Shadow stared at me, hate deep within his eyes. It was a hate I had never experienced, a hate that had never been directed at me. Yes, that look in his eyes, the hatred, the anger, was staring straight through my eyes and into my soul. If looks could kill, I'd have already died a thousand deaths, which was something I had always been willing to do for Shadow. You see, he was my best friend. I guess I should start at the beginning though, so that you understand exactly what has happened. So you see why he hates his best friend so much, and why I was always willing to die for him.
This is our story. How we got started, what brought us together, and what tore us apart.
This is where we will decide for good whether we stick together or leave, and I have a terrible feeling that this may not end why way I would like it to. I guess I should start at the very beginning. When egghead went and screwed things up.
