22.) The Awakening.

DISCLAIMER This chapter has rape and abuse, if any of these are triggers please take a rest.

~~~Lilith

August 1, 1950 'Ma'am The plane is taking off you must remain seated.' I heard her voice but It fell on deaf ears and I could not stop I needed to get off the plane. We were already thousands of feet in the air, and that fall would be painful. Bones would break muscles would be punctured from broken bones and I would look like a pancake on concrete for at least three minutes. This isn't including the fact that regeneration would take at least 30 to 45 minutes, but did I have time to regenerate that much? ' ma'am, could you please take a seat?' Lucian then said 'mother why is your mind closed off?' His telepathic thoughts pushing to get into my mind, I couldn't let them see what I doing and I didn't have time. I then sent a thought out, "don't try to stop me." Immediately all of them are recognized the severity, and they were shocked so I had to take this time and capitalize on it. The longer I was on this plane means the longer I would be in the air.

I then look at the stewardess as she had gotten quiet, I persuade her to take me to the cargo hold. I need to get off the plane. This was the only way to do it without causing major damage to the people around me. As she took me down The stairs someone tried to stop her it was another stewardess. 'Ms. Janice you know only personnel are allowed down here.' I then came from behind her and said 'You will forget you saw us and make sure no one comes down here.' With a cheerful voice, she said 'yes ma'am.'

I wasted so but I had made it to the cargo hold. I then looked at the stewardess and said "open the hatch." She looked baffled and said 'I can't unless we were already landing," I felt annoyed but I had no time for the emotion. I look at one of the wheels that were key for the plane to take off.

I had no choice, I had to use telekinesis to open the door. If I start punching the plane I would destabilize the plane. This is also not to mention the noise I would make. I reached into the air and focused on pushing the wheel hatch open. I wanted to keep everything from falling apart so I took my time, this had been the first time in a few years that I used telekinesis. I felt my nose bleeding, how long has it been since I've used telekinesis?

I focused my mind and I began to hear the metal bending, I could feel it giving out I could feel the hatch moving. Using telekinesis was something most elder vampires could use, but I spent years holding back. I felt metal bending as I begin to reach deep into my mind. This time I am forcing everything to conform to me without even touching it. I felt my power begin to overflow, the metal was breaking as the wind began to push my hair back. Telekinesis was also dangerous, I was sending out essentially a large broadcast. Anyone who telepathy is going to know where I am at. Even humans can sense it, although very low.

I finish opening up the hatch only for me to have company, I heard the gun click and I turned around. It was a man looking to be 30 to 35 years old. He's wearing a blue and black plaid shirt and wore some jeans, he's also wearing some boots. His eyes were sky blue they had a warm side to him. He has a good jawline with a boxed head complemented with black hair. 'Miss you are under arrest.' I turned and I raise my hands showing a sign of surrendering. The air could rip me out of the plane right now because I had maintained a grip on the side of the plane. He probably didn't notice it but I could hear his thoughts more than anything. The wind is too loud, I also use the force field to prevent him from flying out of the plane. I am fine with my enhanced strength it helped me with keeping my grip. I could barely hear him as he slowly said step away from the wheel hatch. I didn't have time, I let go and the wind sucks me out.

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I was on my way home, and that was when I saw a car was outside of my house. It was baffling because I didn't have many friends, maybe Wendy had a friend? I hurried and parked my car. I made my way to the car to investigate it. I got closer to the car, and it was a red 1950 Buick master it was a nice car that was just released this summer, who would come to my house with such an expensive car. The bright red color reminded me of someone, while the seats were white and made with genuine leather. I looked in the reflection of a car and saw a man, I even looked down at his hand he had an M1911. He was a white man with buzz-cut blonde hair and wore a white greased-up shirt with blue jeans. His eyes were brown and had a cold and sneaky side to them.

'Come with me.' He said calmly, he had a southern accent and spoke with some menace. I turned around and followed until I got to the door of my house. I used my eyes to search my neighborhood to see if anybody was watching, but it was to no avail not only was it dark but it was getting late.

By the time I get to my house, I had to search my neighborhood thoroughly, or at least I had hoped. When I opened the door I saw them, they were all sitting around my family table. It was Samuel to my surprise and two other men. One of the two looked pretty young around 18 or 19 he had a narrow face with a thin nose and his nostrils were thin, he had a white dress shirt on and wore a pair of worn black slacks like he had just came from working at a diner or restaurant. He had greased back brown hair and blue had eyes, something about him just made it scream like you couldn't trust him.

The last one was a slightly overweight man he was tall though, he was almost 6 foot 4 and had a gut. He had a slim face had blue eyes and was a brunette like the other one, but from the chest down he had a gut. He seems to have worn the same clothes as the young man and had a trench shotgun at rest but ready to use. There were four men altogether, and there was no way I could fight my way out of this. Maybe if I had a gun there would be a chance but then Adrian and my wife could get shot, and what world could I live in if my family wasn't here?

