AN: New story; procastination leads to a wandering mind, and a wandering mind dreams up new stories for fanfiction :)
"You take my life when you take the means whereby I live."
Shakespeare
Killing In The Name.
Prologue; Edward POV.
I felt the air whoosh in and out of my lungs mechanically, the ache in my chest intensifying, yet remaining unnoticed as I followed the path with unseeing eyes, my feet treading an almost silent path across the dusty earth. My legs burnt with exertion as I pounded on, my pace never wavering as the dull ache in my thighs grew to a deep burning fire that would have hindered any normal man. A constant trickle of sweat ran in rivulets down my heated back, yet I plundered on.
For my sake. For hers.
I ran as though I were being followed by the fires of Hades, though that was not all that far from the truth; they were coming. They would see all the mistakes I had made, mistakes I still couldn't bring myself to regret.
She would be taken from this life, from me, and I would only have myself to blame, my stupidity and her naïve nature leading us down a path neither of us were born to walk.
I just prayed to my long dormant Gods for a miracle, 'cause we sure as fuck needed one now.
I neared the building as the dreaded sounds of screeching tires permeated the surrounding air. I came to a sudden stop before the dwelling, whirling and drawing my disused gun from it's holster, training it on the approaching car, the black flashing menacingly in the setting suns rays
This was it, the moment I had feared for so long now.
This was the end.
My AN is probably longer than the content, but this is just a prologue, so... *shrugs*
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