Too Soon To Be Over
"Push!
Push!
PUSH!!!"
"AHHH!
AHH!
AHHHHH!!....
Do you...
Do you.... see ANYTHING?"
"Just a lot of blood!
Are you going to be okay?
I'm terrified I'll make a mistake!"
"I'll be fine, Im just very weak.
I...
I.. tru-trust... in ... you!"
I've seen plenty of births before, but never one so bloody...and up close.
Nervous to my core, I concentrated entirely, scared everything will go wrong and my spawn won't make onto this earth.
There was so much blood and I could sense she was losing lots of it.
What do I do?
Heal her?
No...she said never to!
Do I help her and pull him out with my hands?
"Oh Demon King.
Please...another one is coming!"
She reaches out, searching for my hands and over oval shaped stomach, we held hands tightly. More so, her.
"AHHHHHHHHH!
HHEEEEESSSSS COMMMIINNGGG!!"
She screams, frightening me as her lady hole starts to expand, filling up with a dark patch full of hair.
My eyes widen, is this him?
Is my son showing himself to us?
Tears filled my eyes as well as the lovely melody of my love pushing him out.
We endured the pain together until she stopped screaming.
"I'm so tired...
I's cannot go...on."
Her head slowly leans to the side and her grip on my hand loosens. My heart accelerates in my chest.
"AH'NHI!!
AN'NHI!!!" I shouted ever so violently.
I will not let her die!
"Wake up!
PLEASE!"
"I'm here. I'm here." She moves her head quickly, and I see her weak body preparing to tense her body once more.
Now she was gripping me tightly, sitting up and I could see how flushed her sweet ivory face was. I couldn't wait to deliver this baby so she didn't have to feel pain any longer.
"I love....you so...much!
Ah-NUH-...ANUDDA...ONE!!!!"
She pushes and another gush of blood leaves her core, as well as the patch of thick dark hair filling her womanhood more and more.
Suddenly the head pops and she yells," GET HIM" and I quickly grasp his head, pulling softly like she had explained how to do the night before.
"He's!
He's!!..."
My eyes grew wide, yelling over her whimpers and agonizing screams as I gently guide the head out the canal, witnessing the exposed shoulders his purple-ish skin.
"He's!!!
COMING!!"
Through her cries she pushes with a loud grunt and I catch him right in my arms, covering his small body with the bear skin to my side.
"Pull the cord!
Pull the cord!" Ah'Nhi pants.
I cradle my son closely to my feet, watching her womanhood now push out a red piece of flesh. A placenta, she called it.
"Is he okay?
How does he...look?" She says tiredly and all I could do was gaze at my first born son, my spawn, my twin.
"He's....
He's...so beautiful!"
My nose rubs all along his wet flesh, inhaling his natural scent as well as his mothers. This was the best day of my life. This gave a Demon Tribrid, like myself reasons to live in this cruel awful world.
I savored every bit of this moment, reaching over to Ah'Nhi and grabbing her hand. She was so exhausted, ready to collapse, as we were by the warm fireplace in the log cabin, feeling extra cozy and secured.
"Please sweetheart, drink some of my blood.
I promise to cloak your scent with the best spe—"
'CRASH!'
The doors of the cabin burst open, startling my newborn son with the cold, harsh, frosted air, that he finally makes his first sound. The wind hits us brutally as I turn to see what the commotion was.
"BAHM!"
My eyes go wide and I cradle my son to my chest, providing more warmth to his body. How did she know I was here!
"HEAVENS!!!
I knew you were keeping a secret from me!"
She yells with so much hurt in her voice it made me feel guilty for not telling her, but under the certain circumstances, how could I not keep it a secret? Also, how did she know?
"MOTHER!
I'm...I'm so sorry!"
"Bahm you know this cannot be!
And you miss!...
You should of known better...
YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF HIM!
Now look at this mess!"
"N-No Madam Hiliana, I didn't--"
"MOTHER....I LOVE HER!!!" I roared against the cold wind.
"LOVE!
LOVE???
YOU ARE TOO YOUNG TO EVEN KNOW WHAT LOVE IS!
WHEN YOU BARELY EVEN LOVE YOUR OWN MOTHER THAT PUTS HER LIFE AT STAKE FOR YOU EVERY SECOND!"
My birth mother, Hiliana, yells so loud her eyes glosses over as she stand in the door way. The vein in her forehead pulsated with anger.
I didn't know what to say to her.
Is anyone every ready when they first bring a child into this world?
Was she even ready to be the mother of a demon like me?
"Please Madam...
He is innocent....blame me." Ah'Nhi cries distressingly, covering her lower half with hide.
Suddenly my mothers steps out the way of the door, coming inside finally, but then a man appears in the doorway instead. Ah'Nhi gasps on the floors at the bald headed man dressed in an all white robe and...is that...wings?
"I'm so sorry my son," my mom says, walking up to me and extending her arms to pick up my son.
The warmth he brought to my body sent goose bumps down my spine once she takes him from my arms.
"But, you aren't ready to become a father yet.
An angel cannot have a child with a Demon...I'm sorry."
Confused by her sudden words, I thought she was just going to hold him and apologize for belittling me, what nonsense is she spewing now!!!
"Mom..
Mom!!!
What do you mean!"
"Miss Ah'Nhi of the 2nd division, you already know the consequences of this. I will heal you to your truest potential, but then you must come with me."
The bald headed man spoke as if he knew Ah'Nhi. It seems he was a higher ranking Angel than she was.
In hysterics I stood to my feet, ready to pull my son from my mothers arms. No one will be taking neither of them away! How dare they!
"SON, STOP!" Suddenly as I go to charge for my nameless son, l'm stopped in my tracks by some barrier my mom puts up.
I bang on the thing, not even able to move towards Ah'Nhi and I began crying when my mother turns her back and heads to the door.
"STOP!!!!
I HATE YOU!!!!
GIVE ME BACK MY BABY!!!!"
I dropped to my knees and began banging on the floor, unable to see out of my watery vision.
"I'm sorry Bahm.
This is my fault...please forgive me, but don't look for me." Ah'Nhi stands, all healed in her blood soaked grey dress.
I'll never forget that day...
It's too painful to think about about the son I never got to raise, out in this world, if he was even alive.
So, just how the hell could my mother bring him up!
After splitting the table in two, it took a long time to compose myself. Something deep and dark inside of me, made me want to lash out as I fought back and fourth with it. I wanted blood, revenge, accountability... all the things I knew I couldn't have!
Upon leaving The Dining Hall, I was still shifted, dragging my long, dark, sharp nails against the concrete walls of the halls, frightening everyone that turned down the corner before they all scurried away.
I hate everyone that ever thought they had to make decisions for me. I hated them all!
Soon they will feel my wrath and won't even notice it coming!
They only one that could possibly stop me, is my mate.
I think I smell her arrival.