Story by Gipdac & Miracle Man

Written by Gipdac & Miracle Man

Posted by Gipdac

How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

-Don McLean, Vincent

Note: I'm sorry this story is going to be so short! I promise this will be my very last short fanfic!

Vincent looked around the inside of the van. He looked like Hannibal Lector, strapped up to the moving cart. The two park rangers up in the front seats were taking him to the Rocky Mountains. He struggled at his bonds, but to no avail. After a couple of minutes of struggling, he sighed, and gave up, exhausted.

Italic: Damn that RJ...When I get out of here and find him, I'm going to rip him apart, piece by piece...

He then, to his surprise, thought of something he hadn't thought of in easily 10 years: his childhood. He shook his head furiously. He didn't want to remember his childhood. But, it just kept coming back into his head, no matter how hard he tried to forget it. Finally, he just relaxed, and let the memories return to him...

(20 years ago)

Vincent was 10 years old. He was learning how to hunt with his family. He saw a small sparrow hopping on the ground, looking for worms. He grinned, snuck up behind it, and pounced, grabbing it between his teeth and devouring it. When Vincent arrived back at the cave, he slept. This was a time in his life when nothing could go wrong. But all of that would change with a simple visit from his uncle...