Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. All rights belong to Stephanie Meyer. I also disclaim any unintentional plagiarism. I'd Like to thank my friend Sam who again as usually helps me in my writing.
There's a saying, I don't know who said it exactly, but it goes like this: 'No act of kindness, however small, is ever wasted.'
I used to believe that. If I hadn't, maybe we wouldn't be in this situation. If I had known that, that single act of kindness would lead us to face imminent death, I wouldn't have bothered at all. That's the thing about facing death though, it's going to happen one way or another.
Why prolong the inevitable? Of course we didn't ask for this. We're just a part of some sick game because our lives are unimportant, too small and insignificant to be worth anything. We're just pawns in a hunters game. Seven stages, seven chances to come out alive.
In the end, It won't matter how far I take us or how fast we get there, because we'll never be safe. We don't have a choice either. I don't know how long we've been running, I can't afford to stop and figure it out. The only thing I can do is keep moving, no matter how tired I am or how hungry I am. Because If I stop I'm dead, and if I'm dead, someone might as well server my sister up on a silver platter. I don't know lies ahead of us, I wont lie and pretend that I do either. Why would I spread false hope, only to have it crash down upon us with desperation and disappointment?
There's another saying, sorry, I don't know who said this either, but it goes like this: 'Feeling hopeless and full of despair is just a slower way of being dead.'
You tell me what that one means, because to me, it mean there is no hope. There is no chance of survival for Lillianne or Isabella Swan.
This is my first Twilight story, I hope you like it. It bit of a side project away of my Harry Potter "Snakes and Lions" If You've been reading that one you'll recognize some of the characters and the alikeness, minus the magic and all.