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Hey guys. I'm sure if you've checked out my profile, you'd have noticed that I've become a hero. This journal will now double as my hero's journal, where I will log the events of The Twilight Shadow and other heros
I hope you enjoy the story ^^

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The History of the Twilight Shadow is an intresting story. It's filled with many things. It's a story about hate, sorrow, and anger. It's a story of how anyone's light can be corrupted. It's a story on how a simple event such as a friend moving can turn you dark. It is the story of light and darkness, of twilight. The Twilight Shadow's, or Saturday Ethereal's, story begins with the thoughts of happiness

Saturday had always thought himself pure hearted, He had great friends, great family, and an altogether good life. He did not have many wants as a child. He simply had a yearning for adventure. He would explore the forests on Isle de Gambio with his friends. He was happy

But it was all taken away.

Saturday's mom had divorced his father. After this event, things went downhill. His father fell into deep depression. He had to be hospitilized. Saturday's best friend had moved far across gaia, and it was very unlikely that he would see him again. While his dad was in the hospital, his mom moved back and forth. This caused him to go to many diffrent schools, and it was hard to keep friends. Despite all this, he still thought himself pure hearted.

This was about to change.

It was one day while he was atending Barton Elementry. His new friend Jax, was messing with his shadows. Jax had failed to tell him about this, but he accepted him anyway. That was when the teacher walked in. She saw Jax and took him away. Saturday was dumbfounded. He wanted to scream, but couldn't. Instead, he stood up. Crying, he ran away, saying all the way "Why can't I have friends?!". No one seemed to care though. No one tried to stop him. No one said 'Don't go!'.

He ran very far away. when he reached the ocean, he built himself a raft and sailed into the ocean.

This went on for several months

After month 5, he hit an island.
And it was populated.
Saturday jumped up an down with joy. The people there took him in, and took care of him. It was after a few days that he realized they were a warrior race. They fought daily, not only using physical power, but a variety of diffrent energies. Some controled ice, others had fire. Some could control metal, and another could shatter anything he wanted. They began to train Saturday, physical power at first.
They asked him to choose a weapon, and he picked a powerfull looking sword and and strong looking sheild. He fought with these, gradually growing stronger and faster.

One day, he dropped the sword and sheild during a fight. His enemy had knocked them far away, and was about to bring a massive sword down on him
He put his hands up in fear. Surely this is the end, he thought.

But the end never came

He looked up and realized a huge black wall was covering him. His hands were enveloped in black and white fire. He got up and the wall melted into little black squares. He looked at his hands on awe. His enemy was dumfounded. The enemy shook of the feeling and swung his sword another time. Saturday grined. He waves his hand and the little black squares formed a small wall in it's wake, absorbing the impact of the sword. The dark feelings he had bottled up all these years, welled up in his pure heart as darkness. the result manifested itself as twilight.

Saturday took advantage of this power. he clenched his fist and the black squares (he named them twilight shards) formed into a light weight sword. He dashed towards his opponent at an inhuman speed. Withought the weight of the heavy sword and sheild, he could move faster and much more freely. He brought the hilt of the blade down on his enemy's head, knocking him out cold. the sword dissolved back into twilight shards and they surrounded him.

Later that day, the elder of the island came up to him. He said it was time to leave. Saturday did not want to leave, he had friends here. But the elder retaliated by telling him he had family were he came from, and he was not a native here. Saturday argued no further. The elder, feeling bad, gave him a black rose surrounded in a dark aura. He said it was a memento of the island. As the elder left, he told Saturday to leave at night, as not to cause an uproar. Saturday nodded.

Later that night, Satuday made his way to the beach. suprisingly, even after all these years, his old raft was intact. He dislodged it from the sand and pushed it into the ocean. after about 20 minutes, he looked back on the island and sighed. He looked up at the cresent moon. It was then he did something strange. He raised his hand up to the moon. As he did this, the twilight shards came up and formed a scythe handle. Puzzled, Saturday brought it down. It was then when he realized that there was a huge Scythe blade on it that resembled the cresent moon. He but the scythe down, smiling. he laid down and fell asleep

5 months later

Saturday awoke to find himself washed up on a beach. Looking around, he recognized the forests of Isle de Gambio. By some miracle, he had landed on his home island. By this time, he was about 12. He got up and started running, but then he stopped. He ran back, grabed his scythe, and ran back to the forest.

He broke through the forest into an alley. He hid quick when he heard someone comming. he looked over to see some thugs walk by, then he felt th e presence leave. He was puzzled to why he didn't see the person leave, but not for long. He climbed the building, searching for a place to hide his scythe for the time being, then he remembered what it was made of. He held it up and it dissolved into twilight shards. He climbed back down and realizd it was a clothing store. Useing shadows as his cover, he ran in and stole a hoody and some a new pair of pants. he ran out and changed back in the forest.

For the next year, he lived on the streets and alleys. Stealing to survive. His superior speed helped him outrun the owners of the stores. Some news of the death of a crime boss had the island in an uproar. people were distracted, and he practiced pickpoketing during this time. When the news passed, he was an expert.

As time passed, he began to wonder about his parents. Saturday asked around about the Ethereal's. No one knew anything about the family. Saturday was on the verge of giving up, when a strange man cloaked in darkness came up to him. He explained that his father eventually died in the hospital, and his mother moved away. Saturday looked away and ran away crying. he ran back to an alley and hid in a shadow. He thought to himself that he caused it, but then he remembered events leading up to him running away. He wiped the tears from his eyes and vowed he would no longer be the same street urchin. He would make something of himself. He would help people so less people would go through what he did. He Climbed the building, and looked into the night sky. The twilight shards came up and shrouded him. They shifted and rippled and formed into an outfit. It was made up of a black shirt , the pants that he was wearing, black boots, a dark gunner's cloak, and a guise that hid his face in shadows.

He looked up at the cresent moon. More twilight shards came and formed into his scythe.

From then on, he ran at night. He stopped robberies and theifs. Eventually, he made his way to the main land and started tackleing bigger crimes. He killed crime bosses and ended (with force) drug wars. during the day, one time, when he was steeling a newspaper from a news stand, he read an article with the head line
"SHADOWED FIGURE STOPS CRIME"
He realized that he needed a name as a hero. Recalling events on how he decided to be hero, he named himself "The Twilight Shadow."

And after all of this craziness, he wondered to himself
"I wonder what became of Jax?"
He thought, but dismissed it. He saw the teacher take him, and looking back on it, he was probably studied because of his control over shadows and was deemed dangerous and killed.

And that
Is the story Saturday Ethereal
A.K.A.
The Twilight Shadow