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Michael POV


I watch the fire flicker in front of me. I start blowing out smoke from my mouth, and continue my stare at the fire.

Today it was hard to get up from bed, all my body wanted to do was stay there. I stared at the ceiling for a very long time. Then my body finally allowed me to get up.

I take another blow, then lit the cigarette out. I let a deep sigh, and rest my head on the couch. I begin to close my eyes but open them when I heard a loud and familiar voice.

"There you are my boy!" I left my head to see a tall man that looks oddly familiar. When he step closer, I see who he is. My father is heading to my direction.

How did he get inside my house, I made sure to change the locks last time he did this. He always bothering at the worst times.

I get up from the couch to stand, and my father was already near me. I stare at him before speaking, "How did you get in?"

"The same reason why you change your locks, I pick it." Of course, I sigh.

"What do you need father?"

"Can't an old man see his son in peace." That cause me to roll my eyes.

"No father, but you usually come when you need something." He frown his brow a bit before switching to his usual expression.

"Well my boy, I'm free from all my work for the week And I came here to take you hunting." I narrow my eye at him.

"Hunting? We haven't been hunting for years now."

"I'm in the mood for it." Before I can speak, he took me by the collar and begin dragging me to his car outside. Then push inside, f^ck I forgot how strong he is.

I see him get inside the car. "Michael...you know you can talk to me."

"I know."  Then silence happens between us.

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My father begin to park the car, and I look up from my phone to look at the window.

This place looks familiar, it was an open space plain but further down there was forest. Tree that was huge in size and height.

Then it hit me, it was the same place that my father and I used to go with his pack. It was a time in my life that he wasn't so busy.

I look back down at my phone and text Destiny that I had to go. She text see later and I did too.

I look to see my father eyeing me, and I close my phone in response. He eye me for a minute more then stop, he begins to leave the car and I do to.

When we do, he start walking towards the forest. My old man, had his hair pulled back in a ponytail. His grey is more noticeable when it's in that style. He is carrying a black duffel bag, but for what reason.

I shrug it off and follow him. I start scanning around the area, and the tree first caught my eyes. It had moss surrounding the bark like ropes, and the grass were vibrant emerald green. That reaches to distance, with the tree being tall it was hard to see the sun but sunlight still peak through.

It's still looks the same, even from back then. We continue to walk. And wind start hitting my face, it has been getting colder recently. It officially became fall 3 days ago.

With that the I notice Halloween decorations up and other fall related things. I wonder if Destiny likes those type of things. If she does I don't mind getting a couple of things.

I see that my dad stop walking, and I do too. He begins to take off his shirt and I curse under my breath.

"What son it's not like you haven't did this before."

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