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I was running through the woods at top wolf speed somewhere in Canada. I didn't really pay attention to boundaries anymore. It's not like they were going to arrest a dog for being an illegal immigrant. The last time I'd had anything to eat was a rabbit I'd killed yesterday. I must admit, I was a little disgusted. It was natural for the wolf in me, but the human was feeling kind of nauseated at the thought. I knew I'd have to change back eventually, just to get something to eat. I also needed a break from the rest of the pack. They kept popping in, begging me to come home. I couldn't do that, at least until the wedding was over. I didn't want to have to deal with the change. If it came down to a war, I wasn't going to be a part of it. I couldn't hurt Bella like that, even if she did put me through this hell. I stopped running then, slowing down to smell out food. I cautiously walked towards the edge of the forest, and what I saw amazed me. There was a suburb, and small children running around in costumes. I saw a clown and ninja whining about not getting enough candy, and a werewolf following behind, telling them to be grateful. I laughed at the costume, but could it already be October? Was it Halloween already? I knew I couldn't change back tonight, there were too many people in the road, and I didn't have any clothes with me. I knew I'd probably have to steal some, and the less witnesses the better. Turning around, I tried to head back into the woods, but then I heard the screams. A little boy cried, pointing at me. His older brother was dressed as a pirate, and had a gun. He shot once, and then I realized the gun was real. I should have been able to avoid the bullet, after all, I was fast, but I was out of practice. The bullet had hit me leg, and I could tell it was bleeding. Stumbling, I tried to escape the pirate boy and his younger brother. The pirate shot again, this time in the other hind leg. It hurt so badly. "Stop!" A voice commanded, "Leave him alone Ricky!" A girl stepped in front of me. That was when it happened. I imprinted.