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Duty of the heart.

Milla panted, sighing with relief that the long and odorous process was finally over.

Her blonde long flowing hair with tints of teal and yellow was spread all over the pillows of the cot she laid on top on and she continued to cling on to the sheets, her sweaty palms dampening them in the process. Her unique yet mesmerising Rose-coloured rims were just filled with overflowing exhaustion and she tried to sit up but only for a major headache to take over so she could fall back down on the bed.

She felt sapped of her spiritual energies from the exhausting process and she could hardly believe what she had just accomplished: She, the great Milla Maxwell, lord of the spirits and four elements, had just given birth to a brand new life.

Since she was a mere spirit in a human body catalyst, nobody even dared to dream that she would be able to conceive much like regular humans can. Not even she thought it possible! Yet she was proven wrong when she bear a child with Jude Mathias -he was a doctor and protector of both spirits and humankind alike, and her partner.

By Milla's side was her older sister, Muzét, another spirit. She long pixie/butterfly-esque wings that were long enough to touch the floors, she had long periwinkle-greenish hair that reached down and pointy elf ears.

The spirit smiled warmly as she looked down at the infant whom had just been born and proceeded to wrap her up in a small light blanket and then she deftly lowered it into Milla's awaiting arms which were shaking with anticipation and anxiety.

Milla calmed down, her breathing regulating, and sighed with exhaustion as she looked over at the tiny baby being held in her arms, HER tiny baby; it was a life the both she and Jude had created and she couldn't deny it, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever laid eyes upon and considering that she was a spirit in control of the elements, that was saying a lot.

"M-Milla..." Muzét whispered whilst she looked over the newly born child "It is a female, isn't she just endearing?"

Milla couldn't help but feel something bubble up inside of her. It was a strange yet amazing feeling that she couldn't describe; it was as if her heart had grown ten sizes bigger and then the adoration of seeing this squirming and crying bundle seeping into the newfound space in her heart. Her stomach clenched and her heart fluttered in her chest as tears of emotion started to swell up in her rich fuchsia eyes.

Milla had barely expressed much emotion as she was still learning and adjusting in her human body but she had every right to do so on this momentous occasion. Actually it was even bigger considering that this was the very first child to be born from a spirit and a regular human.

Upon adjusting her daughter in her arms, the Lord of spirits had a better look at the child.

The baby had very pale skin that was almost as pink as a pink sakura petal. She had very small tufts of hair on her head and the colouring was almost exactly the same as her father's hair. But there were some little hints of blonde that coloured the tips and even a small portion of her hair in total. Upon seeing the girl blink her tiny eyes open on occasion as she snuffled, Milla managed to see that she even had Jude's soft amber eyes.

Those eyes which looked mesmerisingly enchanting on the new life that breathed softly as her chest rose and fell just under the blankets she had been wrapped up in.

But Milla was worried.

She knew that humans were naturally very fragile compared to her but this tiny infant looked far more fragile, like just moving a fraction could deal some fatal damage. She didn't wish to inadvertently harm her child so she didn't move at all yet her eyes were glued unto the newborn whilst she looked at the little girl with sheer awe.

All was silent until Muzét spoke up again, "What shall we do with this child, sister?"

Milla blinked with confusion as she tried to register what was just asked of her while she finally tore her gaze away from the sleeping bundle in her arms. That was a good question, what should she do now? This baby wouldn't have much of a childhood up here in the spiritual realm and she would be awfully lonesome when she gets older. Plus, the Lord of spirits felt that she had no right to keeping an innocent child prisoner when she would more than likely want to see the world outside of this temporal plain.

Her confusion made way for an attempt at indifference as she held her baby girl just a bit tighter. She paused for a moment and then answered Muzét.

"...Perhaps we should send her to Jude?"

Muzét seemed surprised by the answer and the nonchalant tone Milla used with it yet she was understanding at the same time as she simply stayed silent to allow her little sister to explain her reasoning.

Milla did just that.

"I have read many books about humans and know very well that children need freedom and socialisation..." The great spirit Maxwell closed her eyes and carried on speaking in a matter-of-factly tone "...that and I do not think I can provide her a proper life, she can have that with Jude..." she opened her eyes and turned her head away, "I want what is best for her..."

Milla looked down, as if ashamed, and barely noticed Muzét whom was actually starting to get down on her knees despite floating as she gently slid her finger beneath the Lord of spirit's chin and lifted her face up so their eyes could meet. Their eyes never once faltered or tried to avoid one another although some would probably consider it a little bit awkward.

Muzét spoke sincerely as a heartfelt grin graced her lips and her eyes became smiley. "Milla, you are behaving more and more like a human; while I am unsure about them they seemed to have impacted on you in a positive way and somehow this fact overjoys me..."

