Being Immortal

This is just an idea that I am playing with...

When I was young, I was taught that I was a monster, that I could not be trusted… and so I stand, alone, afraid, and in the face of danger. Vampires want just a taste; Werewolves stalk me like prey, Humans lust for my flesh, and my own kind? They left me here to defend the balance. So, who am I? I am the last Immortal walking on this earth.

                Playing with my golden ring, I twirled it around my finger. The small golden band glinted in the sunlight. The meadow around my swirled as the wind blew around me. I wish that all the moments in my life could be as simple as this, but this was nothing more than a dream, a figment of my imagination. I could wish for anything, but only make it true in my mind, but that was my strongest defense when these times came.

Prison was hard on my body, but it would never damage my mind, for I had too much to live for, too much to save, and too many people who needed me. “Wake Up!”

I could hear a voice in the back of my mind, felt the slight haziness as my conscious mind attempted to awaken itself, but I had to be strong. I would not awaken this time. Facing another day of torture was not going to kill me, but it sure was going to waste a lot of my time and strength. At this point, I needed to conserve my energy to keep myself warm while living on the thick, bone chilling stones that made up my prison cell. “Get the Sador.” Sador… Sador, Sador…

This was going to hurt, but maybe this would draw blood. I have been waiting for that for several days now. I needed my scent to rise into the air and reach Gregory’s nose. He had no idea I was here, trapped in this madhouse. His temper would flare and all these greedy slime bags would be hanged in the street for this.

Sure, Gregory and I were mortal enemies, but we once had been in love… A very long time ago, and we were still soulmates. I just could not let go of my past and let myself love him. Not after what he did…

 

“Kate!” I could hear my name being screamed. “Kate!” It was a woman’s voice and it sounded oddly familiar. I wanted to scream so badly, but a hand covered tightly over my mouth.

“Say a word, and they are dead.” The gruff whisper in my ear reassured my silence as I watched my friends running through the battlefield, searching for my body.

Large tears ran down my cheeks and burned in my still bleeding cuts. I felt a sudden surge of energy. Bite him, fight, and cry out!  Do something! My mind seemed to be talking my body through the steps to escape, but it was no use. The poison was already beginning to set in, and the future I had seen the night before was unfolding it’s interweaving’s in front of my eyes.

With as much strength as I could I struggled with my captor and sunk my razor sharp fangs into this meaty hand. I was then hit harder than I had ever felt before. As my ears rang I surged forward into the battleground, my screams lost in the sounds of other’s shouts. My legs, although shaking, carried me farther than what I had expected, but I was still too late. I saw him, standing over Marc’s body. He looked down on him with a triumphant smile, an ugly thing to see indeed. He slowly drew his blade up above his head and with two hands drove it down hard. I closed my eyes and I felt Marc die. His wounds dropped me where I stood and caused me to grab my chest. Fire burned and raged in my body as I felt the blade rip from his body. My scream pierced the hot air, causing the world to become silence. All I could hear was the wailing of my own voice and I pulled at my vest, gripping my skin as if I had been slain.

“Kate!” Another voice screamed in my ear. The sudden sound, so close, caused my mind to wonder too far to the surface. I could feel a hand on my forehead, ropes holding me down, and a mind trying to invade my own. The scream echoed off my ears and rebounded as if it was a continuous sound even though I knew it was from the real world.

The crunching of boots approached my broken body. I could feel his heartbeat as he knelt beside me, pulling me into him. If I had any strength I would have fought, but what use would it have been?

The sounds of cries filled the air and I wept. As one tear fell another would follow, and the rain followed suit. The cold drops clung to my skin as I pulled myself from Gregory to Marc. His twin brother, Anthony, drew his sword and pointed it at my heart as I drew nearer. “Not another step, Kate.” His blade shook, but his eyes remained strong. “You did this! You caused all of this!” Spittle flew from his mouth with his rage as his words cut into my soul.

“Anthony…” I pleaded. “Take my life!” I cried. “I have nothing, nothing left to live for!”

My mind was racing as his hand came up to strike me, but his blade hit the ground next to my knelt body. Anthony sunk to his knees, an arrow sticking from his chest. Where the arrow came from, I would never know. I laid my head on Marc’s chest as Anthony lay beside me. He grabbed my neck, but there was no pain, no strength left to kill. “Don’t love him.”

He struggled for breath as blood gurgled from his mouth. I tried to sit him up, but with the remainder of his strength, he shoved me aside.

The only word I could make out was “No.” Gregory was fighting with more people, someone from my side, but I could not tell who from the sweat and blood that poured from my face.

“Please!” I cried out. “Please help us!” Looking up into the sun I cried out for our families to help, but there was no reply. Hitting my low point I struggled to keep my head up. Giving in to the exhaustion I laid my head again on Marc’s chest and rested, for the pain was intense and breathe taking while the part of me that was ripped away with Marc’s death began to subside.

 

Opening my eyes I saw a vampire standing over me, staring straight into my eyes. Where are they?  “Where are they?” The voice repeated, this time aloud. A crystal shard was being forced against my forehead and lined up with my mind’s eye. Its point cut deep into my flesh, sending droplets of blood to run down my face and into my eyes.

“You better run.” I mumbled as the pain began increasing to an intolerable level. A gasp escaped my lips as a searing pain spread from my head like wildfire to my toes in a matter of a couple seconds.

“You can end this, all of this. All you have to tell me is where the Immortals are.”