The moon shined down into the deep forest as the leaves rustled with the breath of the wind, each movement made the leaves seemingly dance to a unheard tune. Within this forest two figure stood talking. One female with near inhuman beauty who seemed to be holding something in her arms. And a male who was wearing a suit and had a roguish look to him.
''Look Tash, I can't take him, My wife would treat him rather badly and that is no life for a child'' the man said in a tone that suggested he was done with whatever they were discussing.
The woman now known as Tash just sighed, ''Edwin I can't look after our son either, you know what my people would do to him'' the woman said in a pleading tone of voice, she wanted to look after her child but the heavens seemed to be laughing at her.
''Then what do we do, I can't stand the thought of leaving him to a orphanage'' Edwin asked as he rubbed the back of his head, this wasn't how he expected this to go. He had thought that she would be able to be convinced to look after their child, his son but with what her village was like to male's that was always a long shot.
''Magic, we use magic, a single spell that will send him to the proximity of someone who will take care of him'' she stated with tears in her eye's as the bundle in her arms slowly moved.
Said bundle squirmed out of the blanket and looked up at the woman holding it, small chubby hands reached up as he let out a gurgle. Tash looked down at her child, her son and smiled sadly. ''It's ok little one you will be with someone who can look after you soon'' she said sadly as she rubbed his cheek softly.
Edwin listened to what she said and nodded, it seemed like a good idea, and hey once he was old enough he was sure that his son would come looking for them.
Slowly Tash started to chant in a old largely forgotten language, each word seemed to hold power in and of itself. Slowly a small purple portal formed at her feet and gave off a slight glow. Slowly getting onto her knees she lifted her son to her face, ''You behave now you hear, treat whoever looks after you well and wash behind your ears'' she choked out as the tears threatened to spill from her eye's. Giving a single kiss to his forehead she placed him on top of the portal and watched as he slowly disappeared.
Edwin just looked on stoically, he wanted to to say something but words couldn't find him. Slowly he walked over to Tash and knelt down and took her in his arms. ''He will find us when he is older'' he stated as if it was a surety.
Slowly both people left the forest clearing that they were in and the only thing that was left of them being there were two indent's in the grass where they stood.
Raven Branwen, Huntress, beacon graduate and mother. Well the last one was debatable seeing as she left her daughter with her husband as she went back to the bandit clan she was raised in. She sat looking at the new loot they had gotten from the latest raid they carried out. Many types of dust sat in a small pile as she slowly made records of everything. It wouldn't do to let herself forget any of the loot they had gained.
As she was about to put pen to paper as purple glow appeared beside her, a whirling purple mass appeared and slowly turned into a small bundle. Walking over to the bundle she held the hilt of her blade in one hand, Could this be someone's semblance and was a attack against the clan?.
The bundle then began to squirm and a little head popped out of the blankets, Deep purple hair coated the babe's head as he looked around for his mother. Seeing that she wasn't near his bottom lip quivered as he slowly started to cry softly.
Raven watching this couldn't help but rush over and try to comfort the babe, although this was due to two reason's. One, there was a high chance that said babe could attract the grimm to them with its emotions in turmoil,and Two her maternal instincts kicked in.
Slowly she rocked the babe as she hummed to him, walking around the edge of the tent she could not help but feel as if something was telling her to try and actually be a mother. ''Well little one I might as well look after you'' she whispered to him as she watched him slowly nod off, clearly he was still rather young.
Walking over to her bed she set the little boy in the middle and covered him a bit more with his blanket, as she did so a little tag caught her attention. It was one the edge of the blanket and seemed to be a name tag, on it was two words. Tore Drekal. Clearly this was the child's name, well now he would be called Tore Drekal Branwen.
Letting out a sigh raven got ready for bed before curling herself around the small boy that had appeared in her life, maybe she could prove that she was fit to be a mother with this, and just maybe she would be able to face her daughter when the time came.
Time passed fot eh mother and son duo, the clan members were shocked when Raven appeared the next morning with a small child in her arms, their protests were quickly shot down by a blade to the throat though.
At first she was confused about how to look after him but eventually she picked it up, in the morning he would be fed and then played with by people who remained in the camp when not on a raid. Tore grew into a rather smart child, he knew that they did not live in the best place simply due to the general scruffiness of everything around them but still Raven was his mother and he cared for her.
But soon enough this life was to end.
Raven stalked into her tent with a scowl on her face, she had lost a good few men on the last raid and the blood covered her lower legs quite a bit. Tore was sitting on his small bed that was near his mother's as she entered reading a book on the usage of Dust.
''What's wrong Momma black?'' he asked her rather cheekily in a accent that anyone from earth would describe as being rather Irish.
Raven looked at her son and the scowl only deepened, she felt as if she was getting weak looking after this brat. ''Nothing that concerns you'' she said briefly as she started to strip off the grime and blood soaked clothing that she was wearing.
''Momma black, why is it that you always raid other people?, doesn't that only attract the Grimm?'' he asked her as he slowly got on her nerves, he had been asking the same question quite a bit over the last few months.
Turning to him she looked at him as she held her dirty clothing in one hand, ''They were weak, if the Grimm are attracted to them then so be it'' she stated simply as she threw her clothes into a corner and pulled on some new ones.
''But isn't it us against the Grimm? Why would you weaken us in general when we have to deal with them'' he said carefully, needless to say Tore was rather intelligent, being raised in a place where there little to no children around his age did that to him.
''Look brat I don't care about the people outside this camp, they can die off for all I care'' this though was a barefaced lie, she still cared in her own way for both Tai and Yang and the rest of her old team.
''Still it's wrong'' Tore simply stated to her which caused Raven to sigh, she couldn't deal with this, looking after such a brat was slowly yet surely getting on her nerves. Walking over to him she smacked him hard enough on the head to knock him out, it would not leave any lasting effects besides a small headache. She then walked over to her desk and grabbed a piece of paper before starting to write something on it.
She then went to the task of filling a small backpack with the few things that Tore owned, a few books and clothes. Wrapping him in the blanket he came in, which was rather worn at this point she took him into one arm, the eight year old weighed nothing to her thanks to her aura and her training.
Activating her semblance she slashed at the air in front of her and opened a swirling red portal, stepping through it brought her to a log cabin that was rather homey. Slowly she walked over to the small couch and set her adoptive son on it, ruffling his hair she started to step away when a flash of white caught her sight.
Standing in the stairway was a rather beautiful woman, short black and red hair framed her face as she took in the sight of Raven. Around her shoulders sat a snow white cloak. Raven let out a sigh before turning to leave, she did not see the point of talking to her old teammate at this point in time.
''Raven wait'' the woman called out as she slowly stepped over to the portal, but Raven didn't listen to her as she stepped through and closed the portal.
Sighing in frustration the white cloaked woman looked down at the small boy that was now on her a letter that sat on the bad that was with im she picked it up.
Tai and Summer,
Look after this little one, I don't know who his parents are but he appeared to me a few weeks after leaving you and Yang.
I tried to see if I could be a good mother but clearly that life ain't meant for me.
His Name is Tore Drekal Branwen.
Raven.
Frowning at how the letter was worded as it seemed as if she was telling them not asking them to look after him, but then again she would have done it regardless.
Reaching down to the young purple haired boy she ruffled his hair, ''Guess im going to have to tell Oz that I can't go on the mission then'' she said softly as it would not do to leave this young boy with her daughters and husband right now.
Slowly she sat on the couch with him and curled around him, although she would never say anything she had always wanted a son, so this might just be a blessing in disguise for her.