the same. He started to back away from her.

He didn't wait for his mother to reply only one thing was on his mind right now, his mother didn't love him, she hated him. Forgetting the steep incline that he was near, he fell down it. As he rolled he yelped in pain, but the yelp wasn't like his other yelps, it wasn't for his mother. He wanted to get away from her.

It seemed to take forever to stop rolling around and hitting things as he rolled. He tried getting up a few times, but fell down dizzy from all the rolling he had done.

He heard a few noises close by, he heard his mother shout his name, she wasn't happy, of course she wasn't he wanted him to die. He started to move forward, he paused. The soft yelling or roaring he heard was now rather loud. He looked around. He lost some footing and fell down again; he had a hard time walking he hurt all over. He wanted someone to help him, but his mother wasn't one who could help him.

He turned to his left, he could see water moving down stream it was a small river. He of course didn't even know what it was, it just looked like water to him, and he saw no difference in moving deep water and shallow. "Hector get over here!" He turned hearing him being called by his mother; he had to get away from her.

Not knowing what danger he was about to put himself in he jumped into the water, thinking it was shallow like the rest of the water he had entered. He couldn't have been more wrong. He started to drown, he tried to get up for air, but he hardly knew how to swim. Let alone swim in moving water. As he got farther down the water kept on moving faster.

Luckily for him he although couldn't control himself was pushed on a rock, where in survival mode he instantly managed to climb up on it. He started to cough, he had never been so afraid in his life! He started to whimper loudly, he wanted to hide at his den, but his mother would find him. He started to cry in fear, and sorrow.

"Hector!" He looked over to his left, there was another rock nearby his mother was moving toward him. Having great fear of his mother he stood up and started backing away. "HECTOR, STOP!" Her voice seemed angrier than before, she was going to hurt him, and he didn't doubt that. She wasn't caring anymore, she never was, and she lied to him, all his life.

She moved now close to him, she raised a paw near him, "Come here, Hector!" Her temper somehow was getting shorter. She raised a paw near him, he stood still in fear, and her paw moved over him suddenly, she was barely too far to touch him. If she was closer she would have pushed him off. She was trying to push him into the water! He looked behind him; there was another rock somewhat close. A part of him wanted to cry out for his mother, so she could save him from this terror, but she didn't love him, she just tried to push him into the water. He looked back at her terrified, despite being terrified of his recent experience with the water and having terrible fear of it and being surrounded by it, he took his chance and jumped for the nearby rock. He failed at reaching it.

Again he couldn't breathe he was rolling and hitting things left and right, he managed to get to the surface taking breath, he heard something loud and familiar. He couldn't see anymore, he suddenly felt the most painful thing he had ever felt it all came from his head. The pain didn't last long as he closed his eyes.

Hector slowly opened his eyes from his rest, tears falling down his face; he now remembered how he became separated from his mother. He now knew the word rape, what it meant. His father in fact left him at birth the moment in a way when he was born he left. His mother never wanted him, she was forced to bare him as a pup and raise him. It wasn't a wonder to him, why she would want to push him into the water. It was a perfect accident for her to use to get rid of him. The worst, the absolute worst of it all, not the fact she had tried to kill him, but she didn't love him!

Everyone was right, Loresa was right. All along his mother hated him, his father hated him 'she never loved you' He felt his chest heaving remembering when she had said those words. "No. no, no, no, no!" The only thing that kept him going when he was at the pack was his mother did love him, and was looking for him, and when he found her, she would love him. This couldn't have been farther from the truth, his father just sought pleasure and didn't care for him at all, his mother didn't want him, didn't love him. "She had that right..." He found out what was off about himself, he was the son of a rapist, and looked like one, he looked like his father! His sorry excuse for a father was a rapist, who raped his mother, who gave birth to him. "NOO!" He begged for it not to be true he went over his memory that returned in a dream, it was true he could remember it so clearly now. It was the truth, the hard truth.

He never was loved by his father....

He never was loved by anyone in his pack....

He never was loved by his mother.....

"Why was Loresa right?" He took a breath in his tears, "Why?! Why?!" He stood up as he stated the words, "It's not fair that she is right! It's not! I hate you! I hate you!" He headed towards the exit to his den, "I'll make you pay, I'll make you suffer! I'll make you suffer!"

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((sorry I finnaly just chose to finish this real quick, it's not that well written and hopefully you did enjoy this a small bit, made you happy is my goal. YES I'm finally writting again! Although most of this was already written I just finished it up. More stuff will come soon! Thank you for reading, and wasting your time on my story! This makes me happy, if I didn't I'll know because you'll comment on how you hate or love it. lol Naw just kidding if you don't want to comment that is entirely fine, I don't mind it.....another note...I rushed to get it finished to get out of the way, um yeah...have a nice day...))