Chris- Ok, whats going on today. Well, I got reviews of people threatening me to continue, so I decided I would. Oh, yeah, I forgot!

In the last chapter someone yelled out "Bear!" I probably should have said who did that. That was in fact Sora, because if you remember he was the only one Bear told his name to. Sorry about that! -'

Well, other then moving dead deer parts nothing has been going on. Stupid assholes dropped a dead deer who was cut in half and left its liver and intestines in front of one of our properties for two weeks before we realized it. Maggots are not fun to pick up when they are connected to rotting guts. Yuck!

Chapter 10

A searing pain exploded through him, knocking him down and into the wall. He couldnt breathe, couldnt see, only white covered his vision. It was like he had been punched in the gut and couldnt get the breath back into his lungs.

Once, a few years back, he remembered having that feeling. It was only in a small car accident, he wasnt paying attention, fiddling with the radio, when he hit a parked car. His body had slammed into the steering wheel, and all he could do for ten minutes was sit, gasping for breath. Nothing seemed real, like in a dream, and he was in a dark room alone.

Finally regaining his senses Bear looked up. He could taste a copper like ligued seeping into his mouth,trickling at the sides of his lips. Mimiru and Sora were screaming something, words unheard. All he could do was stare, stare into his sons face.

Koi's face didnt seem to have any emotion in it. He glared down at his father, then turned and walked out.

Grabbing at his stomach Bear couphed, the familier taste of blood begining to choke him. Mimiru stood by his side, holding his free hand, while Sora took off into the next room. Smiling at her, Bear tried to laugh.

" Please, be calm, it'll be all right."

He nodded, laying his head back to rest against the wall. Well, if he was stuck there, mine as well get some sleep.

Krim sat on a rock, staring off into space, he couldnt get the message on the message board out of his head. It clung onto him like a sore virus, never letting go and reminding him minute after minute.

News Report

Yesterday, at exactly 10:07 p.m., a user from this server was shot. The man, nicknamed as a player on this server was named Bear. He and two other inhabitants of this game were sitting in his home when the eleged murderer broke into his home and shot him in the stomach with a handgun. The attacker, last username, Orophix, was last seen yesterday at 5:32 p.m. on Delta Server. If you have any information on his where abouts or spot him on the internet please contact us imediatly. Please also gain his computer user ID. Thank you and have a nice day.

' Shot? Who would shoot Bear? Why?'

Hundreds of questions floated through his mind. Just a little while before logging on he had tried to contact the police, tried to find any information on Bear's where abouts, but they gave none. e had no idea how to contact the man to see what happened.

" Most likely they will post the next update on the message board."

Looking down Krim nodded. B.T. stared up at him calmly, hopping up onto the rock next to him. Both sat in silence, just enjoying the others company.

" So, when do you think he will be out?" Krim asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

B.T. shook her head, golden hair waving. " No idea. I tried to contact him, he once gave me his number, but it couldnt be traced."

Krim sighed. He didnt have a great relationship with the older man, they never really takled, but that didnt mean they werent friends. They just never hung out. It seemed weird, to be friends with someone on the internet that you didnt know in real life. It made him feel strange, especially when you knew the other man was an older guy. It wasnt anything sexual or anything, it was just odd.

Holding his long arm he stood, walking to the edge of the rock and staring down. Fake wind cooled his warm body, causing him to shiver, and from not only the cold.

" Just knowing." He mumbled. " Knowing that man used to be here on this server, the attacker, is nerve wracking. How could someone want to do that! Bear is the kindest person I've ever met. That man could make friends with the devil himself if need be. Why would someone want to do that?"

B.T. once again shook her head. " Different people have different reasons. I've heard something about the man being a relative, but thats all."

Krim turned to her. " Oh?"

She nodded, and once again the silence fell thick. Both stood for the longest time, before either of them realized in the real world the sun was beginning to set. Deciding they would meet again the next day and wait for the attacker, both logged out.

The rain pounded down on him, unforgiving. With one arm sheilding his face he made his way down the road. If they were heading toward the cafe, they would curly see him walking and stop. The least he could do was go a little ways and meet them halfway.

He had been traveling for a little over twenty minutes when he had seen it.

' No, god no.'

Ambulences, police, and doctors surrounded the area. Most were waving away passing cars, allowing them to go by.

' Please, not a white car. Dont let it be them.'

Stepping over, Bear peered over the yelling officer, his eyes going wide.

Crushed again a tree was the white mercedes, crumpled like a can. The windows were all shattered to peices, broken all over the road.

Pushing by the policemen Bear made his way over, running all the way. Slowly he stopped, staring down at the mangled corpses.

" Kara, Joice, Miriki, Cressida..."

The bodies lay , backs on large blue bags. Blood covered their once beautiful bodies, now laying in directions no human body should be. Their mouths and eyes, open in pure horror of what was next to come.

Falling to his knee's Bear grabbed the body of his wife, Cressida, pushing back bloodied bangs from her forehead. Nuzzling his face into her neck, he began to cry.

Eyes shooting open, Bear went to sit up, a sudden pain in his stomach lurching him back down. Gasping for breath he began to look around, trying to remember where he was.

It looked to be a hospital. An air mask covered his face, helping him breathe. All over him were tubes of all shapes and sizes, connecting him to the machines. He lay on a soft white bed, barely comfortable.

' Koi...'

Laying his head down Bear sighed. He would wait for the nurse, wait for anyone.

' Why wait?'

Slowly an idea began to form in his head.

Chris- Chuckles I am such a moron, but I'm an exciting moron. Just recently broke up with my love, yay! Such a pervert. And in my happiness I decided to update. (Ok, no one is at my house and I'm clearly bored, so sue me!) Well, that was fun! It aint over yet though folks!