They were all smiling though there was no laughter. 'You always thought you were better than me.' He broke the long silence with that. "How?" I responded, I didn't even move and the asshat behind moved the gun closer. "I did nothing to you." My face showed visible anger and my family sitting there trying to process why me? Adrian's face was sad and pale. Wendy's eyes were red fresh from having tears in her eyes.

'Shut your lying nigger lips up.' The man with the gun said behind me, breaking my focus away from them.

'Gunther calm down.' Samuel said while focusing on me. 'Simple I want you to suffer.' He then turned and started to hit Wendy, The first punch was what set me off. The gun reminded me not to move. I could hear her bones cracking as they made contact with this man's fist. She didn't cry out in pain all you could hear was her face being bludgeoned. I couldn't watch it and I reached for her and in that second loud bang, I was shot in the shoulder. I didn't process it as I kept on going forward, I needed to save her. It was only then when I hit the ground that I realized I had been pushed to the floor. I was too weak to get up, it was then that the bastard that shot me grab my shirt and said 'too soon for you to die nigger.'

I watch what felt like years of torture as my wife is getting bludgeoned by Samuel. My son began to soil himself I begin to try to stand up again, I won't watch my wife be beaten down like this. She was pregnant and I believe that she was about to be due in a few weeks, this stress could kill her and the babies. Her hand was extending to me as she would pass glances at my face with Samuel punching her. I am so weak, I just wanted to save them. I want to save my wife and my children and yet I couldn't do anything.

The worst thing is this is the same powerlessness I felt before but this was so much more gruesome. I fell back to my stomach, not because I was using blood, but because I had been hit behind the head. I had watched him brutalize my wife more and every time I would try to get up I would get hit and knocked down like a fly.

It was then that I saw it, Adrian running towards his mother breaking free of his fear. He was punching Samuel to no avail, they all laughed at the boy and smacked him to the ground.

"Please let them go." tears were streaming down my face. His face had a smile ear to ear. All of their eyes showing no mercy they were all smiling and then they all started cackling in glee. Samuel then got and walked and said No. He then walked back to her and it was then that they started ripping her clothes off of her Gunther then grabbed my chin and said 'don't look away, boy.' I was trying to turn my face away but then he put the gun to my temple, I had to watch. My and her eyes locked and my entire being refused to let her be hurt again. Something was coming out of me a scream but not in submission nor fear, something so much more carnal and basic I knew what it was it was a war cry. I start moving, and he hit me with the but of a gun.

Samuel and the skinny one then spread her legs. I could hear her screaming: 'No,' over and over again. I could hear her yelling the word as she clawed and fights them with all her strength. She then manages to get one of her arms free. She punches Samuel in the face, he laughed and wipe the blood off his. The big one grabbed her again. 'That's right David hold her ass down.' The skinny one said. 'Oh fuck you Zhane' he said while struggling with Wendy. 'This dumb bitch gone take my dick next ya hear.' Wendy's scream still happening and these bastards were having a conversation. "No don't please don't." I was begging to hope they would at least listen. I was begging because I wanted her safe.

My wife's feral screams are one of the few things that will haunt me on this earth. I was still struggling while this son of a bitch was laughing. Samuel had pulled his pants down and I was trying to fight back. I then heard another loud bang. It was startling as they look back at me, they then started laughing and Gunther said 'Don't know when to quit you, dumb nigger.' It was a hot bullet that passed through my back missing my spine but tore through me as if I wasn't there. I had not noticed how much I was bleeding until it began to stain my hardwood floors. Until the blood began to flow past my face and show my crimson reality. "Please stop." I had started begging again.

Tears were flowing down my face. I could feel my strength fading and I felt light-headed I was bleeding out. They wanted me to die watching as they raped her. I could see it all as he pulled his dick out, ready to hurt her even more than what he had already done. "No. No. No." I yelled at them, I saw it all as he raped her mercilessly. I had more strength and struggled more. Her tears streaming down her face as she was being violated, her legs no longer moving and I could see it Wendy had given up. The only peace I had was that my son wasn't awake to see this. Thank God he wouldn't have to experience any more of this hell. Thank...No there is no GOD. What God would watch something so fucked up? What God would watch men women and kids get slaughtered? My rage overflowing as I still decided to keep trying to move. Is my pain numb to the adrenaline flowing was this my second wind? Or my dying breath?

She was quiet now her eyes showing life but the inside of her was dying, she had decided to shut herself down. So she wouldn't feel this hell all over again. "I'm going to kill you all." It came out as a whisper, no one was supposed to hear it if I survive this I am going to kill them all.

It was then that I heard my door open David the man who had been pinning my wife down had let her go, it was not like she could do anything she was already dead inside. It was only then when I saw his body flying back that hope had finally started to grow inside of me. It was only then that I saw the woman of my dreams that I knew I wasn't insane, it was only then that maybe there might have been something out there just not God. Who was this woman?

