Pained screams filled the room. They sounded like someone was being tortured and from the sight the room was in it might as well had been true. Red, crimson blood stained the floor underneath the raven-haired eighteen year old as she screamed as loud as a banshee. She had her emerald eyes scrunched tightly closed as she continued to grunt in pain. A man was crouched in front of her spread apart legs and held his large hand between her knees. "Come on, Alice. You can do it. Just keep pushing!" Red encouraged his young friend as she was almost ready to give up and he wasn't going to let that happen.
Alice opened her tear-filled eyes to look at Red's encouraging face. She pushed again and felt a little head pop out. She felt more of her red blood spill out and she gasped for air. Alice felt as though the world was punishing her for something that wasn't even her fault. Red's half brother Blue Strange had raped Alice and made her pregnant with his child.
Red continued to cheer on the teenager in front of him and it had gave Alice hope that she could give her baby life. She pushed again and the shoulders pushed free. When the time came she pushed one final time and panted tiredly as she collapsed back to the wall behind her as her newborn baby cried its first cries. Red wiped the baby clean and wrapped him in the towel he had next to him.
"It's a boy." He gave the bundle to his young friend and sat next to the raven haired youth as she gazed into her son's face.
"Whatcha gonna name him Alice?"
"Stephen, after my grandfather." She didn't take her eyes of him once. He was her new treasure and nothing was going to tear them apart... or would it?
Alice had recovered from the birth of her new son in just a few hours which was quite remarkable. She was sitting in her bed with a black nightgown and had her extremely long hair in two french braids. Stephen was wrapped in a blue blanket and looked a lot like his mother. She sang him a gentle song so he had soon fell asleep and so did she. When Alice woke up a couple of hours later she looked to the bassinet and realized that her son wasn't in it where she had left him. She swung her legs off the bed and ran out of the door barefoot. She ran straight for Red's office like a panther chasing its prey.
"Red! Where's Stephen!? He wasn't in the crib where I left him!"
Trying to get the sobbing girl to calm down he hugged her. "What do you mean he's not there?"
"He's gone..."
Alice was indeed right he was gone but one day she would find him but that wouldn't be until Stephen was much older...