Shadow

Chapter 1: Intro

     Hey there, didn't expect to see you so soon. Oh, you're probably wandering who I am. Well If you didn't read the back or title of this book like a normal person, I'll explain but pay close attention. More attention then you showed your Ex before she left you. My name is Shadow, I'm your friendly neighborhood superhero.... Wait that's not right. Who the fudge nuggets swapped the script! Fine we're going off script. I'm Shadow, and I'm a bad guy. You may be wandering "who wants to read a book about a bad guy named Shadow"? Well you do of course. Sure I'm not a red spandex wearing, Katana weilding super freak of nature, but I'll do. So suck it up chunky cheeks and enjoy my story.
     Now everyday was the same for me. Wake up, go to work, eat lunch, continue work, etc. You know, the boring life. Oh, I didn't tell you? Yeah see I was a lawyer. Mhmm big time crime buster. Pretty good one at that. Never a case I didn't win, and well you put so many bad people away you tend to make enemies. Well you see, this guy I put away happened to learn about my family. My beautiful wife and two daughters. *sob* nah I'm kidding. I was pretty bad at my job, won some lost more. Well one day I just got tired of it and decided to quit my job and pick up some old hobbies. I started practicing at the gun range, and started to work on some magic tricks, even began to bake again. Not cakes or cookies, no no no Haha, gosh no. I mean I baked Snow, you know, Adult sugar. Ah, you're probably to young to know what I'm talking about so I'm just gonna stop talking about it. *coughs* cocaine. Sorry about that.
     Before we continue I would love to learn about you, the audience, the reader, the man behind the mask. What do you do? Any cool hobbies? You know that kind of thing. So please, do tell. Well I honestly don't care at this point. This is my origin story, not yours. Sorry, sorry I have impulsive issues. Sometimes I just wanna snap something, you know? Ok let's continue. Oh yeah, picked up hobbies. Well, after I picked up my hobbies my joy soon slipped away. My wife and kids I mean. See they noticed the changes and weren't to happy. Wife said something like if I don't straight up Yada Yada be a good father Yada Yada I'm taking the kids. Then they left. Honestly, I didn't quite catch her entire speech because I was getting high off my own supply. Do kids still say that? Oh well, my wife and kids left and shortly after got into a wreck. Sadly no one made it out alive and it was my fault. I drove them out and a Truck drove into them. I took a darker path and somehow made it down the ranks of contract killer. Became a hit man, and stopped the narcoti.... I mean snacks. I know, you may be thinking "well when is he going to get to the story now, no one cares about the bumpkins sob story" well right now. It all started when.....