~~~Lilith

I had landed on the ground with a sickening crunch I had softened my fall with telekinesis but I still broke bones, some of them even tried to exit out of my body. I had forced myself to at least try moving, it is a strenuous process. What made this process the worst was the fact that my legs were broken my black skirt was torn in many places. My Red drip dry blouse was torn on one of the sleeves while the other sleeve had completely come off due to one of my arms being mangled by the fall. My hair is ruined, and what made it worse was the fact that I had been no closer to getting to my son.

I focused on getting my legs working. Moving them back into place and resetting the bones had to be the worst part. If I didn't reset them properly it could take hours more to heal them, I couldn't keep Gabriel waiting. I stood up with my spine reorganizing itself, my jaw partially dislocated but I fixed it into place. My mind was trying to pump the madness through. My left hand is bruised and broken from the landing and my right arm was broken but I am still able to use my left arm.

I began taking baby steps with my walking, within seconds I started walking after that. I then began to run. I would allow my body to do core regeneration when I was at least halfway there. Zamiel was right I could never make it there in this condition, he would still experience such a trauma that it could destroy a human psyche. The real question is why would she tell me that? She didn't tell the whole truth which was obvious, but there was something more to it.

I then dug deep into myself, I had hardly ever used 100% of my power I had almost always only used about 15 to 20 percent of sometimes even as low as 10% which was base vampire speed. I am using 15 percent of my speed, my metabolism jumped up even further. I had not fed in a while and I knew once I finish this I would have to spend days trying to suppress my hunger. Going through this kind of change is detrimental. I feel myself beginning to go back into my baser instincts. Zamiel said I was a brute and a predator pretending to be a Queen. None of that matters though, I will be every evil in this world before I let my child die.

My body began healing faster as my organs begin to start fixing themselves in my body. As my heart began to start beating its regular beat no longer trying to process the chaos outside of it. My lungs now functioning to the degree that I could stop wheezing. I looked around and I noticed I landed in PG County. The area was beautiful even though it was in the middle of the night, I had seemed to have landed in the parking lot of a store by the name of Peoples Drug store.

