The song I used here is "Hallelujah", I have the version of Jeff Buckley…anyways, this idea has been stuck in my head and I know it's as sick as fuck, XD. Believe meh but I really, really want to write it. So…spare my insanity and give this a bit of a try. I changed around the plot a bit.
ALSO: if you're easily offended by this, then just go. -_- I don't wanna hear how sick or twisted this is. Hell, I KNOW and I don't care so just get the fuck outta here if you think that saying 'EWWW!' is gonna make meh turn away from writing this. This is gonna be like…5-6 chapters. Maybe even less. Maybe a bit more but I don't want it more than 10 chappies. *sighs*
Title: Hallelujah
Rated: +18 - dude; it's a pregnant EIGHT year old
Summary: Shannon Moore was a 6 year old mosaic. Only 7 when his best friend left him. Only 8 when they discovered he was pregnant. SLASH.
Genre: Drama
SIX year old Shannon waved a drawing into his hands, the scribbles of the blue crayon smeared against the paper and he ran over towards his best friend, Jeffery Nero Hardy, his body slipping and his knees scraped against the rock, hitting against the flesh. Shannon stood up while Jeff bumped into him once more, both of them falling on top of each other, as they struggled to walk the other way.
Jeff grabbed onto Shannon's thin wrist, and held him up. Shannon felt Jeff reaching in for the drawing and he grinned. "Oh looks at this!" Jeff grinned, smiling to show his white teeth gleaming in sunlight.
"Looks, it's me and you and Matt, dressed up as astronauts! You know! Matt wants to be one of those!"
Jeff grabbed onto a crayon into Shannon's hand, a green crayon that cracked in half during the fall. Jeff draw a wobbly heart on the paper and looked at him, grinning and then giving it to Shannon. Shannon looked at the paper and giggled, "hearts aren't green, Jeffy! They're red!"
"Not in my world. In my world, hearts are green, unicorns exist, grass is purple and clouds are rainbow-colored!" Jeff said, clapping and laughing as Shannon grinned, Jeff's fantasy word burning into his mind now.
It didn't take long for Jeff to take Shannon back to his family. Shannon sat down and ate a cheesy sandwich that his Mother made him. Shannon looked over at Jeff and offered him a sandwich, only to hear Matt calling in for them. He walked towards Jeff and Shannon, Shannon stuffing his cheese sandwich into Matt's mouth so that the gooey liquid slipped into his mouth. Matt licked it off, his tongue licking Shannon's fingers.
"Ew! Disgusting!" Shannon waved his arms around and Matt stared at Shannon, glaring at him before he jumped on top of him, Matt licking Shannon's face and neck.
Shannon kicked his legs up, trying to hit Matt somehow as Matt grabbed onto Shannon's wrists, Matt licked Shannon's lips, both of them linking together into a kiss.
Jeff stared shocked.
"Oh, I -" Angeline's eyes focused onto her son being pressed down by Matt into a kiss. "Get off him!"
Matt pulled out of the kiss, staring into Shannon's liquid eyes, both of their chests rising up and down as Angeline grabbed onto Shannon's wrist, tearing him away from Matt. Shannon stared down and felt silent tears prick into his eyes. "Does that mean that I gotta marry Matty…? Am I gonna have a baby like Mother does…?"
"Just sit down and finish your food, Shannon."
Shannon nodded his head, only sneaking a glance over at Matt who happily smiled softly. Shannon looked down at his food, grabbing another sandwich and biting through it. Angeline looked down at her child, her mosaic child had just been kissed by a boy. She swore she wouldn't let Shannon's genetic mosaicism get to the best of him. Having XXY chromosomes in his gametes, Shannon was both genders, a female and a male and she was keen on making her baby boy keep his masculinity, not fall into feminism.
Angeline stroked Shannon's hand. "Would you like to get up and play football?"
"No! I hate football!" Shannon said, taking his wrist away and grinning beaming, biting into his sandwich and standing up, dancing around and jumping, giggling as Matt held his waist to support himself up. Shannon's plaid blue, white and beige plaid shorts fell down towards the floor. Matt laughed as he played with the waistband of Shannon's hot pink underwear.
