whatever, dawg. There's still no pets allowed," the guy said.

"Listen here, human, I am not a 'dog', my name is Shadow, and I demand some of you're so called food!" Shadow said, with rage in his voice.

"Sorry, but I can't let you pass, dude."

"I am not a 'dude' either. Now I demand some food, human!" Shadow said. He was getting annoyed of this human's smart talk.

"No way, I'm not allowed to serve animals," the guy said, blankly.

It was clear to Shadow that this would have to invovle some violence to get his point across, so he grabbed the guy's arm and tossed him into the wall, making a crator.

"Dude... that...is...so...not...cool," the guy said weakly. Then he passed out.

A million eyes, or so it seemed, turned to Shadow. Shadow found this un-nerving, so he just walked up to the counter and sat down, ignoring everybody's stares. The few waiters that were still working eyed Shadow carefully. That is, all but one.

This one had brown hair, and was tall, but not so skinny, but not fat. He hadn't seen what Shadow did to the blonde waiter, so he walked over.

"Hello, mister, may I take your order?" he said.

"I want waffles," Shadow said.

"Sorry sir, we don't have waffles," the guy replied.

"I said, I want waffles, or else."

"Or else what?" the guy asked.

Hmph, so this is a wise guy, huh? Shadow thought to himself.

"Or else, I'll have to crack your skull," Shadow replied, with more evil in voice than ever.

The guy flinched, and walked tword the back of the resturant. He muttered something to the cook, and the cook turned his gaze tword Shadow. He then said something to the waiter, and the waiter got down on his knees. The cook nodded his head, and brought Shadow a plate of waffles.

"Hmph, I guess these will do," Shadow said, poking them with a fork. He downed them, and left the coin where he sat and walked out the door.