First Narry majig. This'll be fun to write so I'm excited! Yay. Here's the prolouge thingy.
Harry~
Life is strange, but blessed for many people. Unfortunately I have not had a blessed life so far, it sucks shite. I'm cold and hungry and alone. Not much different from the labratory I was mutated in though. Sitting here in this carboard box in the snow covered streets. My life probably won't change uness someone trips over the box.
