The Birth
Darkness, slightly pulsating, warm and throbbing pleasantly. All was warm and comforting. Then the voices began to be heard from outside the warm place.
"So it's agreed. We each take one and split up." the voice was female and somewhat pleasant.
"Agreed. For their safety, they will be separated." The second voice was male, deep, and almost sarcastically sadistic.
"W..wait... isn't that.. cruel? To never know they have siblings... please, we have to let them see each other, just once." The third voice was male as well, but very different-- a little nervous, but gentle.
"They will hatch soon. We will stay here until then."
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The wind whipped the hair of the female as she stared intently at the egg. It had been rocking for some time now, in the warm sands that had incubated it. Finally, a head burst through, the size of a clenched fist and serpentine. It extended its long neck, which was covered in what seemed like snakeskin. It had a golden color, rich and deep. It looked about, as though looking for something, its blurry vision barely making out shapes. Then a second head broke through, twin to the first, and they nuzzled each other in congratulations before setting about completing the task of hatching. The body emerged after much punching and kicking-- it was about the size of a large puppy, with a snaky tail the size of the necks. Its legs were short, and it had 2 draconic claws on toes, plus a dewclaw. It looked up, its blurry vision seeing a human face with long black hair before looking down again. As its vision cleared, it found itself staring into dark eyes in a serpentine head mirroring its own-- two, actually. It started a little, holding the other's gaze as it noticed the much darker coloration-- black as night without moon or stars. They stared at each other for some time before more cracking sounds revealed the presence of a third hatchling. As they turned to look, in unison, the third tumbled over its feet and rolled towards them. It was pure white, white as a blank page, which drew one's focus to its startlingly clear blue eyes.
"There. They've seen each other. We should seperate." came the female voice, from behind the gold.
"They need names." came the gentler male voice, from near the white.
"Keh." snorted the harsher male, from near the black.
"Alright... Daria and Arleen." The female again, touching the heads of the gold.
"Idiot. Don't you know anything? You don't name each head, the whole beast gets one name." came the more sarcastic voice.
"Then Darline. I'd like to see you do better!"
After a long pause came an intreagued hum. "Maxim. I'll name my son Maxim." The black received an affectionate pat.
"And you? What will you name your son?"
"...I've always liked the name Tyler." came the gentle voice, after a moment's consideration. The gold-- Darline-- found herself scooped up in warm arms.
"Alright. Since obviously only one of us is welcome in Konoha, I'll retire to my family dwelling. I suggest you do the same, Zerus." came the female voice. "We'll impliment the disguise there."
"What! We won't know what they look like!" protested the gentle voice.
"Fool. They're not as helpless as newborn humans. See how alert they are! They'd remember."
"As though we could really keep them apart if we tried." sighed the female. She turned, and Darline lost sight of her brothers, her new mother between her and them. And thus it stayed for a very long time.