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I hurt all over. Every muscle ached, my mind was screaming. I was crying, but it was not for me. It was for my children. I had fought with Jager and, like every human, I lost. I am not sure what he has done to me and my children, but I hope that it had just affected my body and not theirs. "Nada, this is going to feel a bit odd but its natural, ok?" I nodded, almost in too much pain to respond. Then I felt something beautiful. I felt a kick inside of me. Soon followed by another one.
"What did you do?" Madrina asked as she dabbed my head with a wet washcloth. She had arrived here only moments ago, on my request. Loreena had been healing me ever since Jager had beaten me. It was the first time I had felt his hand hit me in an offensive manner since I came here.
It has been three months since Lucia's visit. My children were two months from birth and I was huge. It hadn't taken a long time before Jager realized what was going on. Well, it had taken him three months to be exact. I knew he had been around when Jazlyn Raisa had been pregnant with Jessica. He had been there for the birth of my favorite author, who had been touched by the darkness. The human who had survived on damned blood for over a decade. And it had been Loreena's daughter, Monica, who brought her and her mother into the world of the living. Yes, Loreena is Hasana and Monica's mother.
"He figured out how many of Eric's offspring were really growing inside me," I muttered a reply before I broke down crying. I felt Madrina's magic course over my skin and I felt her pull back in shock.
"He didn't. . ." She ran her fingers through my hair and I heard her choke on her own tears. "Is it even possible Loreena?"
"Afraid so," the Smoke witch responded as she stroked my brow. "Her blood bond with Flare was only handed down by her mother. It didn't survive the over power of Jager's blood." Just the thought of the whole thing made me want to throw up, but I did not move. I was too fearful for my children to think. Had I ruined their lives? Made them bonded to Jager just as Flare and I had been connected? I prayed to Spirit that they were unharmed by the blood that now bonded me closer to Jager.
"What about the children?" My heart skipped at the hope that soared through my soul. My mortality was lost to a damned soul who thought himself inlove with me. He had turned Fala because he loved her. I just prayed everyday that I was not to share her fate.
"It seems as if only one has taken the blood, as odd as that sounds," Loreena responded, shock still in her voice. "I only sense a small but potent bond from one of the children and the other one is healthier than it was this morning. Seems as if one child has been spared the bond of Jager."
"Thank you Goddess," Madrina whispered as she stroked my stomach and kissed my forehead. I had been cleaned up and yet I still had a bruise or two forming. Loreena was caring for the wound on my arm, and besides that I had been barely touched. It was more of a hit between me and the wall rather than me and Jager.
"You feeling better Nada?" I nodded and forced myself to sit up. But my vision went black and I fell back onto the bed.
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"Your stomach seems to have grown greatly in the past months," Jager informed me as if it took a scientist to notice it. I rolled my eyes and continued to brush my hair.
"Thank you, sergeant stupid," I snapped. He brushed the comment aside and leaned down and kissed my cheek. I couldn't hide my disgust. It was rather hard to hold my fist back from connecting it with his face. But I obeyed him. Not for my own life, but for my children's.
"How many do you have in there?" His tone sounded joking but I knew him too well. He would be joking now but if I did not answer, he would force it out of me.
"Why is it your business?" I muttered as I slammed down my brush and slid my chair back, which made Jager have to take a step or two back so he didn't get run over by the chair. "They aren't YOUR children." Oh no . . .
"Children?" He smirked as he took my face in his hand. "As in more than one?" I rammed my heel into his foot and retched my face away from his grip.
"Don't touch me. As I said before, since they aren't your children, they aren't your business." That seemed to set him off. His hand gripped my neck and threw me into the wall. My head once again hit something unforgiving and I slumped against the floor. My head was pounding. My heart was skipping. I had only fear for my children.
"I'll make them mine." His threat sent chills up and down my spine. If he meant what I thought I meant, then my children were going to be in great danger.
"You wouldn't," I almost cried out. "They are the last thing I have left of my husband, who you killed! I will not let you taint them with your damned blood." Another hit came out of nowhere and connected with my cheek. His grip was once again on my neck and he pulled me up and pinned me to the wall.
"You can't stop me now can you?" I spit in his face. Anger flashed on his face.
"Maybe not, but I can make sure it is not an enjoyable experience for either of us." That was when I felt his lips on my neck. His hands now pinned my shoulders and so I could not move very much. When his fangs bit into my skin, I felt bliss. Sea foam on a wave, laying on the clouds. I felt so tired . . .
It seemed to go on for hours, eternity, but I did not mind. One thing brought his mind trap down. My husband, my children. I was 17 years old and had those things already. And I had them to lose as well.
When I felt a liquid go pass my lips, I forced down a swallow, then another. When I realized what it was, I rammed my knee up and hit Jager in his groin. He pulled his lips away from my neck and threw me onto the bed. "Now you have NOTHING of your precious Eric left," he sneered before leaving.
