Disclaimer: I do not own any Twilight characters, nor will I ever. They belong to Stephanie Meyer and always will.
In the middle of the forest just a few miles outside the city of La Grande Oregon, a young girl lay on the forest floor, writhing in agony. Sidney McNaughton, better known as Sid could have never have guessed that today would be the last day of her mortal life. All color was gone from her face, a wound at her neck pulsed with blood. She could not remember her attacker, it was all just too fast. All she could feel was burning, like a fire was eating her alive, traveling through her bloodstream at a rapid pace. She begged for death to come and claim her. What would her family think? Her younger sister who she had just gotten into a huge fight with, would Caitlin blame herself for Sid's death? How long would the rescue team take to find her body? She had wandered off quite far in her rage. Then there was the question, was their actually a deity out there that would grant her forgiveness for all her sins and allow her a peaceful afterlife? She always considered herself agnostic, if there was a God, would he or she forgive even the fact that she didn't believe in them? She was just so young, too young for this to be happening to her. She had just barely turned seventeen, and she was finally starting to grow out of her awkward chubby preteen stage.
The pain seemed to go on for days. In the end she had no idea how long she had been out. Three days? Maybe four? It was hard to tell. How could she be alive though? This must have been hell, infinite pain seemed to be a perfect punishment. Okay sure she had done some bad things, stole some Gushers from Wal-Mart, smoked pot a few times, but nothing too serious. Surely she didn't deserve this. It was just when Cole Hart was starting to notice her. She had after all dropped about forty-five pounds over the summer, her acne had cleared up, and she had grown her short punky hairstyle out and exchanged it for long flowing locks that ended just below her shoulder blades. It just seemed entirely unfair that she should die now! She thought of her family again, her mother, and grandmother who she held such a strong bond with. Her death would have a startling impact on both women. Her Grandmother was so strong, trained not to show too much emotion...a lawyer in her youth. She saw Sid as a younger version of her, a spitfire with a quick wit. Sid's mother however saw herself in Sid as well, family oriented, a hopeless romantic, with dreams that expanded too far for the imagination. Sid hated to see them in pain.
She could just imagine her strong grandmothers red rimmed eyes, not bothering to fight back the tears as she heard the news. Sid felt sick that she was thinking such things, she didn't want to be a martyr, but she knew her family would miss her. They must. Caitlin who she loved far more than her young sister could imagine. She didn't want Caitlin too feel any guilt whatsoever. Sid had been the one to storm out in a rage. She had been the one to march off into the forest in the middle of winter. She was the one who went further than she had ever gone. The Blue Mountain range was notorious for having terrible weather conditions in the winter, it was her own stupidity that had caused her death. Her attacker was most likely a hungry mountain lion on the prowl.
She let her mid rest, it only seemed to intensify the pain. It was the worst thing she had ever felt, even with the snow numbing her body. Eventually Sid gave into the pain, and everything went black, her last human thoughts were a series of flashbacks of her childhood. She could never fathom what would happen to next...when she awoke.
Authors note: Yeah, sorry it's a pretty crappy intro. Wish I was a better writer. =D