Preface

To die was one thing, but to die for people that I did not even know - I wouldn't mind dying for a loved one, but this, this was something completely different. I stared across the green meadow, directly at the blood-crazed newborns, their crimson eyes gleaming hungrily at me.

I wasn't scared, as I watched the gap between the newborns and myself become practically non-existent. Why would I be scared when I was about to die for such a noble goal; protecting innocents is a noble cause after all, isn't it? However, all my muscles braced for the impact of their strong arms, their deadly fangs.

I knew that if I had stayed in Holland, I still would've been safe. But now, seconds away from death, I didn't even feel a slight hunch of regret or sadness. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was doing the right thing, too bad it meant dying at the hands of those filthy leaches. I closed my eyes, and with one last burst of energy I launched myself forward, plunging towards my eminent death.

AN: What do you guys think, should I continue?