"Shanny's a girl! Shanny's a girl!"
Shannon crumpled his face into anger as he pushed Matt off. "I'm not a girl!"
"…then why are you wearing girly underwear?"
Shannon looked down at his underwear, just realizing it right then, before pushing his plaid shorts up, zipping and buttoning it. Matt just cocked his head to one side, "Shannon's Mother, why does Shanny wear girl underwear?" Matt chuckled.
"…um…" Angeline didn't want to say that Shannon refused to just plain wear boxers so Angeline shopped for girly underwear for him but Shannon didn't know that they were feminine underwear. "…um… Shannon is a mosaic."
"A what?" Jeff asked.
Matt blinked repeatedly before he grabbed onto Shannon's wrist, almost as if the answer was hidden in the wrist.
Angeline took another deep breath. "He's both a boy and a girl."
Shannon stared at Angeline with wide eyes. "I'm a freak! I'm a freak! Mommy, I'm a freak!" Shannon's lips curved into a frown.
Jeff grimaced for a moment. "My best friend's a girl…? You have cooties!"
"I don't! I don't!" Shannon said, jumping up and down into protest. "I don't!"
Jeff blinked for a moment then touched Shannon's face, nodding.
"Well, I touched you before…my class lies! Nothing's wrong with you, Shanny…" Jeff blushed when he realized he was touching Shannon. He giggled, 'I touched a girl!"
"I'm not a girl!" Shannon stared at him angrily.
"You are! You are! You are!"
Shannon just stared at him in fury before turning away and pushing Matt off. "Just go away."
"Matty, just stop it," Jeff whispered, staring into Matt's eyes. "You're really hurting, Shanny! Just stop it!"
Shannon grinned softly at Jeff's defensiveness as Jeff grabbed onto Shannon's wrist, Shannon realized it was some sort of addiction to the Hardy's to hold his wrist as Jeff ran off with Shannon, laughing as Jeff whispered over some plans to Shannon about filling Matt's socks with Jeff's duck, Denny's, feces.
TWO years have passed by since Shannon had known he was a mosaic. Thinking long and hard about it, Shannon did feel like a freak. Matt treated him so much like a girl, he wouldn't tackle him or punch him in the stomach anymore after Matt won games and Matt would always open doors for him. He felt like Matt saw him as just a girl. With short, healthy blonde hair and lively, animated green eyes, Shannon stared into the mirror only to see that Matt was right. He was somehow a girl…but why couldn't he accept it?
Jeff just didn't bring it up again. He didn't treat him any different. With Jeff around, Shannon only felt happy. Jeff treated him right and that made Shannon's heart swell with joy, a sparkle of liveliness into his heart. Shannon felt himself wanting to touch Jeff just to kiss him, like Matt sometimes did, just to experiment. But Shannon didn't want Jeff to see him any different. Shannon didn't know why Matt liked kissing. It was some sort of rush for them both. Shannon just felt giddy, sort of loved after it for some reason. Matt bought Shannon a lot of gifts too, bracelets and earrings and such even if Shannon didn't have any ear piercings. Matt only knew one girl, that would be Shannon and Shannon wasn't full female either. Shannon knew that Matt was just sort of practicing on him until he met a real girl.
The eight year old moved through his household. Matt was thirteen and Jeff was ten, both of them trying to get through their Mother's death. They didn't talk to Shannon much anymore. He excused them, after all, it was their Mother but Shannon's Father died too, but he still tried to keep his head high and keep in touch with them. Shannon shook his head, sitting down to sip his tea, when Angeline walked towards him.
"I signed you up for football."
Shannon just stared at her with angry eyes. "I don't like football." He crossed his arms in annoyance.
"But you should."
Shannon blinked and nodded his head, 'fine but you're buying me something for this. I want a new bike!"
"Oh fine," Angeline rolled her eyes. "You get a new bicycle."
Shannon smiled softly. "Yay!"
ABOUT an hour later, Shannon laid down onto the couch, feeling sick in the stomach. His stomach rolled with waves of nausea and pain, his stomach cramping badly as he curled towards the red pillow of the purple couch. His eyes flickered as he moaned from the pain that ached through and through his body. Shannon wanted to sleep but he couldn't seem to fall asleep. He just sat down there with the pain in his stomach before he felt fine and then fell to sleep at some sort of fatigue.
