It was the middle of the night, and everything was silent. Snow fell harmlessly on the streets of Bevelle. The silence was soon interrupted however, by the sounds of heavy breathing and moaning. A tall, 19 year old man with black hair thrown back into a messy ponytail wearing a long crimson coat ran through the thick snow, carrying a young woman. He was a warrior monk from the local temple. His name was Auron. The woman had long, greyish-blonde hair that was very messy and somewhat damp from sweat. She was Abigail, a slightly older woman from the village of Kilika. Abigail held her stomach and moaned again.
"I need to lay down NOW, Auron!"
"Don't worry, Abigail! We're almost to the temple! Please, try to breathe!"
Auron ran through the doors of the temple of Bevelle, and collided into the head priest. He managed to keep a hold on Abigail, but the priest toppled over.
"What is the meaning of this? Barging into the temple at such late hours!" he reprimanded, and stood back up. Auron gasped and tried to catch his breath.
"This woman is about to give birth! We need a healer!" Auron cried.
"A child? I'll find one of the nurses at once!" The priest ran into the Nun's Chamber and fetched one of the sleeping healers.
"Bring her in here, and lay her down on the bed." the priest called from the chamber. Auron obliged, and the healer began to work. Abigail screamed, cried, and squeezed Auron's hand for nearly an hour.
"Why is it taking so long? Will she be alright?"
"Don't worry, this is normal! She's fine!" the nun said. Abigail flailed angrily.
"OKAY?! I'M HAVING A FUCKING CHILD!!! I HAVE A FUCKING HUMAN LIVING IN MY FUCKING BODY THAT IS ABOUT TO BURST OUT OF MY VAGINA!!! AND YOU CONSIDER THAT NORMAL?!" The other nuns, who had awakened to help their co-worker, covered their ears. Abigail attempted to smack the nun, but it was too tiring. She gave a final screech of pain, and her entire body relaxed.
The nun stood up. She held a sleeping baby in her arms. The child had very slight grey-gold hair creeping over her head, and very pale skin. Its body was petite and fragile looking.
"Is she...okay?" Auron questioned the nun. She chuckled.
"She's perfectly fine. Along with her child. It's a girl." The nun handed the baby girl to Abigail, who smiled.
"After that agony I went through for you, my child…there can only be one name for you. Paine. Our beautiful child." Abigail clasped Auron's hand. He smiled as well.
Paine opened her eyes. They weren't brown as Abigail's and Auron's; but a shocking red.
"What...what is wrong with her eyes?" cried Abigail. The nun frowned, and picked up Paine, studying her carefully. Paine squirmed in her arms.
"She appears to have ocular-albinism. Rather rare, but perfectly safe. It shouldn't affect her. Nothing to worry about." The nun handed Abigail the child. Paine yawned, and went back to sleep. Auron took the baby from Abigail, and looked at her.
"Paine..."
"Auron! I must speak to you!"
Auron gave Paine to Abigail, and entered the Monk's Chamber. He sat on a wooden stool, and listened to the priest.
"Auron, you knew that you were going to marry, didn't you? How could you do...that, with that woman?"
"It's called sex. Not that you'd know what that is."
"I know what it's called!" snapped the priest. "The point I'm trying to make is that she is half Guado! You know that they do not walk the path of Yevon!"
"I don't care."
"You should! It is that arrogance that causes Sin!" the priest cried. His young charge could be so FRUSTRATING sometimes.
"I don't wish to marry your daughter. I love Abigail, and I plan to support her and our daughter." Auron stated.
"I see. You have 3 days to change your mind. If not, you will be excommunicated." the priest concluded.
"Hmph." Auron walked out.
A/N: Wonderful. My genius fic is finally ready. Expect more chapters soon, but Paine's story won't truely begin until Christmas. (When I get FFX-2, w00t!) Note: At the time Paine was born, the Guado had not yet converted to Yevonism. This is also before Braska's pilgrimage. That should clear up any confusion about Auron's age or Guado hatred.
"I need to lay down NOW, Auron!"
"Don't worry, Abigail! We're almost to the temple! Please, try to breathe!"
Auron ran through the doors of the temple of Bevelle, and collided into the head priest. He managed to keep a hold on Abigail, but the priest toppled over.
"What is the meaning of this? Barging into the temple at such late hours!" he reprimanded, and stood back up. Auron gasped and tried to catch his breath.
"This woman is about to give birth! We need a healer!" Auron cried.
"A child? I'll find one of the nurses at once!" The priest ran into the Nun's Chamber and fetched one of the sleeping healers.
"Bring her in here, and lay her down on the bed." the priest called from the chamber. Auron obliged, and the healer began to work. Abigail screamed, cried, and squeezed Auron's hand for nearly an hour.
"Why is it taking so long? Will she be alright?"
"Don't worry, this is normal! She's fine!" the nun said. Abigail flailed angrily.
"OKAY?! I'M HAVING A FUCKING CHILD!!! I HAVE A FUCKING HUMAN LIVING IN MY FUCKING BODY THAT IS ABOUT TO BURST OUT OF MY VAGINA!!! AND YOU CONSIDER THAT NORMAL?!" The other nuns, who had awakened to help their co-worker, covered their ears. Abigail attempted to smack the nun, but it was too tiring. She gave a final screech of pain, and her entire body relaxed.
The nun stood up. She held a sleeping baby in her arms. The child had very slight grey-gold hair creeping over her head, and very pale skin. Its body was petite and fragile looking.
"Is she...okay?" Auron questioned the nun. She chuckled.
"She's perfectly fine. Along with her child. It's a girl." The nun handed the baby girl to Abigail, who smiled.
"After that agony I went through for you, my child…there can only be one name for you. Paine. Our beautiful child." Abigail clasped Auron's hand. He smiled as well.
Paine opened her eyes. They weren't brown as Abigail's and Auron's; but a shocking red.
"What...what is wrong with her eyes?" cried Abigail. The nun frowned, and picked up Paine, studying her carefully. Paine squirmed in her arms.
"She appears to have ocular-albinism. Rather rare, but perfectly safe. It shouldn't affect her. Nothing to worry about." The nun handed Abigail the child. Paine yawned, and went back to sleep. Auron took the baby from Abigail, and looked at her.
"Paine..."
"Auron! I must speak to you!"
Auron gave Paine to Abigail, and entered the Monk's Chamber. He sat on a wooden stool, and listened to the priest.
"Auron, you knew that you were going to marry, didn't you? How could you do...that, with that woman?"
"It's called sex. Not that you'd know what that is."
"I know what it's called!" snapped the priest. "The point I'm trying to make is that she is half Guado! You know that they do not walk the path of Yevon!"
"I don't care."
"You should! It is that arrogance that causes Sin!" the priest cried. His young charge could be so FRUSTRATING sometimes.
"I don't wish to marry your daughter. I love Abigail, and I plan to support her and our daughter." Auron stated.
"I see. You have 3 days to change your mind. If not, you will be excommunicated." the priest concluded.
"Hmph." Auron walked out.
A/N: Wonderful. My genius fic is finally ready. Expect more chapters soon, but Paine's story won't truely begin until Christmas. (When I get FFX-2, w00t!) Note: At the time Paine was born, the Guado had not yet converted to Yevonism. This is also before Braska's pilgrimage. That should clear up any confusion about Auron's age or Guado hatred.