1 Prologue:

There he stood. His was near his end as the nefarious nose of a shotgun pokes behind his skull. His capturer had an itchy trigger finger so wasn't patient enough to prepare to hear his final words or so it seemed. He awaits his demise with some solemn words, "I hope you are happy. All this had to happen because of you. You couldn't just be good. Now with my field of expertise I finally impressed you." He feels his recognition was finally realised. But it didn't feel satisfying. It was more like a sharp stab in the back. A piecing black dagger of betrayal and doubt. Where could they go from here. That is why we have to go back to the beginning, the very beginning…