Alfred was a disturbed child. His parents most of the time ignored him, and paid more attention to their new baby girl. So he spent most of his childhood alone, in his room, playing with his action figures. Until the day he met a strange new friend, what most people would call imaginary. Alfred named him Shadow, because, well... he was pretty much Alfred's shadow. Though most would call him imaginary, he seemed too real for Alfred. Shadow spoke, played with his action figures, and even smiled from time to time. * * * The 'T' leaned over the 'A' as if asking it for support. "Do what?"