January 3, 2010

It’d been five years since Terrasee City had been safe at night.
Five years since the Avenger retired, his original purpose now long gone.
There’d been other heroes, copy cat heroes.. But none lasted long.
“Uncle George?” The two voices spoke as one. “Why did you stop?”
“The Shadow killed your uncle Timothy right in front of me. I cleaned blood off my costume that night and burnt it.” Read the rest of this entry »