This is a story that I started to write awhile back but had to stop due to
school.  I'll be continuing this as well as some of my other fics soon.

Long

Skull

      My name is Valdmere.  I'm what people call an assassin, thief, spy and
general trouble maker.  Lets say the first three are self-explanatory.  As for
trouble maker, I like to create chaos on a large scale, as in planetary
governments.  I don't consider myself good or evil, I'm a mix of the two.
Some of the people I've had the opportunity to cross path with are more
attuned to one or the other.  Anyways at the age of forty-five, I look like
I'm in my twenties.  This has to do with my special ability.  Although I'm
human, my special morphing abilities have granted me with more than a facial
change, it has also granted me the same innate abilities that the certain
person I am emulating possesses.  You might like to ask, 'Why I am writing
this down?'  To be truthful, I would love to have a detailed account of my
travels to read when I'm old.  Lets start at the beginning and I do not mean
when I was borned.  I meant my first real adventure.