Slade: Last of the Masked

Introduction

I realize many of you know my name. But you know nothing of me, yet you hate me nonetheless. Before you judge me, listen to what I have to say. This is my story. After I'm finished, think of me what you will. My name is Slade.

Before I begin my story, I should tell you a little about the world I come from. The ancient order known as the Scath, you might know of them, they are worshipers of Trigon the terrible. They fallow the prophecy:

The Gem was born of evils fire.

The Gem shall be His portal.

He comes to claim, He comes to sire,

The end of all things mortal.

The Scath hope to make this prophecy a reality and bring Trigon into this world. But there is another ancient order, the Masked. The Masked are warriors of the world and fight to protect it. A master must be an expert in martial arts, a master of disguise and deception, extremely skilled in engineering and explosives, plus an expert strategist. I am the last of the Masked. I hoped to restore the order, but all efforts to acquire an apprentice have failed.

Now I will tell my story.

I'll begin with the order known as the Masked.