I've been trying to trace my son's thoughts, even if I knew we would be enraging. I knew exactly where I was, but I wanted to make sure she was going to be my son by the end of all of this. His mind was getting darker he was changing was he having an awakening? This would be the second time this would happen, the first time was with Kaoru. I needed to hurry I took off in the direction of where my son is I knew I could make it and I ran faster. This was the fastest I had gone in a while, and I had to control my speed, or I would run all the way into another city or worse into another state. I slowed down once I got in the vicinity of where my son was, I didn't have to worry about looking into his thoughts this time.

I made it to the door and with one flick of my wrist, I sent it flying. There was a large man who came to respond and I sent him flying. I had no time for games and I had no time for incompetent humans, I walked in there calmly and what I found only drove me into wrath that I hadn't felt in lifetimes. This was worse than when the vampire was joining him dry, this was something much purer rage I wanted all of these men to suffer.

I flashed back to reality realizing my son was bleeding out. His body lay limp on the floor and his heart grew faint with each beat. I should've bought Lucian or Lucia with me, I was being careless and foolish and my son could pay for this with his life. I heard a click a gun was then pointed at me with his face twisted with fear, it was Samuel the son of a bitch that was raping Wendy. I saw their faces and knew their names 'Get on your knees you nigger loving bitch.' I didn't have time for these bastards so within an instant I was about to snap his neck. 'No.' I looked down and saw Gabriel his heart still going, even though it was weak. There was one glaring difference though. His eyes were gold... did this trauma cause an awakening? Was this what Zamiel was saying? I focused on his thoughts and they said it as clear as day 'I'll do it.' I understood him and I incapacitated all of them. It was rather easy but I all wanted to do was rip them apart or I could shoot them all and make it look like a failed home invasion. His thoughts were clear though so I had to restrain myself.

Afterward, I had grabbed Gabriel so I could take him to the closest hospital which was, Johns Hopkins Hospital. I had to move fast The problem was could he make that travel he had lost more blood than I thought. 'I know you.' It had just come to me that I had wiped his memory. "Yes." I had muttered. It was nothing else I could say, the last time he saw me was five years ago I spent my time managing my kingdom and watching over him from a distance.

"We need to get you to the hospital," I said it trying to hold back the truth. How could I tell him I wiped his mind? How could I tell him I pretended to be his comrade? How could I tell him I was his mother? We were almost to the door, the blood was dripping all over the place but I knew I would have to try to get him there to the hospital. It was only 5 miles away.

'I am in your debt.' What could I say to him? Gabriel was suffering because of me, as a mother you are supposed to protect your child all I have been doing for this one child is hurting him. Yes, I did good with him bringing it into, but that was all. "No, you're not in any debt," I said calmly trying to keep myself calm. "If anything you should save your strength."

I then look at Gabriel and I said. "We need to get you to the hospital as quickly as we can." I try to let go of having to worry about him dying on the way there. Zamiel knew something about him, in fact, she knew a lot about him. I then picked him up in a cradling position, and I allowed myself to use my full speed again.

I had made it to the building in no time, and Gabriel was okay even though he had no idea what happened as he had passed out as I picked him up. I bust through the doors of the hospital covered in my son's blood on my pale skin. It was contrasting with his crimson blood and got all over my hands and face.

"You need to save him!" I shouted in a relatively quiet hospital. The staff had been alerted to my shout, The staff member looked at me indifferently then she saw that I had a black man leaning on me. She then said with a stutter 'W-we don't allow negroes in here miss.' This was a blatant annoyance, and if my son wasn't bleeding out in my hands I would've killed everyone in this fucking hospital. I then used my persuasion I didn't have time for humans' petty ideas about someone's skin color.

"You will call a nurse to aid my son." She then immediately went to go find a doctor and I dropped him off in a chair, I didn't have too much time Wendy was next and then there was Adrian. I genuinely did not want to leave him, but I knew if I waited any longer those bastards would wake up and they would try something.

I had gotten back to my house and realized that one of them was waking up it was Samuel. I then check on Gabriel's family, they were fine no major scars but the mental damage was done I don't think they would ever be able to fully recover from this.

