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To anon, they don't have their guns because, Louis was collecting his kill, so he didn't need his gun. Whereas Emmett left in such a rush that he didn't think about taking his gun, he just rushed off to save Louis. I hope this clears it up for you ;)

Chapter 4.

Emmett's POV.

When will they come back? It's been hours.

I decided to beg God now,

"Alright God, I'm really sorry for all of my sins, just please stop it, it hurts too much!" I whimpered.

"OWWW!" I proved my point as the beast swiped at my torso.

I'd had enough,

"Right, that's it! I'm getting up!" I yelled to no one. I would have to be careful doing this, very careful.

I used my non-broken arm to push myself up, I lifted my non-broken leg to help with support. I took a deep breath and pushed.

I gritted my teeth, ignoring the pain and the dizziness swimming in my head. About halfway there the beast lifted both paws above his head and slammed them into my chest, I felt a rib lodge into my lung,

"Aaaah…..Damn it….can't breathe…" I rasped to myself.

I used my knowledge then,

I flipped over onto my stomach and 'tried to get up' that way. As I expected the bear's paws slammed into my back, it killed but the rib popped out of my lung, I could breathe! Well, kind of.

I flipped back again and smiled at the bear.

Georgie's POV.

"Right! That's it! I'm getting up!" I heard Em yell.

"No Em, don't." I whispered into Dads shoulder.

Then there was a loud thud, but no scream, Dad stopped breathing and tensed up, but relaxed slightly when we heard Em speak again.

"Dad, what happened?" I asked.

"I don't know." He sobbed. Another thud, I winced.

"Daaaaad?" He yelled again.

"We're coming son!" Dad yelled.

"OW! GET OFF ME! DEMON!" Emmett yelled.

"He can't hear us." Daniel said, running faster.

"Shout louder then!" I screamed at them all.

"Emmett!" Louis and Daniel screamed, they were at the front of the family, I heard more voices now, the people Momma had called.

"You are one mean bear." Em yelled, it sounded as if he had meant to mutter it but it had came out as a yell.

Emmett's POV.

I heard voices then, I couldn't make out what they were saying, must be in my head, I thought.

I glanced down at my leg again, blood was still flowing freely from it. I winced. I hoped it didn't break anymore bones.

The bear followed my gaze, it looked like it was smiling, it looked at me again, then my leg, then back to me. I figured it out soon enough.

"No, no please don't! I'm begging you, not my leg! Please!" I screamed, knowing my attempts were futile.

It looked at me and slightly raised its paw.

I clenched my fists, ignoring the pain in them, I kept my eyes on my leg. His paw came closer, so close until it tapped my shin bone which was sticking up.

My teeth unclenched, my scream shook the trees, I pounded my fists into the ground, screaming.

The beast roared a laugh.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down my cheeks.

The beast actually hit the bone this time, not tap, actually hit, with force, it didn't snap thankfully, but it bewildered me on how much pain I was in at that one moment, I screamed again, more tears, they stung when they entered the cuts on my face and neck.

I dug into my pocket and found my pocket knife.

I sneaked it out so he wouldn't see. The bear came closer to my face, I slashed its snout harshly, it yelped but swiped the knife 10 feet away.

I felt hopeless.

My head lolled to the side, I closed my eyes…

Louis' POV.

I felt awful, all that went through my head was,

Your fault, should be you out there, you left him.

I pounded my feet harder into the grass, trying to stomp out the guilt.

"No, no, please don't! Not my leg! Please!" He was begging the bear.

Then a blood curdling scream that lasted around 2 minutes. Dad sobbed loudly and groaned with frustration that we hadn't got to him yet.

Em and Dad hadn't always got on well. Emmett was more of a Momma's boy really, so was I. But I'm sure Dad was in agony hearing his screams, I knew I was.

A louder, more painful scream erupted then, it sounded close. Then an inhuman yelp. Had Em hurt it?

Then,

"NO! I CAN'T GO TO SLEEP! I PROMISED!" He yelled, then sobbed.

Dad cried more. Emmett was fighting death now, he was fighting, but loosing.

We were so close now, I could hear the low growls and raspy breaths. We can't see! It's so frustrating.

Georgie's POV.

Dad put me on the floor then.

"Emmett son, can you hear me?" Dad yelled.

"An angel…..crap, I'm deaded." Em whispered.

"What? No! Emmett don't go! Stay here!" I cried.

"Georgie?" He rasped.

I ran out to him.

"Georgie no!" Dad yelled, I ignored him.

"Emmett! Where are you?" I sobbed.

"Heaven." He whispered then silence. I ran to find him in the darkness, we could revive him couldn't we, it happened all the time, like that time Miss Cloaks had a heart attack at school, I saw! She was fine! Emmett would be okay!

I tripped over something big and furry, I landed in something wet and thick.

"Emmett!" I cried over and over.

A light came towards me.

Emmett's POV.

I had fought sleep, I'd screamed at myself. Suddenly the jaws were gone, as were the claws, the growling, all gone.

The pain hadn't gone, no that was still here.

I looked up, stood above me was a woman, no an angel,

Her golden hair waved gently down her back, framing her pale white face which glimmered in the moonlight. Her eyes were big and black, yet beautiful all the same. She had a very angular perfect face and blood red cupids bow lips. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, as if in deep concentration.

"An angel…..crap, I'm deaded." I concluded.

"What? No Emmett! Don't go! Stay here!" I heard Georgie yell.

My angel was gently picking me up from the forest floor, I winced.

"Georgie?" I whispered back to his cries.

"Georgie no!" Dad yelled.

"Emmett! Where are you?" Georgie cried.

"Heaven." I whispered as my angel took off, running? No flying, we were going so fast.

"Hush now, it's okay." She soothed in a musical bell like voice.

"Are we there yet?" I rasped.

"Not quite yet baby, soon, I promise, just hold on." She calmed me.

I could feel myself getting weaker, my body desperately wanting to fight yet give in to the pain, wait, pain?

Why does it still hurt? I'm dead! I thought.

Oh no! Momma would go frantic, if I wasn't already dead, she'd kill me. Maybe I'll go to heaven I thought, I did just die for Louis, but then again, if I wasn't going to hell, why would I be tortured to death?

I mused over all of this, it only got harder and harder as my brain went all fuzzy.

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