Protectors of the Human Race

 Screams occupied the house filling the silence once more. “Cover her mouth,” someone hissed, “we are not to be heard!”

The woman began to scream again.

“Sir, the baby…” “I don’t care, just shut her up before we are heard, Michael!” hissed the same voice again. “Yes, sir.” said the man now known as Michael. A new voice spoke, “We are far from anyone, we could all scream and not be heard which is what I’m about to do if this human doesn’t keep quiet!” The new voice belonged to a young woman.

They were going to take her baby and she was never going to see it again! She had to get out of here! She screamed again just as someone put a cloth in her mouth. She assumed it was Michael. She couldn’t see anything due to the fact she was blindfolded. Her contractions were coming fast now causing her to writhe in pain.

“Now, I’m going to need you to push.” Michael said. The woman kept squirming. “Alright, looks like I’ll have to get it myself.” She felt something slide inside her. A few seconds later the cries of a newborn pierced her ears. This caused her to squirm more which resulted in her freeing one of her hands that were tied to the bed. Her hand instantly took off the blindfold. “It’s a girl!” she gleefully yelled as she blacked out.

It was silent for a few moments before the hissed voice began, “Well, get on with it!” “But, Macnon sir, it’s just a baby…” Michael began. “No, not kill it you idiot.” Macnon said. “But, sir, that would be best, wouldn’t it?” The young woman asked. “No, Rita, Dravis is already on trial for this. We tend to our own people. Leave the baby with the humans, for now. Come find me once it is done. I have other matters to attend to.” Macnon said turning towards the door.

“What about the woman, sir, do we..?” Michael asked, hesitantly. “No, leave her here, tied up securely this time, until I decide what to do with her.” What was he going to do with her? She knew everything about their kind. The baby could easily be taken care of but, the woman? As Macnon made his way out the woman on the bed slowly began to wake.

“My baby, my baby…” the woman kept repeating.

“Yuck.” Rita stated. Rita despised humans. They were selfish and greedy.

“Maybe you should…” Michael began.

“Yeah, yeah. Give it to me.” Rita hastily said. The baby was to be brought to the humans as Macnon ordered. He didn’t say where though. Rita could have easily tossed it into a dumpster. But luck was on the baby’s side today because Rita was feeling quite generous.

As Rita left with the baby in hand Michael threw his eyes in the direction of the whimpering human. Her baby had just been plucked from her and it was all Michael’s fault. He didn’t know why he felt like shit about it. It was only a human but, the birth of a newborn baby brought happiness upon him. How he wished the mother could rejoice with her newborn. Michael sighed as made the disturbing thoughts disappear. He shouldn’t think like this. This human was at fault for Dravis being trialed. How could he let himself fall for such a thing and then get her pregnant! What a disgrace to the Protectors.

Protectors. That’s what they were called. They simply did what their title pronounced. They protected. They protected the humans from super beings that they themselves would never be able to handle. The protectors were bred to defeat such beings. They were swifter and stronger than most. Even quicker than the average vampire…if he wasn’t a thousand years old. The Protectors weren't immortal, that would obviously be too easy. The Protectors had been around since the beginning of time itself.

Michael began to reminisce about the stories his father told him of the history of their kind. A belting scream caused him to jerk in surprise. “What the f...” he yelled looking toward the human on the bed. “Oh shit!” He rushed over to the woman who had successfully slit her throat with the birthing tools he had brought in to deliver the baby. There was no use in saving her. She had done a good job of hitting the main artery in her neck. “My baby, my baby…Dravis…” she said gurgling blood in the process. Michael had seen much blood in his days but this caused him to back away shutting his eyes. “Macnon is going to kill me.” The smell of the human’s blood reached his nose causing his eyes to burn. What the hell was he supposed to do now?