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Prologue to The Incredible Journey

BPOV:

This was it. I was going to die and there was no way out of it.

After so long, after this incredible journey I had been subjected too, this was my end. I was going to die here on the other side of the United States and no one could save me, for everyone who would have stood a chance of helping me was either long gone, dead, or I had pushed away in an effort to save them.

And I had. I had saved the one person who never left me, not once, in return for my own life.

She was an angel, a gift from the heavens even though I met her in hell. Or, her definition of hell. My hell had already been put on me long before I met her.

I couldn't help but think what Edward was doing now. Where was my beautiful vampire? I don't think I'll ever get the chance to know, even if I could survive this tidal wave of bad luck that will kill me.

Edward's smile, forever deemed by my memories as too important to forget, flashed in front of my eyes as an illusion. A beautiful, heart-breaking illusion.

I stared at as the water and darkness rose to my throat, getting closer to burying me.

And here I always thought I would get killed by a vampire.

~Sweevil Out!