I don't own twilight
Preference
I'd never been good at anything. Well so I told my self. I gaze out at the battle field before me. That was when I knew I was good at something. Reeking havoc amongst the race I loved.
I watched the ones I loved fight before my very eyes. With tears blurring their perfect features. There was only one fate for me and it has been following me since I met them. Death.
This I knew would be the perfect way to go. To my end. This would leave the ones I love to be free with out worrying about me. This will free me of the choice that I had soon to make.
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The keeper of lone wolfs