Shadow found himself in a storm. He needed to take a break or he could be sucked up in something that could mess him up physically. He didn't need that. Shadow barreled through the clouds, and hit the ground, turning back into his original form on contact. He looked around. He was in an abandoned town. A smokey substance surrounded him and a spiffy, what looked like, Men in Black Suit formed over him. He messed with his hair a little bit then walked around. "Hello? anyone here?"<br/><br/>This reminded him of the civil war they had in his hometown when he was younger. He wanted to fight, and that's what they let him do. Worst choice ever. He was captured prisoner, and he was painfully, experimented and tested on. That's how he became Shadow. From those tests, he lost a lot of his memory. He remembered waking up in a snow covered field, and that was the beginning of shadow. All he remembers about his life, was fighting in that war. It was the darkest time in his life...at least...the darkest time in his memory.<br/><br/>He looked around more. "Anyone at all?" He restrained from using any powers, because if he did, then there was a chance, that who ever was there could be scared off. "Gimme a sign at least...anyone..."