My brother wrote the thing below this one ch. 2

[Decoy]

This has a name now. "Life. Love. Hate."

I whirled around and saw him. There he was, standing gloriously beside me. He had a look of defiance on his face, and he only said one thing.
"Get behind me," he said. I quickly obeyed, wondering how this beautiful creature could help me. I had always thought that he was just a person, a beautiful one at least. But now I thought I had never seen anything look so menacing, so dangerous. I didn't want to admit it, but I was frightened. He looked as if nothing could stop him, man or beast.
He pushed me farther behind the safety of his back, and crouched readily, waiting for the herd to come.
Then they did.
The coyotes approched slowly out of the trees, one by one. I knew that one human couldn't possible stand up to a band of blood-thirsty predators. I reached up and put my hand on my shoulder, ready to comfort him, to let it know he didn't have to defend me.
"Close your eyes," he commanded.
"But-" I tried to argue. I knew it was pointless, but I had to try. I couldn't let himm do this for me, he was commiting suicide.
"Just do it! Please! I don't want to hurt you!" he pleaded, sadness and remorse growing in his eyes.
I reached up and cupped his face with my hands. "You could never hurt me. You wouldn't. I trust you," I said sadly, convincing him.
"Please," he begged.
I didn't respond, I just closed my eyes and covered my ears. I didn't want to hear or see this.

[lorraine]

wow you are a good writer!

[Decoy]

But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't block out the sounds of the battle. All I could hear was snarls and yelps. A horrible ripping sound followed a whine from one of the coyotes, and I knew one of them had gotten him. He could'nt have lasted against the coyotes. Tears ran down my face, from fright and worry. They left a trail through the blood that had come from cuts from branches on my face. Then someone touched my face, using their thumb to wipe the tears away.
I tried to open my eyes to see if it was him, my angelic savior. But something held my eyelids shut.
"No," said my savior. "Not yet. Wait."
The next thing I knew I was in his arms, being carried away like an infant who was frightened and scared. I cried for a few more moments, thinking of how my life had nearly just ended, and how I almost lost Derek because of myself.

[lorraine]

you should definitely post more often on this thing

[Lil*Angel]

omg that is soooo goooodddd!!!