Hell Hole

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White couldn't believe this ridiculous situation. He was buried in the backseat staring out the window at the passing houses. He shook his head, still not comprehending what his father made him do. He sighed, fixing his eyes on the group of bikers talking on the side of the road. His eyes widen in shock, recognizing the shorter of the four. The second their eyes met, White's heart started to pound. His brother was right there, so close to him. He plastered himself on the window to gain a better look at his twin, but the car was moving too fast. White wanted to stop the damned vehicle and run to Black. 

"Is something wrong, young master?" The bodyguard asked, looking at White through the mirror. He shook his head with a forced smile. He tried to remain still, but his urges to look back were stronger. Stopping to care what the two men in front would think of him, he turned around, searching through the glass on the road. It didn't take him that much time to spot the four bikes weaving between the cars. 

Black was here, coming for him. The tears started to form in his eyes, knowing his brother was searching for him. The car suddenly halted, making White whine. The driver joined the honking symphony, making White confused. 

"The damned traffic." The driver caused. 

"Calm down." The bodyguard rolled his eyes. 

"I can't. It's getting cloudy. They will come out soon." 

White was listening to the discussion between the duo with a frown. He peeked out once more, seeing the clouds forming in the sky. And then the chaos took over the road. People started to abandon their cars, running away from the open space. White turned back at his companion, contemplating joining the crowd, but he was a second too late. The horrifying screech echoed through the sky, accompanied by fearful screams. The hungry creatures were on the way.

"We need to go." The bodyguard commanded, rushing out of the vehicle. He tore the door open, trying to pull him out of the backseat. White felt the rush of panic setting in. He couldn't let the man get him away from his brother. He defied him, kicking and pushing his long arms, but the man was more muscular than him. He ended up out in the middle of the street, surrounded by cars and screaming people. The creatures appeared not far from them, but White was determined to wait for his twin, even if it meant it would be the last thing he would do. In the corner of his eye, he saw a bike approaching. The relief washed over him. Black was here.