Loreena came in a moment later.
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I woke up once again. I felt as if my whole life was revolved on what happened before I slept. Loreena was still next to me, although her hands were now on my stomach. She had a small smirk on her face. "What is so funny?" I groaned as she took my hand and rested it on my stomach.
"Nothing funny," Loreena replied vaguely. "Beauty is to be looked at not laughed at."
"What are you saying woman?" I asked her as I felt one of my children kick. It felt so beautiful when you had your hand there.
"Seems true that Jager's blood has only been taken in by one child. But that is almost impossible. The only way that is possible is if the child . . .. " She hesitated. "I don't know how to explain this . . .DREW the blood meant for its sibling into itself as well."
"My one child saved the other from Jager's blood bondage?" I asked in disbelief. When she nodded, I smiled. "I'm ready for you to tell me if they are boys or girls." I had not wanted to know when they were smaller, but incase Lucia came back I wanted her to tell Eric that we were having twins.
"The one that drew the vampiric blood into itself is a female." I laughed. That is a Tanata girl for you. "And the other child is a male." I was still near tears. It was such a relief to hear things like that. Things like this made life worth living, no matter how much pain there was in my life. Bringing these two children into the world seemed to be the point of my life. I do not know, but that is what they made me feel.
"I am glad," I whispered. I was so proud of my children but I have never set a hand on them. It felt as if I knew them for ages. Of course, most of my life has occured in the past two years, and so it was as if I knew them for so long.
"You need some more rest child," Loreena kissed my forehead. "Don't forget. You shall give birth here and then your love will come to save you from this place." She hesistated before she added. "I have heard some rather disturbing news."
"Seems there is always something disturbing going on," I joked, although it was completely true.
"True, but this news . . .I have heard from a witch from Midnight." My thoughts went dark. I have grown accustomed to thinking the worst.
"Is Eric ok?" I quickly asked. Loreena smiled and nodded. "Then what news of Midnight do you have?" I was eager to know this. It took quite awhile to get news from there to here, considering that the best thing Midnight has is a phone. And that was just really for vampires.
"Sleep Nada," she ordered. She fluffed a pillow and smoothed out the blankets. "You will be ready soon, but not now." I wondered how bad the news could get. Was Lucia ok? I kept thinking negative things and no doubt my guardian felt them. "Forget all thoughts just long enough to get some proper sleep."
I wanted to ask her more, but she turned and left the room before I could ask. Which left me and the dark together, like old friends.
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I hurt all over. Every muscle ached, my mind was screaming. I was crying, but it was not for me. It was for my children. I had fought with Jager and, like every human, I lost. I am not sure what he has done to me and my children, but I hope that it had just affected my body and not theirs. "Nada, this is going to feel a bit odd but its natural, ok?" I nodded, almost in too much pain to respond. Then I felt something beautiful. I felt a kick inside of me. Soon followed by another one.
"What did you do?" Madrina asked as she dabbed my head with a wet washcloth. She had arrived here only moments ago, on my request. Loreena had been healing me ever since Jager had beaten me. It was the first time I had felt his hand hit me in an offensive manner since I came here.
It has been three months since Lucia's visit. My children were two months from birth and I was huge. It hadn't taken a long time before Jager realized what was going on. Well, it had taken him three months to be exact. I knew he had been around when Jazlyn Raisa had been pregnant with Jessica. He had been there for the birth of my favorite author, who had been touched by the darkness. The human who had survived on damned blood for over a decade. And it had been Loreena's daughter, Monica, who brought her and her mother into the world of the living. Yes, Loreena is Hasana and Monica's mother.
"He figured out how many of Eric's offspring were really growing inside me," I muttered a reply before I broke down crying. I felt Madrina's magic course over my skin and I felt her pull back in shock.
"He didn't. . ." She ran her fingers through my hair and I heard her choke on her own tears. "Is it even possible Loreena?"
"Afraid so," the Smoke witch responded as she stroked my brow. "Her blood bond with Flare was only handed down by her mother. It didn't survive the over power of Jager's blood." Just the thought of the whole thing made me want to throw up, but I did not move. I was too fearful for my children to think. Had I ruined their lives? Made them bonded to Jager just as Flare and I had been connected? I prayed to Spirit that they were unharmed by the blood that now bonded me closer to Jager.
"What about the children?" My heart skipped at the hope that soared through my soul. My mortality was lost to a damned soul who thought himself inlove with me. He had turned Fala because he loved her. I just prayed everyday that I was not to share her fate.
"It seems as if only one has taken the blood, as odd as that sounds," Loreena responded, shock still in her voice. "I only sense a small but potent bond from one of the children and the other one is healthier than it was this morning. Seems as if one child has been spared the bond of Jager."
"Thank you Goddess," Madrina whispered as she stroked my stomach and kissed my forehead. I had been cleaned up and yet I still had a bruise or two forming. Loreena was caring for the wound on my arm, and besides that I had been barely touched. It was more of a hit between me and the wall rather than me and Jager.
