Battle: A Thief VS A Shadow -crapy story is crap-Shadow ran after me as I entered one of my favorite places in this town. An old abandon amusement park with broken down rides. I stop in the middle of the park, turned and looked at the child chasing after me. He had a pure black sword in his hand and his right ear was cut and bleeding. I had caught it with the end of my scythe's blade tip. I pulled my boa from around my neck as it turned into a gun I shot for rounds, all of which missed shadow and hit the spinning tea cups. A ride I never really cared for, it always made me to terribly dizzy and didn't help me with my balance. "The thief can't shoot, that's good to know" Shadow said, standing still. My aim sucked, missing a person who was standing still. "Really, a gun isn't my style" I said with a laugh. The gun turned into a knife "That's much better!" I said happily. I looked at Shadow and smiled, he has never been a good fighter. Stone always has had to help him bet anyone in a fight.