A/N:Wow, people actually are liking this story! I would like to say thanks and here's chapter two.

Lincoln just stared at the body in shock. It couldn't be Clyde, right? It can't be! Bears don't eat hu-...Oh wait, didn't Lisa said black bears DO eat humans if food becomes scarce? Oh, God then it really did kill Clyde.

Lincoln sat on the floor and wept. Not only did he lost his best friend, Howie and Harold lost a son. Howie and Harold! How was Lincoln going to tell them that he got their son killed? Those two were overprotective of Clyde and Howie even faints if Clyde mentions something that was too dangerous.

Lincoln sighed and got up. He can't wallow in self-pity when there's a bear on the loose. Lincoln gritted his teeth in anger. 'That bear.' The one being who caused his suffering. He was going to take revenge for his best friend.

Lincoln saw a couple stones and smiled. Now to wait for that fucker to come back.

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The black bear was wading through the lake for any signs of fish. The mammal saw a Crappie and instantly grabbed it with it's teeth. Another day, another prey.

After wolfing down the fish, the bear thought it would be wise to go back to it's cave to get ready to hibernate. Maybe that human can sustain his stomach enough to spring.

The bear walked back to it's cave sniffing for any berries or any edible food. It found none.

The bear felt cautious as soon it reached the cave. Like someone or something was watching it. The bear shrugged it off and went inside. The bear went to the brown human it eaten earlier and sniffed it to see if it got bad while it was gone.

Then the bear felt a huge pain in the back of the head as it fell over. To the bear's shock, it was the white human it failed to capture yesterday. Even worse was he was holding stones with a vengeful grin.

The bear couldn't even react as the human let out a cry as he slammed the rocks on its face. The last thing the black bear would ever hear was "This was for Clyde."

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Lincoln huffed and watched in satisfaction the life leave the bear's busted up face.

"Great, now to get home." Just as he was at the mouth of the cave, he turned around. "I'm sorry Clyde."

The Michigan sun was setting with a huge strong breeze coming in.

"Alright, so Lisa said the moss on trees grow on the north right? And north is home." Lincoln trekked and trekked until he reached the rock that signaled that he was at the McBrides.

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"Howie, calm down. I know they're fine." Harold was assuring Howie who was pacing while thinking of different

scenarios.

"What if they got lost? What if they drowned? What if..(gasp) they got eaten by a bear?!" Howie's voice was getting louder each time he thought of a negative thing that could happen to the boys.

Ding Dong!

"I'll get it!" Harold went over to the front door and opened it. "My goodness Lincoln! What happened to you? And where's Clyde?"

Harold's heart sank as Lincoln looked at the floor and didn't answer.

A/N:Does anyone know what happened to Toybot? He said he will update but kinda disappeared off the face of the earth.