The woman's gasps of pain filled the crowded room. She was grasping her husbands hand and squeezing with all of her strength. She was giving birth in their castle bedroom. The family doctor and a few servants were helping deliver. It wasn't just one child though; she was having twins. Not only that, but her, her husband, and the entire family were not human.
The woman giving birth was Alexandria Nightshadow. She was giving birth to Draven Nightshadow's children. Draven and Alexandria were the king and queen of the supernatural world; the most powerful beings. To add to that strength, they were vampires. The majority of the Nightshadow family was vampires, but there were also other species mixed in. For example: Druids, fallen angels, werewolves, nymphs, etc.
Draven had long black hair that stopped at his shoulders. He was 6'6" with skin as pale as a ghost and crimson eyes that seemed to burn. His attire often included dark, formal clothes.
Alexandria was a beautiful woman. She had mid-back length red hair that had a slight curl to it. Her peach skin complimented her emerald green eyes. She stood at 5'9" and wore elegant dresses that were hand crafted.
"Almost there. You're doing great," said the doctor. In the end, it took about three hours to deliver both of the children. The doctor was taking care of them when Draven smiled down at Alexandria.
"You did great, my love," Draven's smooth voice cooed. Her panting slowly calmed and she kissed her husbands hand. "What shall we name them?"
After a moment of thought, she smiled, "Jasper and Damion."
"Sir…come look at this…" spoke the doctor, who was observing the twins with concern.
"Give it back!" a little girl screamed at a black haired boy. The boy had taken the girls doll.
"I don't think so." The little boy grinned, holding the doll out of reach. Tears began forming in the little girls eyes.
"Please give it back!" the girl tried and tried to jump for the doll, but she just couldn't reach. The sight of the little girl's tears made the boys grin grow even more. He took hold of the dolls head and body and began pulling. The threads slowly began to rip loose.
"No!" she screamed, crying even harder.
"Jasper, give her back her doll," said an apathetic voice from behind him.
Jasper scowled, "Shut up, Damion! I can do what I want!"
Damion looked at Jasper for a long moment and then slapped him hard across the face. "Give it back." Jasper glared coldly at his twin but gave the doll back to the little girl, who yanked it back and ran away with the doll pressed tightly to her chest.
"You need to be nicer," Damion commented.
"Shut the hell up," Jasper hissed, sulking back to their castle. Though the twins were only 6 years old in vampire years, they were highly intelligent.
The twins could barely be told apart. They both had the exact same black hair; the exact same crimson eyes; the exact same pale skin; they were the exact same height. Though they looked the same, their personalities couldn't be any more different. Jasper could be described as evil. He loved to hear people scream in pain. He loved the sight of tears. People begging for their life made him feel alive. The thought of helping someone made him sick. Damion, on the other hand, was the 'good twin.' He cared for every living thing. Damion never turned down anyone who needed his help.
Damion followed behind Jasper as they made their way back home.
Damion was walking down the hall when he heard an interesting conversation through his parents cracked door.
"When are we going to tell them?" Alexandria asked Draven. She was brushing her hair and he was sitting on the bed watching her.
"Perhaps it is time. They are growing quickly and Jasper is beginning to get out of control." There was a long pause, "Alright. I will tell them tomorrow."
"Tell us what?" Damion asked himself out loud. His father looked to the door with a raised eyebrow and smiled while Damion ran back to his room and climbed in his bed.