"You feeling better Nada?" I nodded and forced myself to sit up. But my vision went black and I fell back onto the bed.
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"Your stomach seems to have grown greatly in the past months," Jager informed me as if it took a scientist to notice it. I rolled my eyes and continued to brush my hair.
"Thank you, sergeant stupid," I snapped. He brushed the comment aside and leaned down and kissed my cheek. I couldn't hide my disgust. It was rather hard to hold my fist back from connecting it with his face. But I obeyed him. Not for my own life, but for my children's.
"How many do you have in there?" His tone sounded joking but I knew him too well. He would be joking now but if I did not answer, he would force it out of me.
"Why is it your business?" I muttered as I slammed down my brush and slid my chair back, which made Jager have to take a step or two back so he didn't get run over by the chair. "They aren't YOUR children." Oh no . . .
"Children?" He smirked as he took my face in his hand. "As in more than one?" I rammed my heel into his foot and retched my face away from his grip.
"Don't touch me. As I said before, since they aren't your children, they aren't your business." That seemed to set him off. His hand gripped my neck and threw me into the wall. My head once again hit something unforgiving and I slumped against the floor. My head was pounding. My heart was skipping. I had only fear for my children.
"I'll make them mine." His threat sent chills up and down my spine. If he meant what I thought I meant, then my children were going to be in great danger.
"You wouldn't," I almost cried out. "They are the last thing I have left of my husband, who you killed! I will not let you taint them with your damned blood." Another hit came out of nowhere and connected with my cheek. His grip was once again on my neck and he pulled me up and pinned me to the wall.
"You can't stop me now can you?" I spit in his face. Anger flashed on his face.
"Maybe not, but I can make sure it is not an enjoyable experience for either of us." That was when I felt his lips on my neck. His hands now pinned my shoulders and so I could not move very much. When his fangs bit into my skin, I felt bliss. Sea foam on a wave, laying on the clouds. I felt so tired . . .
It seemed to go on for hours, eternity, but I did not mind. One thing brought his mind trap down. My husband, my children. I was 17 years old and had those things already. And I had them to lose as well.
When I felt a liquid go pass my lips, I forced down a swallow, then another. When I realized what it was, I rammed my knee up and hit Jager in his groin. He pulled his lips away from my neck and threw me onto the bed. "Now you have NOTHING of your precious Eric left," he sneered before leaving.
Loreena came in a moment later.
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I woke up once again. I felt as if my whole life was revolved on what happened before I slept. Loreena was still next to me, although her hands were now on my stomach. She had a small smirk on her face. "What is so funny?" I groaned as she took my hand and rested it on my stomach.
"Nothing funny," Loreena replied vaguely. "Beauty is to be looked at not laughed at."
"What are you saying woman?" I asked her as I felt one of my children kick. It felt so beautiful when you had your hand there.
"Seems true that Jager's blood has only been taken in by one child. But that is almost impossible. The only way that is possible is if the child . . .. " She hesitated. "I don't know how to explain this . . .DREW the blood meant for its sibling into itself as well."
"My one child saved the other from Jager's blood bondage?" I asked in disbelief. When she nodded, I smiled. "I'm ready for you to tell me if they are boys or girls." I had not wanted to know when they were smaller, but incase Lucia came back I wanted her to tell Eric that we were having twins.
"The one that drew the vampiric blood into itself is a female." I laughed. That is a Tanata girl for you. "And the other child is a male." I was still near tears. It was such a relief to hear things like that. Things like this made life worth living, no matter how much pain there was in my life. Bringing these two children into the world seemed to be the point of my life. I do not know, but that is what they made me feel.
"I am glad," I whispered. I was so proud of my children but I have never set a hand on them. It felt as if I knew them for ages. Of course, most of my life has occured in the past two years, and so it was as if I knew them for so long.
"You need some more rest child," Loreena kissed my forehead. "Don't forget. You shall give birth here and then your love will come to save you from this place." She hesistated before she added. "I have heard some rather disturbing news."
"Seems there is always something disturbing going on," I joked, although it was completely true.
"True, but this news . . .I have heard from a witch from Midnight." My thoughts went dark. I have grown accustomed to thinking the worst.
"Is Eric ok?" I quickly asked. Loreena smiled and nodded. "Then what news of Midnight do you have?" I was eager to know this. It took quite awhile to get news from there to here, considering that the best thing Midnight has is a phone. And that was just really for vampires.
"Sleep Nada," she ordered. She fluffed a pillow and smoothed out the blankets. "You will be ready soon, but not now." I wondered how bad the news could get. Was Lucia ok? I kept thinking negative things and no doubt my guardian felt them. "Forget all thoughts just long enough to get some proper sleep."
I wanted to ask her more, but she turned and left the room before I could ask. Which left me and the dark together, like old friends.