Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Jul 1, 2007 20:09:08 GMT -5
Shadow was wondering aimlessly in the middle of somewhere in Britsh Colmbia the people their were quite welecomeing even of a stranger, except one. While walking down the streets Shadow felt someone grab his hair and throw him face first onto the ground. Heyyyyyyy it's my older br- oh crap almost let that slip. well in anycase. Shadow was thrown at what would have been a mile or two but a couple feet instead.
"YOU SON OF A!" Shadow knew that voice it was Widow only dressed like a gladiator seince it was the middle of the night and they were in a street of town houses (everyone sleeping) and Shadow didden't bring his sword. he quickly got out his comuicator and sent an S.O.S to others in Babylos and the academy. Yes by all means bring frinds Shadow you'll need them Widow had already materizied a roman double edge short sword (unbreakable by magic) and a large steel sheild. (also unbreakable) wearing the normal gladeator helm and armor (only much tougher from magic)