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The power within
A month later...
Queen Blaze the cat threw her head back whilst she moaned loudly in pain.
She had the power to control flames with her mind, served as guardian of the Sol emeralds, had fought monsters in an apocalyptic nightmare of a future, got sent into a dimension where she was stuck in limbo for a few years, fought a gigantic fiery deity that she had to seal within her, she fought robotic pirates and had went on more adventures.
This was one of the most hardest and excruciating forms of torture that she had ever been forced to go through:
Child birth.
She had gone into labour hours ago and she couldn't help but curse the horrendous timing because she would have loved this to happen when her husband was actually around. She couldn't help but wonder if Silver was on his way back right at that moment, he was due to arrive back the next day from a trip and she really wished that he had been back at that moment.
The cat had wanted for the baby to come later but not even she could control those things.
She had tried her best to stay calm and to not scream the castle down and it was really hard, especially when she felt such pain.
Yet she couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of guilt as she felt sad that the love of her life could not be there for the birth of their child. She knew how Silver was ecstatic with the news of him going to be a father and seemed way more confident then he was on his coronation day where he was crowned king, heck he even seemed overwhelmingly thrilled at the prospect of parenthood. As far as she knew, her husband adored children and would use his psychokinesis to make their day a bit more fun as he made them gently glide through the air.
She was happy that Silver was excited...but she couldn't deny how nervous she was as she feared about being a bad mother —alas she had tried not to let any of her anxiety show itself.
A million thoughts raced through her mind as she grit her fangs to try and stifle a scream of pain:
What kind of mother would she be?
What if her child grew up to dislike her?
What would happen if she were to lose control of her emotions in front of her baby?
Where was Silver when she needed him?
Why did he have to go on a mission right before the due date!?
Blaze clutched her swollen stomach tightly, so tight that her claws had unsheathed and almost caused claw marks, but she managed to retract them just slightly to avoid that and she opened her mouth wide and clamped her fangs down on open air as her face contorted with pure agony.
She panted and puffed heavily, sounding like a train blowing smoke as she tried her hardest to focus on her breathing.
The lavender-furred cat could hear the midwives calling for her to push again, constantly reminding her to keep breathing and she could feel as someone —a third midwife— used a damp cloth to try and wipe away the pools of sweat accumulating around her face. Her throat was feeling as though it was trying to close up on her and her eyes became wider then saucers as she seethed in sharp breaths which caused her lungs to expand and shrivel like a pair of balloons.
Blaze hissed and panted hard as she kept at it, inspite of her torment, and internally scolded herself as the brutal pain ripped through her and she arched her back in response as her entire body went as rigid and hard as stone. She shut her eyes tight to prevent the flow of oncoming tears, but they slid out anyway, and let loose a howling scream that tore her voice box apart and
She was getting close to finishing this; after a long and brutal nine months, she was finally going to meet her precious child.
"Focus, your highness, focus...!"
Blaze closed her eyes and just tried to breathe through the agony coursing through her.
She could do this.
It felt like she was being torn apart from the inside but she could do this.
The queen of Sol could feel sweat dampen her fur as she seethed through clenched fangs, her face completely contorted and twisted into the most pained expression in the history of anything. Her ears drooped and her bunches came out from their tie and had become thick, messy locks of "hair" that felt like thick reeds from her scalp and hung down in her face.
The agony was ever-increasing and she felt the pain intensify greatly, she begged to her ancestors that the pain would be over soon.
She hardly took notice as the palms of her hands started to glow with a red, hot fiery heat and it was obvious that the midwife had noticed and almost backed off from the labouring queen and that was when Blaze let out an ear-piercing scream, tears now cascading down her cheeks like waterfalls as the agony became more then she could bare.
Then the pain stopped all of a sudden.
It was a relief.
Blaze was shocked, she felt as though every last drop of energy had been siphoned from her. If an enemy was to attack right at that second then she was pretty sure that she would hardly have the energy to even conjure up some little spark of a flame to protect her subjects and herself. She could feel the bags sagging beneath her eyes.
What was going on?
She got her answer to that question a few seconds later when she heard it.
A shrill, high pitched, squeaky, mewling of a sound.
Blaze felt her heart stop beating at the sound. She breathed hard as coldness filled her body and some large black spots started to appear and make her vision foggy and create a shallow depth of field, she could feel her consciousness start to fade whilst her pulse stirred erratically and she could even hear as her heart pounded in her own ears.
It felt as though the string holding her consciousness together had been cut.
She tried to force herself to stay conscious by blinking repeatedly, she needed to stay awake for a bit longer. It was difficult and she succumbed to the need to close her eyes as sleep started to take a hold of her, but she wanted to know what gender her baby was.
She was going to hold on until she knew.
Her ears could vaguely pick up a voice —the midwife's voice.
"It's a girl, your majesty! Congratulations!"
A girl.
Her baby was a girl...!
It was after hearing this that she finally allowed herself to fall unconscious to let her body rest from the pain that her body went through for the passed few hours. She needed to shut her eyes for a moment or two and then, when she woke up, she could meet her and Silver's daughter for the very first time.
About five minutes passed but it felt more like a second.
She heard the voice again, the midwife's voice, and it echoed throughout her entire subconscious. The voice carried a sweet yet light but also hushed undertone that cut through her drowsiness like a hot knife through butter.
"Queen Blaze? I am sorry to awaken you, milady, but I think there is someone who wants to meet you."
Blaze dragged both eyelids open so she could wake herself up and she immediately focused on the blanketed bundle being carried in the midwife's arms, her ears perked instinctively when she heard the mewing of a kitten coming from said bundle and she found all instincts inside of her wanting to hold her little one.
