Disclaimer:
I don't own Twilight, or any of its characters. But I am inspired to write because of Stephanie Meyers is amazing.
This is my first fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 11
Pire's POV
When I woke up I discovered that Huilen had removed my tunic, and had bound my body with strips of soft fabric. She lay nearby, asleep, looking exhausted from worry. I was concerned for all of us. I knew that Huilen was trying to protect me and the baby, but I was not sure how much more my ragged and worn body could bear. I tried to rest, but I could feel the baby shifting inside me, each time he moved I felt renewed pain. A sudden movement had me gasping and clutching at my sides.
Huilen awoke with a start; she reached for me, trying to asses what was wrong. "The baby!" I gasped to her, though what came out of my mouth was a bubbled gurgle. I ran my hand over my mouth, as if to help clarify my words, and started in shock at the sight of blood flecked foam the streaked across the back of my hand. Huilen's eyes widened in fear. I knew that this was not going to end well. I just needed to be strong enough to bring my child into the world.
I had to force myself to concentrate on each movement. I reached for Huilen's hand, and crushed in to my chest, she stared at me as if in shock. "Huilen….Huilen, the child, you need to promise me…" I coughed and gasped as pain burned its way from my stomach, through my arm and legs. Huilen's face, which was so close to mine, was covered in bright flecks of blood from my coughing. "Promise you what?" she said in a voice tight with emotion. "Anything sister! Please, just keep talking to me!" I knew that Huilen had no idea what I was going to swear her to, though I also knew that she loved me beyond anything in this world. "Promise me…. Nahuel….Promise to love him," ……..I coughed, splattering blood on the ground, but I needed to keep going, " to raise him…….!" I finished refusing to tear my eyes from hers.
My words were cut short as warm liquid poured from my mouth, making speech impossible. I clenched my eyes shut as a fresh wave of pain, and a deafening crack shook my body. I couldn't help it, and I screamed, spraying blood everywhere. When I was able to open my eyes again I saw understanding dawn in her eyes. She started to shake her head, "Sister, you will take care of him," she said slowly. I knew that she was trying not to see what was going to happen here, even if I knew that I would never see my son grow into a strong, handsome man like his father. "Promise!" I yelled at her through the pain.
The pain was like the roar of a wild animal in my ears, blotting out all else. But I had to make her answer, I had to be sure that she would finish this for me, when I would not be able to do it myself. "Sister!" I screamed, as hot flashes of pain caused spots to appear before my eyes. I looked in her direction, and as my vision momentarily cleared I saw her nodding. "I promise…." She said in a whisper so soft that I would have doubted my ears if I hadn't seen her lips moving as she looked at me, with large tears rolling down her cheeks.
A sudden ripping pain across my stomach made me scream out. I was writhing against the ground. I felt heat exploding all over my body as pain seared its way over body parts I never realized I even had. I pressed my stomach with my hands, in a useless attempt to ease the pain, only to draw them back again as they met something, warm sticky and wet. My hands had blood on them, not just a bit either they were covered with it, a downward glance showed that my torso had a gaping wound that had ripped jaggedly from one side of my stomach to the other. With each movement the baby made the wound ripped open further, causing me to scream my torture to the skies.
Huilen was trying desperately to stop the bleeding, but I knew that nothing could save me, the child was all that mattered. I moaned out trying to form cohesive words that my sister could understand, to tell her to stop. It was pointless, the words would not come. I felt so much pain, every part of my body was burning with the effort to keep breathing, to hold on just a few moments more for my son. There was no doubt that death was lurking nearby, waiting for me. I wondered in my delirium if my brother would be there to greet me, and I fervently hoped I would not meet up with my son in the spirit world for many years to come.
I suddenly felt a heavy sensation, my whole body felt like it had turned to stone. Then there was an amazing warmth and lightness that overtook my body. The pain disappeared, and was replaced with the feeling that I was lighter then air. I opened my eyes, happy to be feeling this relief, a respite from the pain I had been in for so long. The sight that greeted me was short, only a brief flash that quickly was overpowered by the light and warmth that was drawing me in. Even as the image faded, I knew that I would always remember it. I was looking down onto a scene that looked like a battle had taken place, the soil was turned, and scraped, and blood splattered the ground. I lay on the ground, still as stone, unmoving in death, for I realized now that I was in my sprit form looking at the life I was leaving behind. Huilen sat unmoving, looking at my still bloodied and torn body. Everything was still save for the small movements coming from atop the abdomen of my former self. I watched in that moment as my sister, temporarily consumed with grief, looked at the child who lay on my now lifeless body. The child…my child……my Nahuel. And as my sights of this earth were leaving me, I saw as my sister reached out to my son, and I knew that they would have each other.