My heels were already destroyed, my feet bloody from the traveling but I needed answers and I didn't have time to do too much interrogation. "Why?" I said it plainly and then the look on his face shifted from confusion to horror to hate all in one motion. 'Because that nigger thought he was better than me.' Something wasn't right could this have just been hatred, I then looked into his mind and I noticed something. There was a memory block there, why would there be a memory block in a stupid hick mind?

A memory block was basically what I did to Gabriel, only this one was different. It was almost as if this was planted and used as a manipulation tactic? This man had always hated Gabriel for no reason. I dig deeper into his mind and I found something, it was that same vampire that attacked him in World War II. From day one at the steel mill he had been poisoning this man's mind with hatred, he had been using this man's shortcomings to bring out more of his anger. saying things like 'He only got that money because his father saved the owner sons life you are the real one that deserves the money.' You could see Samuel's frustration building. The vampire would then say; 'This is a white man's country and only white men should be in it.' Though these happened months ago these memories seem to be the most recent occurrence, which indicated that this vampire had access to this man regularly.

This wasn't good, it was only when I was about to get to another part of the memory Samuel put a gun to his temple and pulled the trigger. He had blown his brains out, it was almost as if it was a fail-safe. His blood sprayed all over the place and even all over my face, I couldn't read his mind if there was no mind there. I looked into the other one's minds and I realize they knew nothing about this, they were just pawns in a larger scheme.

I grabbed Wendy as I noticed she had been bleeding, but not from her face from her area I had to hurry. She could lose those babies that would be one of the worst things to happen to her. She came to look at me and scanning the room and then her eyes went white with fear, I couldn't afford for her to experience any more trauma and said my persuasion "sleep." I picked her up in the cradling position also and decided to drop her off at Johns Hopkins.

I was there in minutes though I had to move slower. I look at her sleeping face which is swollen from the beating these men had given her. The nurse didn't give me any trouble this time around, and it seems like the only reason why she was even giving me trouble was because there was a negro entrance all the way in the back of the fucking hospital. As long as I look like them I wouldn't have too much trouble, but the thing was that I was albino and I was born before race even existed. I look like I'm white but I had suffered from having no skin color and these people were fucking ignorant.

I had finally finished and all there was left was Adrian, when I got there I had no idea the boy had woken up. His eyes crying as he couldn't understand why hatred like this exists. He looks at me and he ran to hug me it was so bad for him. He just hug me and he cried in my shirt. He had and soiled himself I could only imagine what he went through he was such a good child, though good people always seemed to be the ones easily taken advantage of abused and discarded sometimes even killed. I was the type to do it to them and I only stopped recently, this was when I was with Michael.

"It's okay Adrian." I said in a soothing voice. 'It doesn't feel okay.' His voice said while crying, I couldn't stop him from breaking down like this. So I grabbed him by his hand and we walked outside. I had begun to pick him up as if he was my baby, and I let him cry. It was no other way I could help him but he had to get these emotions out because the only thing I could do for him and Wendy was the way to your memories of this day. Though he would always feel like something was missing it would at least be free of this nightmare.

"I promise you it's going to be okay Adrian." Before I left I did a mental scan of the neighborhood, it was nobody here. What happened to all of the residents that live hear? My mind could only assume the worse this was planned for a while. Killing them would be a waste, but sending them all somewhere for an allotted amount of time would prevent any major suspicion. 'Are you sure it's going to be okay?' Adrian asked bringing my thoughts back to the situation at hand. I smiled genuinely and said 'Yes.' He then looked down at my feet and his face showed more emotion of sadness 'what happened to your feet?' He was perceptive, he had to have gotten in there from his mother. "Nothing." I didn't want him to worry. He seems to have let it go but he knew something happened to me, he was just so overwhelmed with today. He looked down and his thoughts were screaming for all of us to be okay, he was such a genuine kid.

By the time I made it to the hospital, Gabriel was being stabilized and it was time that I had a conversation with him, it was time for him to hear the truth.

End of Chapter: The Awakening.