6.) The Queen and her son conclusion

We sat at the table in the dining room. I had a clear glass table with two chairs; this was another room I did not use. I added everything only so that we could eat together or at least have the illusion. The biggest problem was that Gabriel wasn't eating any of the food I had. I understood that I did not eat human food, but why didn't he eat? An obvious question with an obvious answer. His fear of me was still apparent. I could smell it in his sweat, was he that scared of me? It's about time I broke the silence. "You know you could always eat the food I got for you?" He shifted in his seat.

'Yeah,' he said sarcastically. 'I'm not hungry, though.'

He was lying. I could hear his stomach; fear numbs a lot of your body responses. "If you're still upset about me killing that man, I'm sorry." He looked at me with such fear but anger in his eyes. 'There is a lot I am still trying to wrap my head around, so forgive me for not wanting to eat from the mother that abandoned me and ate a German soldier in front of me.' He was putting up a front; he was horrified of me, and he had every right to be.

"Listen if you don't eat, you're going to pass-" his temper became apparent. 'You almost sound like you're concerned. You haven't been in my life for 23 years; I think I'll manage.' Its one of the few times a human would cut me off. I would've ripped anyone else in half or split their egos open with my words. His words were not only strong but cut deep. There was truth to them. The truth is, I'm lucky that he's willing to hear me out. I was never there for him. I was around them most of their lives. It was back when technology wasn't at the forefront. Now humans are making things every day. All of his brothers and his sisters had me in their lives. I supported them from afar; I wanted them to have independent away from me. Until they were adults, he's just meeting me.

I had abandoned him and his father. "I know it's hard to forgive me, but you're one of my children that I haven't seen... you since you were an infant, you going to a war where you could never come back." My words being genuine, but he stood up and said, 'What concern of that is yours? Because I'm your son? If you haven't noticed, you are a fucking vampire, and I am a human being or maybe even less.' His words continued to cut deep; this was something I should have expected.

I got up, and I was already in front of him, he didn't register that in time. I then slapped him five times, but his face would only process one. I didn't strike him; I just wanted him to come back to his senses.

"I did not invite you over here to eat you. You are over here because America is a shit show, and to get away from your fucking problems, you decided to go into the goddamned army. You can have bad blood with me, I understand it, but please love yourself. You are my son, and you are a proud black man, please understand I want you here because I love you and I would do nothing to hurt you." He looked down, and he wasn't afraid of me. He stopped letting fear get to him. 'I'm not calling you Mom so that you know' always with that last work. He clearly understood that from his father, or maybe he got that from me. "I don't expect you to," I shot back.

"So I have lamb in the icebox do you know how to use the new stove model." I motioned to the kitchen. He looked at the stove and said, 'yes.' It felt like his voice had a bit of regret for being an asshole. Within 20 minutes, he was eating, and I was happy. It was the first time in a long time I felt maternal instincts like this; I felt the need to feed my children to make them feel safe. I will savor this moment; I wanted to enjoy the time I had with my son. He was practically inhaling the lamb that. I cooked it on the fryer. I regret not getting side dishes, but it looks like he's enjoying it. He looked up from his plate and said, 'What do you mean by you were done pretending?' He remembered our conversation, and I guess it was time to give him answers. His eyes were calm, and he was somewhat relaxed. I think he was getting used to everything now.

"I left because there was a power vacuum forming in my kingdom. A kingdom with no monarch is quite unstable." He was still quiet, so I finished my statement. "I had Orm running it, but others seek to start an upheaval. Of course, I have people all over the world running and infiltrating various branches of the governments." His eyes widened in shock. 'Is that how you found me?'

I couldn't tell him that I had spent the better half of my time watching over him. I'm quite sure he knew I had free time, but I'm positive he doesn't know how much I know about his life. I only know so much about what he is going through because I've read some of his mind. It's deemed an invasion of privacy for vampires who do it to other vampires. I will have to withhold some of the truth from him. He's not entirely ready for my world. I could feel it in his thoughts. He is still terrified of me.

His eyes were focused on me as if trying to decipher what kind of person I was. 'So why did you walk away from being a queen?' I wouldn't lie, but if I tell him about that, but the truth it'll sound like I was bored with my life, I decided to play a human. "I left because I was tired of my monotonous yet important life. I felt like I was a prisoner in my kingdom, I met your father at a steel mill, and we spent a good portion of our time talking, and he was a good man. I had not thought I would meet someone like that again."

