Author's Note:Here we go, the sequel to Rose Red. Please read and review.
Angela's screams rang throughout the halls of the Labyrinth, accompanying her were the screams of Rachael and Kelly, who were also in labor. Pinhead was walking back and forth, constantly checking up on each girl. Female and Terri held Angela's hands, they had a feeling that she was going to be giving birth anytime now. Chatterer and Butterball stood by a table, both were holding towels in their hands for the children. Angela had bloated up the past three months, she was much more rounded then the others.
Another scream erupted from Angela's lips, she pushed and the baby came out. It was a girl, and she was silent. There was no crying, no breathing and there was no movement. Pinhead quickly moved the baby to the table and started cleaning her, his hands moved fast, quick but gentle. Chatterer took his place when he heard Angela scream again, she gave birth to another baby. A dark haired baby who's lungs screamed out. Pinhead continued cleaning the first baby, the baby who wasn't breathing.
"I'm so sorry." Female said. "The first baby didn't make it."
"She didn't even take a breath." Terri sighed.
"What of the other baby?" Angela asked, she was near tears.
"She is alive and well." Female said.
The living child was soon joined with three others, Rachael and Kelly both gave birth to dark haired girls. Pinhead named each child before their mothers could see them. Rachael's daughter's name was Victoria. Victoria weighed five pounds even and was already suckling her mothers breast. Kelly's daughter's name was Susan, Susan weighed six pounds and three ounces. Angela's daughter was given a special name, Judith.
Angela was a tall red headed girl with green eyes, she was wearing a big white gown with a blue belt, blue shoes lay at the end of the table. Cuddling the child to her chest, she rocked her gently in her arms. Judith fell asleep, not knowing that she had a twin who had died in the womb. Kelly Riglor was a tall brunette girl with green eyes, she was wearing a green gown with a yellow belt, green shoes lay at the end of her bed. She was rocking her baby to sleep. Rachael Quisti was a blonde haired girl with blue eyes and light skin. She was wearing a light blue gown with a red belt and red shoes lay at the end of her bed. She was sleeping with her baby on her chest.
Paula and Lilly gave birth later that day to young boys, both dark haired and weighing seven pounds and three ounces. Pinhead named Paula's child Paul, Lilly's child was given the name Alexander. Rebecca gave birth to a small girl with light hair, Pinhead gave her the name of Scierra.
"I'm so sorry about that one child." Rebecca said.
"She had probably suffocated in the amnion fluids." Rachael sighed.
Rebecca was an African American girl with light brown hair and brown eyes, she was wearing a purple gown with a yellow belt and yellow shoes. Lying on her chest was Scierra, Scierra was sleeping soundly after a good feeding of breast milk. All of the babies were wrapped in cotton blankets. Paula was the only black headed girl in the group, she had blue eyes and light skin. She was singing lightly to her son who was starting to fall asleep on her chest. Lilly was the smallest of the girls, and had had the hardest delivery. Her long brown hair was matted to one side and she was sleeping soundly on her left side. Her baby, Alexander, was sleeping beside her.
"We'll meet again." Angela promised her deceased child.
Fifteen Years Later (Twenty on Earth)
Waking up from another one of her nightly dreams, Angela Irene shaked herself violently from head to foot. This dream was much darker than the others, she had seen her birth. Some shadowy guy in leather had been rubbing her gently, trying to get her to breath, and she could just hear her mothers screams in the distance. Standing up, she stretched and then went to get her her morning coffee. When she walked into her living room she heard her pet lizard banging his tail against the glass, asking to be fed.
"Hittinger, hold on a second." Angela cooed. "I'll bring you your breakfast."
Angela was the proud owner of a huge Frilled Dragon that she had bought as a young hatchling five years ago, he was a light red color with a light pink underbelly. He was so tame that he liked to roam the house, usually whenever he saw her he'd spring up on his back legs and jump onto her shoulder. She usually fed him crickets and large mealworms, with the occasional meal of a large baby white rat.
Angela was a tall red haired woman woman, her hair was copper red, not dark red, and she had dark green emerald colored eyes. She was tall and lanky, her long legs weren't very good when she ran, but they were good for when she had to put a man in his place at the bar. On her face was one of many battle scars, she had a long vertical scar running down her left eye. Turning on some music, she turned around and grabbed her coffee fixture, pouring herself a cup of the steaming black stuff she added creamer and sugar. She walked into the basement of her house and grabbed a large fat black mouse.
"Hittinger, look at what momma has for you." Angela giggled.
Hittinger flashed his multi colored red, orange and black frill and leaped up onto Angela's shoulders, Angela threw the rat up and the lizard caught it. He munched it a few times then swallowed. Angela patted the lizard on the head and then walked back to the kitchen where she started making eggs and sausage biscuits. She didn't have to go to work today, she usually had two jobs of camera work and then a few hours of bar tending.
The phone rang and she answered it, it was her boss Rick Bota. Hittinger hissed when he saw the white phone cord dangle from its cradle and jumped down from her shoulder. He attacked the cord and tried to bite it. Angela grabbed the phone cord just in time. Rick was a nice fellow, when he wanted to be. He usually wore red checkered shirts and jeans with holes in the knees. His long black hair would sometimes be held back with a rawhide tie.
"Hello Rick." Angela sighed. "What's the scoop?"
"It seems that we are full for a week," Rick said. "we won't be needing you for another two weeks."
"Two weeks off?" Angela said.
"Yeah, sorry." Rick said. "How's that monster of yours?"
"My monster is attacking the phone cord." Angela laughed.
"Really," Rick exclaimed. "well I best get."
"See you in two weeks." Angela sighed. "Bye."