The Immortal King

My mother paced quickly from one side of the bedroom to the other. She held her head in her hands and I could hear the snarls ripping from the depths of her throat. She sure did take after these beasts "How dare they?!" She heaved, "They can't be here, how did they find us? Oh daughter I am so sorry. I've tried everything in my power to escape the beast b-b-"  She choked up and I could see the pain enter her face once again. She whimpered and fell to her knees, back bent and weak. Both, my younger sister, Lilith and I were sitting cross-legged on the Aztec patterned carpet. We could hear all the commotion from the outside, they were getting closer.  They already knew where I was, but they were punishing me- he was punishing me.  We already knew what he was going to do, he was going to terrorize our town and come to my house last, just for the fun of it. I let go of Lilith and crawled towards my mother holding her in my arms, "Mother, you've done all you can. Come here Lilith.."  I gestured towards Lilith as she too began to crawl over to the two of us.  Lilith pressed her tear-stained cheeks onto my bare shoulder and I could hear her heavy breathing. I rubbed the two of their heads soothingly in an attempt to at least make this a little less painful, "Everything will be okay. I promi-" "But you can't promise that!" Lilith yelped helplessly clutching onto me, "It's not fair that they get to take you away-" She shook and I wanted to cry along with her but I knew that wouldn't help anything, "Lilith, he's my-" I could feel the slump in her shoulders as she let go of me. She sighed aloud, "I know, I know. Your mate. Our king. That immortal bastard." I shook my head and laughed a little hoping to shine light onto our dark situation, "Yeah, that immortal bastard" Lilith and I began to laugh hysterically along with my mother who had begun giggling through her weeps. My mother came behind the two of us and we all sat on our knees in the middle of the rug. I could feel the weariness radiating off of her.  She kissed the back of our heads and I heard her sniffle. There was a comfortable silence for a long while as we held each other and whispered, I love you's. Then that treacherous feeling came. The feeling that told me that he was near, closer than I thought. I jolted in my mothers arms.  Her chest began to slowly go up and down as she took deep breaths, "He's here." Lilith gasped understanding that the time had finally come. We need more time, I thought hectically bringing Lilith into one last hug.  We heard the pounding of a fist to a door and Lilith shook in my arms. My mother hopped off the ground and ran down the steps to open the door. A couple moments later, speaking was heard along with my mother begging for them not to take me. I covered Lilith's ears and whispered soothing words into them. She clutched onto me as I continued to stroke her silky dark hair. She had to have the best memory of me before I left. Who knows how long I'll be gone until I can run again? I could hear my mother running up the steps and she barged in as if she'd seen a ghost or worst, it.  He's definitely here. I could hear steps coming in after my mother and then I could see two men coming into the room. He wasn't one of them though, I could feel it. His presence was near, but not this close enough to be inside.  "Come with us," one of the men said forcefully separating Lilith and I. I could hear her cries as I hissed at the strong hand gripping tightly around my arm. "I'm coming willingly, no need to be hostile. Leave my family be." I could feel my arm begin to bruise. He let out a growl, "So you can run again? Oh please, now let's go" He began to drag me down the stairs as I fought against his body. Pain shot through my arms and tears began to well in my eyes for the first time in a couple hours. I could hear the other man holding back my mother along with Lilith. I could hear her cries and I could hear my mother fighting.  He dragged me out onto the porch when my mother and Lilith must have escaped the other mans hold. They ran out and attempted to get me out of his grip. There was screaming and growling and punching and clawing and kicking and everything violent that you could think of. The neighborhood knew of what was going on and I wouldn't blame them for not helping. After all, they were terrorized. For they knew the consequences of what my family was doing. But we didn't care at that moment.  We fought with all our might and we would've fought till our very last breath, but then something happened. A big growl had rippled through the air causing everyone to freeze. That.....that was him.