Midnight ran through the woods. Sweat dripped from his face as he darted out of the way of the trees. Angered welled up inside him as he stopped and looked back. He didn't care what everyone thought, he would avenge his best friend.
Midnight slowed down as he came upon a spring. Just as he reached down to get a drink, he remembered what had happened to Belle...her arm getting ripped off, her eyes wild with fright, her ear pircering scream. Midnight tried his best to forget the moment.
"Belle, I promise I will avenge you." he told himself "They won't get away with this, even if it means I must put my life on the line." He stood up and walked away.
He came upon another spring after traviling along while. But it was closed, and that gate refused to budge, no matter what Midnight did to it. He suddenly had a feeling he was being watched.