Why me?

I stand drenched and defeated in the in the rain, tears streaming down my face as I gaze upon what remained of this world. What my choice's led too, my biggest blunder. "Emma, she was taken from me! Why did it have to be this way, why do I have to chose your path! IT'S NOW WHAT I WANT!" at the top of my lungs I continued to scream, until I couldn't anymore.

My only friend was human, he suffered because of my incompetence. Even when he was battered and bruised, he continued to follow me hoping I'll snap out of my lost. But one day all I did was just stand there, stand as he was pierced through his chest and watched as that thing ate his heart. His last words for, "In death I'll still believe in you," but even now, I refuse to believe in myself.

Everywhere I go, bodies lay in my steed, one after another they die, and I refuse to help anyone anymore. "I want to die but there is nothing in this world that can kill me! I want to shout for Emma! But she gone." A lighting strike wakes me from my stupor, "what is that! Fireworks?"

"Son," Derick began to say, "I know it's not hard being you, your both young and in love, I can't stop the future from happening."

"What do you mean?"

"I know you got a lot on your mind, I want you to do me a favor, please."

"Sure thing old man."

Chuckling at that comment, "I have nothing against who you are or what you are, just know that, my wish is that you let her go."

"Go where?" I stared back at Emma, her smile so radiant, so full of wonder,

"She's my little girl, I just don't want to see her die is all."

Staring back at Derick only for him to turn into a 7ft tall horned wolf with metal fangs, I realized it was just my mind going insane, "I hope you'll be able to kill me, do your worse."

It kept snarling at me, staring into my eyes as if assisting my threat level, soon enough, it lunged at me, biting, scratching, knocking me to the ground completely, trying to bear it's fangs into my body, but even it's fangs barley let a scratch on me. After a while of pushing me around, even it grew tired of me and walked away. As I continued to lay there, next to a tree trunk, my cloths disheveled from the wolves attempt, I ended up laying there with only Emma on my mind, drifting off to sleep.