So here's the First chapter! Hey is anyone interested in becoming a beta reader for this story? Cuz that would be great.
Jane's scream of agony was almost more than Maleficent could bear, but she stayed at her dear friends side, adjusting the cloth Gogo had placed on her forehead. All the while she quietly whispered reassuring remarks into Jane's ear.
"That was brilliant sweetie, but you have to hang on for a bit longer." Cass had positioned herself between Jane's legs, "When you feel another contraction begin push."
Jane did as she was told, this time Cass told her, "Your crowning! Just one more push, and it will all be over Ok?"
Jane managed one last terse nod as she braced herself for the final push. There was so much blood. One last agonizing scream was ripped from her lips before Aunt Cass announced, "Great job honey! You have an adorable baby boy"
Both Jane and Maleficent let large smiles emerge from their grimy, tired faces. Jane went to hold her child, but found she didn't even have the strength to lift her arms.
"The patient's vitals are dropping at an alarming rate." The strange marshmallow man clipped up.
"Jane!" Maleficent screamed, "Stay with me! I-I can't... yo-you held us all together! You kept us all alive! Don't die on me now!"
Jane only chuckled, "There is nothing that can save me now." she spoke for the first time, "You know that," There was no pain or regret in her eyes now, only love and compassion. "Just let me see him once before I have to leave."
Maleficent lifted her head. Cass and Baymax were busy trying to staunch the flow of blood that was slowly pooling around Jane. The child was now in the arms of the shortest, of the strangers who was currently attempting to clean him. At Maleficent's request he was handed over to her, and she was allowed to properly look at him for the first time. His eyes were still closed, and he was fussing quietly, but he looked like a healthy newborn. He already had a tuft of his mother's light brown hair perking up in spikes on his little head, but she didn't stare for long. She held him down and positioned herself so Jane could gaze at her son.
"He is so beautiful, so small." Jane croaked. Maleficent nodded, "But he is strong. He'll grow and when he does, he'll be able to achieve anything."
Maleficent was almost too consumed in emotion to speak, but she choked out, "What do you want to name him?"
Jane smiled, "Ryan, my little king." Her expression suddenly became urgent, "Promise me, you'll get him to Tarzan!"
"I will. Nothing could stop me."
Her expression softened again, "You'll be a great mother you know." glancing at Maleficent's slightly distended stomach.
She gasped, "How did you-"
"You never could keep secrets from me you know. Watch over him... for me." Her voice was growing fainter by the second, "Love him, protect him. Make sure he knows I love him. Tell Tarzan... tell Tarzan I love him." Those were her final words.
Maleficent was weeping, rocking Ryan to her chest. She bent down to kiss her friend's forehead one last time, before sobs completely took control of her body. Aunt Cass knelt down beside her, gently removing Ryan from her clutches while quietly assuring her she wouldn't be far away. Maleficent hardly heard her. All she could do was stare at the body that was once was her lively, quirky friend. The being who became her solid rock. The only thing that kept her and the others sane during such a dark time. Who Always tried to see the positive in every situation. That amazing person was gone. And with her Maleficent could feel her sanity slowly slipping away, like sand in an hourglass.
She hadn't even met Tarzan, had no idea as to how to even begin searching for him. She didn't even know where she was. She had no plan whatsoever and yet here she was, charged with caring for a newborn boy with a child of her own on the way. A child that was growing inside her. A child without any respectable father. What she had witnessed did nothing to put her mind to rest. Her closest friend had died while delivering her child, who' s to say the same wouldn't to her?
Jane. The shining star in the blackest night. The one who stayed positive against all crisis. Who gave up her meager portions to save another who would've surely died of malnutrition. Who soothed others to sleep even though her own nightmare's kept her awake at night. Who would willingly sacrifice herself to protect those she loved. Maleficent's guiding light had been ripped from her, and she was consumed by the inky blackness that had been threatening to consume her for the past year.
She stayed there in the same position for, God knows how long before a hand gently tapped her shoulder. She looked up for the first time in hours. Her neck was sore, her body was stiff, and all the moisture had been sucked from her eyes ages ago. She noticed it was dark outside before Cass' face entered her field of vision. Her expression was sympathetic and concerned.
There were a couple people in crisp, white uniforms behind her.
"Hey. These people have come to collect Jane's body" Maleficent immediately began struggling, momentarily forgetting she was too weak to use her magic, but Cass' hands restrained her, "They are just going to store it until you decide what you want to do next. Ok? Nothing will be done without your explicit permission." She was still suspicious of the uniformed strangers, but numbly stood and let them collect the body.
After they left she just stared at the bloody, mattress that Jane had been laying on, until Cass gripped her shoulders and forced her to look away. "I know this day has been traumatic for you, and that she was extremely special to you, but you have to rest. I've set up a bed for you upstairs. Is that alright?"
Maleficent nodded and allowed herself to be guided upstairs. Where she saw Ryan Jane Porter, for only the second time that day, sleeping peacefully in Hiro's arms.
Sooo... that was a depressing chapter! Sorry if it caused you to cry your eyes out. Reviews would be greatly appreciated!
