The woman let out a blood curdling scream as she gave one final push. Her back arched terribly and her fingernails tore into the bed sheets before her body finally slumped against the bed. Her chest heaved as she slowly regained her breath. Her black hair was matted against her pale face and her gown clung to her body.
The exhausted woman watched as the doctor at her feet cut the umbilical cord and carried her newborn baby to her.
"It's a boy." She said.
The black haired woman looked down at the screaming infant. His wrinkly skin was covered in blood and his oddly shaped head was far too large for his awkwardly proportioned body. He looked more like a gremlin than a human. Despite this, the mother smiled at her baby. He was the most magnificent creature in her eyes.
The dazed mother breathed out the baby's name in a thin, hoarse voice. The doctor grabbed a clipboard from the bedside table and jotted it down. This was the black haired woman's third son and she briefly wondered if she would ever have a daughter, but dismissed the thought.
She reached out to hold the baby boy, but the brunette whisked him away before she could. The doctor washed the baby off and swaddled him in a blanket before exiting the room.
Despair washed over the woman as she watched the stranger take her son. She attempted to lift herself from the bed, but metal bindings held her down. Using most of her remaining strength the woman tore open the straps. She would not let these people take her son.
Once out of bed, the mother dashed to the door. Assuming it was locked, like it had always been before, she rammed her body against the metal. A loud crack echoed through the tiny room and the door fell from its hinges.
Without a moment's hesitation, the desperate mother chased after the cradle robber's retreating figure. A pair of guards were on her almost immediately. Without a second thought, the woman took the pair out, her fury lending her newfound strength.
The woman didn't slow to check on the guards, she knew they were dead and nothing would distract her from reaching her son.
As she approached the brunette, a larger group of guards encircled her. She was on them in a heart beat, but this group was stronger. She took out two of them before another could hit her from behind. Her retaliation was deadly, but the woman was outnumbered and her strength was quickly fading. She killed another two, determined to eliminate as many as she could, before the last one engaged her.
He was even stronger than his companions, or maybe the woman had grown weaker. Either way, the man overpowered her. The black haired woman lashed out recklessly with her nen, but it barely fazed her opponent. Her vigor finally running out, the distressed mother fell to the ground.
As she faded from consciousness, the mother gave one final glance toward the brunette doctor. She was standing meters away from the fallen mother and had turned to watch the struggle, the crying baby still in her arms. A tormented scream left the mother's mouth before her vision went black.