Prologue

The night was cold, dark, and bleak...like the look in his eyes. I don't really...remember it all that much, but I do remember those red eyes. I remember looking at Death straight in the face, and not even crying. Can you believe that? 11 months old, and so scared of Death, that I couldn't even cry for my mom...

But I do remember her crying. She was beaten up, bleeding, sobbing. That scared me even more, but I still couldn't shred a tear. Death had beaten my mother, picked me up, and set me on the floor. Then...I remember screaming...a thud...then everything was foggy, and yet glowing. The whole room lit up in the colors of yellow and orange...thats when I began to cry.

I cried so hard. I wanted Mommy. I wanted to hold her golden locks of hair. I wanted Daddy. I wanted him too hold me, and calm me down. But as hard as I cried, nobody came to my rescue.

Then...I remember, the figure of my mother, picking me up, and running out of the house...suddenly everything became very dark and cold. I was confused, because I so hot earlier. I was still whimpering on my mother's shoulder...but then...when I took a deep breath...I realized this wasn't my mother. I looked at the person holding me, who I soon found out was someone...very familiar...

He looked like my daddy, but...Daddy didn't have hair under his noes and he didn't wear glasses. I then remembered my Uncle Chuck. He was holding me...he rescued me from...whatever had happened. I then cried more. I wanted Mommy. I didn't know where she was, and it scared me! What happened to her? Was she okay? I was so scared. I was shaking. Then, a hand began to rub my back. I heard Uncle Chuck talk in his soft voice.

"Shh...it's okay, Sonny-boy...You're alright," he said. I calmed down a bit, but tears stilled ran down my face. "People are going to come and save Momma...then things will be okay."

Then, bright red and blue lights came rushing through the forrest trees, and up the road. There were noises, loud and blaring. It scared me again. I started whine again, but Uncle Chuck talked some more. "Shh...you're safe, you're safe."

Then, things just began too blur and fade into white nothing ness. I never saw my mother again, and I live with my Uncle Chuck now...but now...I wonder...what happened that night...and who played the role of Death?

That became my goal in life...to find Death.