CHAPTER 6: CHANCE

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Thanks to everyone that reviewed...

as for opinions on how the story should go:

i only got 2 replies!

so i'm going to use OffToLaLaLand's idea for the time being

but with a few twists

i might add in some ideas from other reviews.

luv ya and read on

Sunlight streaked through the leaves of the massive old Oak tree that Edward was curled in. He opened his eyes slowly, feeling warm and safe, when suddenly all of the events from the past day flooded back to him.

He was on the loose as a half robot.

Life can't get much worse, can it? He thought to himself.

Edward grabben onto a branch above his head and quickly swung down to the ground. The long grass was covered in dew from the night, but the air was warm and there were no clouds in the sky. Edward knew that he was somewhere far north of Toronto, in the middle of Ontario, isolated.

He coudn't see any farmhouses, but he could see cattle and fences punctuating the rolling fields before him. To his right, he could see a forest.

Edward's stomach grumbled, and feeling thirsty for the first time in a long while, he set off down the dirt road.

Soon, he came to an old-looking farmhouse that was in good shape. There was a barn behind it. Edward ran, bent over as to not attract attention, to the barn.

Inside, it was musty, but in a good way, like most old barns smell like. There were no horses or cattle in any of the stalls, and Edward assumed that they were all outside considering the beautiful weather. There was a water trough near the door. He stepped over to it, surprised that the water was cool, clean and clear and took a big sip straight from the through.

"Ahhhh." he sighed and sat back on his heels.

Creak.

Edward spun around, to find a young girl, about 10 or 11 years old standing at the door, staring at him. She was in her PJ's.

Her eyes widened as he turned, for the first time seeing the metallic side of Edward's face.

He stood. "No, no, no don't go. I'm not going to hurt you!" he called, but she screamed and turned and ran to the farmhouse. Edward heard the door slam.

He ran and jumped into the rafters, as high as he could, and lay down along a wide beam. He was near the top of the barn, and he could clearly see the door.

The muzzle of a shotgun poked through the door, followed by a thin, tall man, who was holding the hand of the girl that Edward had just seen. They began to whisper, and Edward could hear them as if they were right beside him.

"Whattid ya see, Leila?" the man whispered hoarsly to the girl.

"I thought he was a homeless man, or a burglar. I was just coming to open the animal door out back to let the horses back in-"

That's it, thought Edward, there's another door out back.

"But the guy turned around, and he was an alien with a scary face and I ran away." the girl finished.

Though she might have been over-exaggerating, her words hurt Edward in a place that was raw and tender. "An alien with a scary face" was not what he wanted to be.

Edward stood up, balancing on the rafters, as the man and his daughter poked around the barn. He ran along the thin wooden beam, jumped across a 10-foot wide gap between rafters and spotted the door. Edward's landing on the rafter caused some dust to fall down, right on the nose of the thin man.

He looked up. And screamed.

The shotgun went off without aim, but bullets were flying close to Edward. He leapt like a flash of lightning down from the beam and wrenched open the huge animal door that was below him and sprinted out into the field. He was fields away from the barn when he realized that his good shoulder was bleeing freely down his bare chest. He had been shot, and not even noticed.

Edward sank to the ground, wanting to die right then and there in the cool chade of a big tree, on the soft grass. He closed his eyes for what seemed like seconds, when he suddenly woke.

It was dusk.

Edward had dried blood all over his torso, and his human arm would not move without pain. He stood up stiffly, suddenly sensing somebody nearby.

"You okay?" asked a deep voice, as a tall and muscular figure stepped from behind the tree. He had short blonde hair and huge biceps. "Seriously, man, look at that blood."

"No, I'm not okay," said Edward, trying to move his arm and wincing at the pain that shot through his body. He looked up at the other man, and did a double take.

His left arm, from the elbow down was robotic, like Edward's. And his left eye was metal-looking and black. The man was just like him.

"Stare if you want, buddy, but you're just like me. Now do you want help or not?" he stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the tree.

"Yes." whispered the injured Edward, swaying slightly with nausea.

"Okay." The man picked Edward up and held him like a baby. Edward could feel his heart beating.

"Ummhhh liss iss kunda okwrrrd." said Edward, who could hardly breath. "I kunt brrrthh!"

"Oh ho, sorry buddy." Laughed the man, and loosened his grip. Instead he threw Edward over his shoulder in a fireman's hold.

"Wait." said Edward. "I didn't catch your name!"

"Emmett." he said.

"Oh, okay. I'm-"

"Edward, I know." said Emmett, and ran off into the darkening fields.

Nice that was the longest chappie (i stole your word OfftoLaLaLand lol)

i had such a different idea in my mind when i began to write that

but your know how it just flows, right?

ANYWHOO

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i want to know what you all think

and sorry about such the long wait

i've been REALLY REALLY REALLY busy

and I've had no time to write.

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-TravelingTeen