A/N: This isn't one of those big chapters but it is a little bit from Emmett's POV. If you do not like animals getting killed by guns purposely by gun or weapon you may want to skip this chapter.
Emmett's POV
flashback
It was a late night in 1956. Two years before I got changed. I was living in my little town of Lynchburg, Wisconsin. I was seventeen and was about to move out. My little sister, Ashlynn, who was only seven, didn't want me to leave. It was a normal thing for a little girl not to want her big brother to move out. But I was a man. I needed to move to the city, maybe Chicago, to find a payable job. I needed to support my fiancée Arilidlyn, because soon we would get married.
Before I left to go to the city I decided to go out to the woods to go for a hunting trip to just relax and get the pressure and stress to just all fade away. Feel the light breeze of the autumn winds blowing against my skin and to mesmerizing look of the trees and nature of the woods. It relaxed me.
I had just found my hunting spot out by some soft grass that was still green, and just waited there with my gun loaded waiting. Waiting for a deer to come along or a bear. Feel the kick of the barrel against my arm and hear the bang of the bullet coming out of the gun.
A hour later a grizzly came. I took the safety off the gun and aimed. All of a sudden, the bear saw me and attacked. It was clawing me and ripping me to pieces. It looked happy while doing this, the sick creature, his eyes showed pure bliss and happiness while killing me. And this animal, this bear, new it was killing me and kept on doing it. Ripping me, clawing me, biting me, killing me.
I then realized I had had done this too. I was also a sick bear just like this one. I was killing this animal with my gun, whilst it had done nothing at all to me. I was a sick animal just like the one killing me, killing an innocent. And there is not a crime worst then stealing, because when you kill you steal a life, a father from a son, a husband to a wife, and a son from a father. There is no crime worse then this.
I may have been unconscious for seconds, minutes, or maybe even hours. Who knows? But suddenly my eyes were awoken. A angel had came and saved me. But I felt no love to her, but only a sisterly bond. And then she took me away to heaven.
End Flashback
So how do you like it? It's only a short chapter because I couldn't write much tonight.
