This was inspired by the book Two of a Kind by: twerri02 here on ff . net.
I got the idea after rereading the story and thought why not put my own twist on things. I would like for you to read the story that inspired this first but it isn't required I just think that you would get what inspired me to do this.
Preface
I'd never given much thought to how I would die, though I came close to death a couple of times in the last few months, but if I had, which I didn't, it wouldn't have been like this. Not even in the nightmares that I would occasionally have.
Through the ring of fire that encircled me-I gazed, while holding my breath, across the clearing into delighted and relief filled dark blue-green eyes of the predator that was about to become whole again. He looked excitedly back at me.
Surely this was a good way to go. In the place of someone else, someone I loved. Nobel even. That should count for something, right? Granted I've been in this place before not even a month earlier. Self-sacrificing is a bad habit of mine especially when loved ones are involved.
Although this time is different, I have to wonder what the point of all this is for, when this self-sacrificing moment was thrust upon me. The thought doesn't seem so Nobel now. It makes me think that my loved ones can advantage of my personality to get out of the holes they've dug themselves. This made me question myself and I don't like questioning myself.
I knew that if i'd never answered that phone call I wouldn't be facing death, once again, right now. Though Instead of feeling terrified like the other two before me, I was absolutely and undoubtedly furious. If I got out of this alive I would make sure that the one who took my choice away would undoubtedly regret that decision. While I may not have been living the dream, I would grieve the life that I would be losing for someone else's selfishness.
The being smiled in a wickedly friendly way as he sauntered forward to complete his mission.