It was a cold night and I was sitting by the fireplace in the living room watching the news to see what was going on all over

It was a cold night and I was sitting by the fireplace in the living room watching the news to see what was going on all over because I really haven't been out. There hasn't been anything that I can do. It was talking about something happening out in the sea when and important message came on.

"This just in. A family has been badly murdered and no one knows how has done this. This is what the family looked like before they were killed." I was about to flip the channel when a picture of the Cullen family came on the screen. I got up and got closer to the screen.

"They…can't die. That's like not possible." Tears were coming down my face now. "Well I guess this what he meant by please move on. I just can't believe that they would do that. It can't be right. No they wouldn't do that. They are and were the last family I had." I crumbled onto the floor the whole that was my heart now reopening. I couldn't believe that they would hurt themselves like this.

The alarm went off and I got up. I was already dressed so all I needed to know was where I had to go. I looked at the screen and saw that I was going down town. Another gang banger. I sighed and got in the car.

I drove down town ready for what ever came at me. I parked a mile away from where I was supposed to be and started walking with my gun already on me and my knives too. My hair was up and I was ready for what ever was to come at me. The whole gang banger thing was closer then I thought. Sooner then I thought and then I wanted I was being pulled into a fight. I threw punches left and right hurting as many people as I could. I had to be farther up into the fight into a building. I don't know why but it was like everyone was giving up or they were all just…I don't know but I swear someone is helping me. There just wasn't much of a fight going on.

I made it to where I had to be and began the walk I have been doing for a number of years. I was surprised to find out that the boss didn't have thugs. I knocked on the door and a quiet "Come in." came from the door. I walked in and the guy looked surprised.

"Wow you aren't a prick like every other guy." I said. He was about to say something but I pulled out my gun swerving the bullet and hitting him dead center of the four head. I sighed and started to walk down the stairs when I heard sirens.

"Shit." I muttered and headed out of the building. I had to run which was really easy even with these boots on. I knew the cops would come after me so I ran down an alley and hid.

I was behind a dumpster when I heard the siren come closer and closer. I was in a ball and lowered my head on my knees hoping that they wouldn't come farther. I heard the car stop and the door open. I don't know why but I was crying when I really shouldn't be. I came to do my job and that was killing which they won't like. I heard foot steps and heard them come closer and closer. If I was quiet enough I could run but I knew that if I was to move I would get caught. I felt someone close to me and heard knee's crack. I looked up and I couldn't even believe it. This person held out their hand and I just stared in disbelief.

"But…you're…dead. How?" I stumbled as more tears formed.