I lost my footing and fell backwards off the railing.

Fire was burning my head like an oven.

I crawled backwards away from the house, screaming in pain as a wave of fire ran through me.

Suddenly, I felt knife points pressed against my back. I froze and stared at my feet. This wasn't normal.

This wasn't a normal phase – a normal phase would be a split second.

Something's wrong.

I turned my head.

There has to be someone behind me…there's no other way I could be feeling this.

It can't be natural.

There was no one behind me.

Not a smidge.

Not a speck.

No one. At all.

I screamed in horror. The knifes pressed harder in my skin, and I realized they were inside me.

I shuddered and felt a violent spazzum go through me when I change into a were-wolf. My feet shuddered and felt like they were made of steel but hollow inside. They were heavy and it hurt.

I fell to the ground when my legs gave way.

My whole body felt like it was being dragged through burning hot pins.

It felt ten thousand times worse than the attack a few days ago.

I felt warm blood pool out of my open mouth, winding its way through the grass to make a colorful display.

My vision blurred and I felt, or more rather knew, I was more dead than alive.

Suddenly, I felt the knifes that were pressing at my back pierce my skin and I howled in pain.

I felt death playing with my conscience.

It felt so numb. So wonderful to this pain…if I could just…slip away…. – No!

I snarled.

I won't leave Andrew.

Something cold touched my head. I yelped.

It must be death – it was freezing!

A sudden blow to my lungs winged me.

I gasped for air. My lungs filled again for about a millisecond before the air was swept out again.

I tried desperately to breath – to let a mollusk of air touch my lungs.

But I couldn't.

A burning fire raced through my skin. It felt like I was being hit by a truck, stabbed, shot, bitten, frozen, burned, speared, rammed – everything that could possibly cause pain, I felt.

My heart drummed in my ears.

Tha-dumpt.

Tha-dumpt.

Death slipped away. And I suddenly knew I'd missed my chance to die.

I want to die.

Kill me! I howled. I want to die – kill me! Kill me, please! I begged.

But death had left – there was no point trying to get it back.

Something burning hot wrapped around my neck and I snarled. The burning feeling was followed by a soft probing – something the same temperature of me.

Tha-dumpt.

My heart beat drummed slower.

I tried drawing a deep breath. Nothing happened.

I was choking though. On nothing.

A new wave of pain ran through me.

Tha-dumpt.

Slower still.

No. I can't die.

Tha-dumpt.

Very faint.

I tried standing on my hollow legs. They shock when I tried. Everything was burning in pain.

I need to…live. Stay…up. I panted.

Sweat covered my fur coat and blood still dribbled from my mouth.

Mustn't…give in…to…pain! I winced on the last word as I finally got onto my four legs.

I panted heavily.

Tha-dum- my heart beat stopped.

I froze in place for a fraction of a second.

The pain stopped as soon as my heart did.

I felt myself blink very slowly, like time was on a stand still.

My whole body leaned to the right and I fell in that direction, feeling as heavy as a crane.

A dangerously deep black rushed at me.

I stared at it as I gave in to death.