Prologue

He had warned me to never go in the woods alone I know I should have listened anything could have been in the woods if it was worse then him. Now looking around at my captors, knowing my death was promised to me, I couldn't help but feel satisfied. The last thing on my mind would not be one of sorrow, but of his voice. Which rang in my ears as a soft reprimand for disobeying. I looked happily upon the face of death and I knew that if it took me now I would be content. With him gone I had nothing to live for, it was only a matter of time before my reckless voice hunting would result in death. Maybe that is why I did all those reckless things, not just for the calming sensation of his voice, but also for death. So know as the half beast half man descended upon me I knew I would be all right. If this were really then end, which it was because there was no Edward to save me and Jacob would never come looking. I was abandoned to me death, and glad of it. If I looked at my life I would never expect it to come down to such a dramatic, random occurrences. These new beasts coming and, immediately, killing me, but death was frequent in my life. Always around a corner, especially in Forks, was death. That was all there was to it. The man beast grinned wickedly at me as he struck first as the world swam before my eyes. I didn't think I would have this much time to contemplate life on my deathbed. Then the blackness came and enveloped my life and with a sweet smile on my face, I drifted.