Milla smiled genuinely yet weakly at Muzét, for the first time she actually felt appreciative of the goddess being by her side. Now she was happy to call Muzét her sister and even though she would probably deny it should anyone ask, she was happy to have her alongside her as well as her advice and understanding at times like this..even if Muzét could be a bit of hard work sometimes.

Milla chuckled softly as she felt a sudden heat burn at her cheeks, then she shook her head gently to subconsciously express the fact that she was embarrassed that she had been caught blushing and the embarrassment only increased when her own child started to cry in a needy manner as she reached her pudgy tiny arms up to touch her mother's face, her tiny mouth stretched open as she wailed at a feeble volume.

Milla started to tear up yet again as he smiled warmly down at the snug little bundle of joy that she had been cradling in her arms. She couldn't help but let the tears flow down his face whence he felt how warm the squirming little form was against the palm of his hand. The tiny hint of fuzz on the infant's head tickled the lord of spirit's hand as she gingerly rubbed the infant through the flannel cloth she had been wrapped up in; she exhaled tiredly and looked back down at the newborn whom only whimpered softly and squirmed in her arms. The poor little child seemed restless and even started to grow even more so but only to be shushed as Milla cuddled the tiny infant.

"Shhh, it is alright my little one~" She crooned softly.

Muzét started straightening her floating posture out as she held her arms out to take her niece into her own possession.

Milla was reluctant but she knew that it was best; yet there was one more fear that overcame her senses and that was because that she feared for others making fun of her because she was half spirit/half human. This was a first as a human had never mated with a spirit before, it was simply unheard of until now so she expected some hardships for her daughter but, if she was anything like her and Jude, then she had no doubt that she would be strong enough to face them.

Milla kissed her daughter's forehead before handing the infant to Muzét who and looked down at her weakened sister with a frown of concern. "Milla. You are aware that when I use the dimensional rift to send this child where she needs to go, that you won't be able to go to the other realm for quite some time?"

Milla nodded with confidence flashing in her eyes.

Then Muzét asked her final question, "And what of a name? Surely she must have one?"

That was the moment when the mighty Maxwell, Lord of spirits, felt her train of thought crash. A name? She hadn't even thought of that! She was just so busy thinking up everything else that the thought of a name had completely slipped her mind. Milla slowly readjusted her position in the bed and reached over to stroke her daughter's head once more whilst she pondered deeply on the idea of a name.

This child needed a name to prove that she was unique yet it also needed to somehow represent both of her parents...but it also needed to represent her. The great spirit lord thought long and hard about it and eventually a name had finally popped into her head, and it was a nice name that she found herself fond of.

"Ami, Ami Mathis..."

Muzét looked down at her small infant niece and thought over the name. Ami was a name with Japanese origins which translated to truth and beauty and they decided to go with this name because it was kind of a representation for the Hymn of proof, a song which had been carried through the raging rapids of time.

Quite a pretty name, indeed.

She proceeded to look down deeply into her sister's eyes, she had to double check with her about this decision:

"Are you certain about this?"

Milla nodded firmly, all traces of hesitation gone. "I want what is best for her, and she cannot have the best with me."

"I do advise we keep an eye at her, though, as she IS part spirit and part human..." Muzét advised.

Another stern nod from Milla made Muzét certain that her sister wasn't going to change her mind about this and gave a curt nod of her head as she promptly floated away into the distance but not before freezing dead in her tracks. She floated idly for several moments before she shuffled little Ami into one arm and proceeded to extend her free arm and move it in a flurry of gestures which quickened when a blue light symbol revealed itself and the older powerful spirit started to manipulate the blue lights.

Within seconds of doing this, a portal tore open through space and she wasted no time in leaping into it.

She disappeared with the baby in a matter of seconds.

Milla never believed in the term "broken-hearted". She didn't know how it was possible for a human organ to break or shatter like porcelain or even glass, but she knew that this was what her heart was doing right at this very moment.

Her heart had broken.

Her heart had been smashed into pieces when she saw her baby go and she could swear that she broke down crying again as she let the tears flow down her cheeks and she let out choppy and gasping breaths that could pass off as sobs. Her lungs burned for oxygen and felt like they could burst from how much she was crying.

She let her emotions start squeezing like a sponge.

Milla wasn't sure if she was just letting her rampant mood swings get the better of her or not but she didn't care; she didn't even want to think about it. The moisture that had gathered inside her eyes had trailed down her face almost nonstop as she proceeded to lift a hand and use the back of it to wipe away her tears, she chewed her lower lip. Her heart ached and her instincts cried out to hold her baby girl again.

"I..I knew I made the right decision...but why does it hurt so much?"

A/N: Hi, guys. I decided to change the original plot of the story to this because I had been slightly stuck on where to take this. But I'm hoping you all enjoy this!

This is supposed to take place after TOX 2 and I have very nearly finished it. I hope you guys like this so far and I'll try and update ASAP. I'm also sorry if the characters like Milla and Muzét are OOC, I'm trying my best.

Please review.

-Chloemcg