About late at night, around 1 AM, Shannon stood up and ran towards the bathroom, throwing up violently with tears cascading down his eyes. He laid down there, with his body shaking terribly. He must have a fever. He felt his body. He didn't feel his skin any hotter…then he must've eaten something bad. Speaking of eating, Shannon felt completely and utterly hungry. He wanted to eat, anything, just anything. He stood up and ran towards the fridge, looking around and grabbing onto an apple, mango and peanut butter. The fruit was cut. His Mother did that a lot for some sort of reason. She loved cut fruit. Shannon ate through the apple and mango, dipping them in peanut butter and sucking them off happily and delightfully. After 5 apples and 3 mangos, Shannon felt full and satisfied. He put the peanut butter back there, realizing that he'd eaten all the apples, leaving nothing for his Mother's fruit salad tomorrow. He just didn't care anymore as he ran upstairs, and slipped underneath the covers to fall asleep. But about a minute afterwards, he ran off towards the bathroom and spewed once more, vomiting painfully.
Shannon was about to leave when he vomited one last time, he felt so sick and tired. He stood up only to fall down again and he laid down there, slowly slipping to sleep on a cold tiled floor.
AFTER about another week of this still recurring, Angeline found Shannon onto the floor, with his vomit near him and she woke her son up at 4 AM to go to the Doctor's. After many tests, they were called in with the Doctor's eyes as shocked as hell as he grabbed onto Shannon's wrist and pulled him up into the bed. "I know you're a mosaic, Shannon so it doesn't scare me that…this sort of thing happened to you…when you're in your puberty…the stage…" he was stammering for words.
"See, Shannon is pregnant…"
Besides that, Angeline looked over at Shannon and grabbed him by the collar of his lime green polo shirt, pushing him towards the wall and staring at him with pure fury. "It was Matt, wasn't he? What'd he tell you? Putting an eight year old in bed?" she screeched in anger as she made it outside, punching in Gilbert's number to scream at his face.
Shannon blinked. "I slept…beside Matt in a bed once…is that bad?"
After Angeline returned, she slapped Shannon a bunch of times before the Doctor grabbed onto Angeline's arms. "Don't! I've been trying to say…"
Angeline snuck another slap over at her son, causing Shannon's eyes to sting with tears.
"Look! Shannon never had sex! That baby is resulted out of parthenogenesis. See…Shannon's gametes are both female and male and they got fertilized during Shannon's puberty. This baby he's having is probably going to be as normal as you and me though."
Angeline stared at Shannon for a while.
"…he's giving birth to a virgin baby?"
"The first." The man said, still breathless and amazed. "I would like to put this up on notice. I'm sure a lot of people would like to know how Shannon goes in his pregnancy…"
Shannon giggled. "Pregnancy's a big word. What does it mean?"
"It doesn't matter…" Angeline said, softly, blinking for a bit. "Can he play any sports?"
"I'm afraid not."
Angeline sighed, nodding towards the door and stroking Shannon's hair. "My eight year old…" she whispered under her breath, just waiting to wake up from her dream. She imagined Shannon pregnant, with the swollen belly and his tiny body…this wouldn't end well…she knew it wouldn't. She bit down her lower lip. "Oh God…"
"Why are you sad, Mommy?" Shannon asked, staring up at his Mother.
Angeline just stared at him. "Nothing, Shannon. Come on and I'll buy you some food." This baby…inside of Shannon was real, was normal, so unlike Shannon…if…she can somehow save this baby inside of him…then… then…
Angeline grinned. She might have a real baby. A normal baby. Not like Shannon. The thought made her insides fly with joy. Her Shannon is going to give birth to a normal baby…and she might actually have a normal son or daughter. She didn't care what unless her daughter suddenly was a wrestler and her son was a model. No, this one would be normal. The Doctor said so. With a satisfied grin, Angeline looked at her freak show of a son. She wouldn't have to put up with this anymore…
Like I said, if you feel offended, I DO NOT CARE. X Sam.