Ayame did not want to take this mission. She had a bad feeling from before she even agreed. But it was as much a personal mission as it was professional. So she couldn't back out. No matter how much she wanted to.

So off she went on her terrible mission.

And she was pregnant. ("PREGNANT! With child! A soon to be mother!?" she had yelled in a panic at the team's medic)

She was on a mission. A possible suicide mission.

She tried to leave. Tried to get back to the village. Back to the father, her loving husband. But the enemy found her first.

He destroyed her comrades in seconds. He had almost destroyed them too. (The baby, her little one was safe)

Instead He took her captive. Because He wanted her baby.

Ayame fought tooth and nail. But not her hardest. She couldn't risk her baby. She couldn't risk that precious child's life. Even if it meant Him.

So she was captured.

And when her baby was born. Her beautiful baby girl was born and in the arms of a monster. Ayame screamed and screamed. Only to be dealt a killing blow. Her life finally worthless now that he had what he wanted.

Her last thought was for her baby. The baby she would never hold, never name, but was undeniably hers. She prayed for a miracle. A miracle that would save her precious daughter from this mad man.

Ayame whimpered her last breath.

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