The thought of death had never bothered me. Fear never crossed my mind during the late nights when my mind stumbled upon the thought of death. Of course I didn't want to die, however, I didn't fear it. I knew there was a chance of a early death-especially during these few months.
As I started at the dark eyes of the hunter- Of my executioner- I realized I was terrified. At the least I was glad it was me, and not anyone else. Taking the place of a loved one is the best way I could imagine dying.
I knew it was because of Forks that I was here. However, I never regretted anything. Especially being able to live life past the realm of what should be possible.
The hunter santured over me with a friendly smile, ready to claim it's prey.