Thankfully the midwife saw this.
Blaze felt her eyes well up with tears as she saw her sweet baby being handed to her, she didn't even hesitate as she took the bundle and held it close to get a better look to study her sweet youngling.
Needless to say, she was surprised at what her baby looked like.
The kit had a fur colour that was lavender with a hint of grey to it, with darker purple tints, she also had a pale peach muzzle that was almost white. She had a little black nose. She had a tuft of "hair" that was flame shaped right in between a pair of large cat ears and she had two pairs of quill-shaped bits of cheek fur on each side of her face, a short one facing upwards and a long one hanging downwards. She had a little green diamond-shaped jewel on her forehead, as well as little triangle markings on the backs of her tiny hands. A small cat tail poked out from a fold of the blanket she had been wrapped up in.
The baby actually looked like a perfect blend between her parents.
Blaze drank up every single detail about her daughter's face.
"O-Oh my goodness!"
The new mother gasped with joyful delight, her eyes watering as she brought her newborn closer to her. She was afraid to even move out of fear that her baby would break because she looked like she could shatter like glass, she was too perfect to be real. She pulled the baby closer and kissed her new daughter's forehead —she made sure to be careful about the little green diamond on her forehead as she done so.
Blaze guessed that the greenish gem on her daughter's forehead was similar to the red ruby on her own forehead.
The kit wrapped in the pink blanket squirmed a bit in her mother's arms, her teeny hedgehog/cat face was pinched and she continued to whimper softly. She kept making little kitten squeaks and mews as she seemed to try and writhe out of the older cat's grasp, but Blaze had fastened a tight hold on her precious new bundle.
Thankfully, she knew exactly what to do.
"Aw, my sweet little one...it's alright, mama's here." She murmured whilst nuzzling the sobbing kit with every ounce of affection she could muster. Her heart was as warm as her flames and had swelled to the size of a grapefruit, she could even feel as her soul —still alit with flames— brightened considerably.
Blaze closed her eyes softly while a low, soft purr rumbled from the bottom of her throat.
Not only did her mother do this with her when she, herself, was really young but she had also read somewhere that cat's purr to soothe their kittens. Her baby girl may have been half kitten/half hedgehog but it appeared that the infant was a bit more cat than hedgehog so Blaze found herself connecting with her precious babe.
The queen just marvelled at her sweet little bundle.
She was so entranced by her daughter that she hardly noticed someone else come in.
Marine the raccoon lightly pushed the door open and peered in cautiously. She'd came in after the midwife (whom left soon after Blaze started holding her baby) had come out of the room to inform her that she could come in.
The raccoon had decided to come and be there for the birth of Silver and Blaze's baby, mostly to be there for her friend but to also fill in the void for Silver's absence. Even though years and years of voyaging across the ten seas of the Sol dimension had grizzled her up a hint and made her more world weary than most, she still retained that childish enthusiasm and passion for mechanisms...and her strong Australian accent.
"B-Blaze...?" The orange raccoon called out, keeping the volume of her voice lowered, "Can I come in?"
Blaze took her gaze off of her newborn for a moment to look up at her dear friend, her eyes lit up like fireworks exploding in the skies. She had been so busy during the birth of the baby that she had already forgotten that her poor friend had been stuck outside of the room, waiting until she would be over the point of incinerating everyone and everything in sight.
She observed as Marine crept in but found herself half-sprinting/half-tip toeing over towards the bed. She stood right next to the nightstand with a look of cautious joy on her face, her eyes as soft as velvet and she looked as though she was about to cry hysterically out of pure joy.
The raccoon leaned over the sovereign cat and studied the bundle closely, keeping her distance a bit.
"C-C-Crikey, she's such an adorable lil' ankle-biter..." Marine sniffled, trying to keep her own emotions at bay as she looked at the baby. She leaned in closer and proceeded to deftly use one of her fingertips to oh-so gently brush along of the infant's chubby cheeks with in an attempt to tickle her.
"Ahoy there, y'little scallywag, I'm captain Marine! But, strewth, you can just call me "Aunty Marine" if ya prefer."
Blaze arched a brow at the raccoon.
"Aunty Marine?" She repeated, tilting her head to one side with a blank confused look.
Marine nodded and clarified, "Aye! You and me are kinda like sisters in m'book so I figured I could be her Aunty!"
Blaze pondered about this for a moment.
She had been friends with the Aussie-accented raccoon pirate since she was seven years old and she would have been fibbing if she had said that she didn't understand the logic behind Marine's words. But still, she couldn't help but find the "request" and everything a bit forward. She supposed that it would be fine, though, since Marine and her got along like fire and a wood pile. She couldn't hold back a soft giggle as smiled softly yet tiredly.
"I suppose that would be alright then."
Blaze extended her arms out so she could pass the tiny baby to the orange-furred raccoon, whom took the kit without another word (and that was a huge shocker too, considering what a chatterbox she was). She watched with tired happiness as Marine rocked the bundle to-and-fro with her eyes watering with gigantic tears? She observed the captain raccoon happily.
Marine cooed softly at Iris as she held her gently in her arms.
"What're youse gonna name her?"
Blaze smiled joyfully as the name her husband had suggested a month earlier had popped up in her mind —her heart was already swollen with happiness and, upon looking at her daughter for the first time, she had already decided that the name was absolutely perfect for the baby girl.
Her muzzle became bright pink as her cheeks turned bright red.
She answered the question.
"Iris, or "Rissy" for short. That was the name Silver and myself agreed on,"
A/N: Heres the second chapter, this is where Iris is born.
Next chapter is where Silver meets his daughter and I hope you guys enjoy it.
Please review and fave.
-Chloemcg