He looked at his plate; I could feel some of his anger rising from him. He then said. 'So was dad a part of your plan for walking away from the kingdom?' That question had no right answer, but he had a justified right to be angry. It was a good thing he decided not to be angry and judgmental. With a melancholy voice, "No, I never expected to fall in love with such a kindhearted man, I just wish I could've seen you grow."

Thinking about them both and seeing that I only had my son now and no longer have Michael made me regret that decision. "People are not expendable, yet humans use war as if humans were." There was a long silence after that.

He broke silence broke as if it was my glass table. 'Why am I here, Lilith?' His eyes were like his fathers but had the intensity of mine. "You are here because I want you to join me in my kingdom. I want you to be a vampire." True and straight to the point. His eyes widened in disbelief for a moment, and then anger showed. 'You want me to participate in feeding with people and murdering innocents?' He wasn't wrong; if not trained or in proper control, a vampire from my bite can murder hundreds if not thousands of people. I don't want to repeat an incident like that again. I know he's different from the way he smells to how he deals with things. He was kind, but he was practical, he was smart, but he knew how to play dumb. He was no hero, but he knew how to play one. Even if he chooses not to be immortal, I don't think the powers that be will let him live his life peacefully. All I can do is hope that tries to make the best decisions in his life.

'Why would I ever want to murder other people?' I could see it on his face he had already killed. "You have done it before, you have seen death before, you are no stranger at this point." He looked down at his 1911. That must've been the gun he used. 'Yeah, you're right; right before you took me out of the war, I shot a few people, but what you're asking me is to commit more murder to sustain myself.' His eyes begin to show pity, ' I get it, it's going to be hard to watch me age and die, but me killing and eating other people is not something I want to spend eternity doing .' He didn't quite understand, but he realized what he would have to do.

He stood up 'I can't spend eternity eating humans, after what you did to that man I can honestly say I don't want to do that to a human being.' I started walking to him, I wanted to hug him, but I knew he was too scared of me. " You don't have to be immortal, and you don't have to stay with me for the rest of the three days I know you want to go help finish the war. All I ask is that if you go, you allow Jason and Edward to protect you," he looked down. He didn't want to feel like he was cheating death. Having protection while everyone around him could die at any moment was the worst thing for him. His mind had so much compassion; I could always persuade him. Force him to stay here, but something tells me he would break free somehow. This was the only path I could give him, there was another option, but I was going to reserve that for later.

He looked up at me 'No. It would be unfair to everyone who is fighting with me. It wouldn't be unfair to everyone who I am fighting with.' I guess this will be a scorched earth option. 'Can you get Edward and Jason to come and pick me up?' He turned around to get his weapons and other items, and by the time he turned, I made up my mind I'm going to have to persuade him. I can't stop him from fighting in the war, but I can be there with him. "Gabriel, I want to talk to you." He turned, 'yes?' With a single glance, it was working. He had resistance but not on the level of his fathers. "I need you to forget about today, ok? You will go back to the guest room and go to sleep, and I will call for Edward and Jason by the time you wake up you will be carried in transported back to the battlefield, also every time you find yourself in any near-death situation he will have the uncontrollable urge to live." He began to walk back to the guest room. I had to hurry up and change my form. Shapeshifting was a gift from thousands of years of getting stronger I was one of the only vampires five who could do this. One of the other ones would be Jason, but he was a particular case. The form that he had was not his; it was stolen. Shapeshifting took hours to do. For females, it was a bit easier to do because our bodies had more flexibility; we also had to put on more weight depending on the human we were changing to during the transforming. Still, for males, it seems to be a horrid feeling depending on what form they were taking; they had to either shed some of their weight or to put on more weight. I had gone downstairs in my basement to take my former prey's identity, I would make some minor alterations so that I would look different but nothing major. I would also have to consume some of them to maintain a heavier mass. The requirement would be that I would have to consume more to maintain this mass. I chose the name, John Roadman.

I spent a few minutes talking to Edward via telepathy them it seems like operation D-day was a success. I never really liked interfering with humans. I also informed them not to interfere with Gabriel anymore and that I would take care of the matter. I also decided not to tell I was participating in the war. I had no other choice I chose to keep them in the dark. I had to get my son through this war safely; he was my only child who was still human. A day and a half passed by. I had left knowing that when he woke up, he would have questions, and they would be there with him, but only to answer some of his questions, I hope that this is another thing he can forgive me for. At the same time, I hope he never finds out.

End of chapter 6, the queen and her son Conclusion.