Chapter 2: Feiru Bunben
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Six Months, Seven Days
Impatient. No, certainly not the world to describe it, for the white haired mercenary it was much worse. The creature had doubled in size. Apparently, the seed was growing, becoming Mother's offspring and honor. The thing hadn't seen him yet, nor had any other human being for that matter. As of now, he watched Mother's prize, Mother's Carrier as it stepped from the hot water of it's shower and delicately wrapped a towel around itself like a dress. A hum of pain rippled past it's lips.
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The hot shower did nothing to ease Jesna's pain. Earlier that day, she worked for her father in the shop whom almost refused her admitance until she threatened to scream bloody murder. She hoped the workout would stretch out the cramping muscles, but to her unease, only served to further her discomfort. Now she wasn't quite sure of it, but it felt like there was a constant vice squeezing her abdomen. A low groan escaped her lips as her stomach tightened further. Something was wrong. Jesna clutched her belly, fear filling her. 'Please, let it be alright.' she pleaded silently as another contraction hit her. Her fingers wightened in her desperate attempt to fight off the pain.
Just as her knees buckled in pain, someone caught her in unyieldingly strong arms.
"Leon, help me..." she groaned. A smoothe baritone voice answered her without flaw.
"Leon is not here." She glanced up and screamed in pain and terror.
The man. The god. Silver hair swirled around his endless and terrible green eyes, a smile on a pair of beautifully formed lips so cold that she shivered.
"I am."
"JESNA?!" The creature's fear choked it, and every time the thing tried to speak it only squeaked. The silver-haired man looked irritated.
"Scream. Cry out. Have him save you, you worthless waste!" He hissed, face inches away. It's eyes rolled back into a state of shock as she continued to groan.
Typical weakness in such pathetic beings. Mother would be displeased with such lack of strength. He certainly was. Sephiroth lay the creature back on the bed with delicacy, only for the sake of the contents it was carrying, then rammed one of the creature's dressors over as well as slamming his fist into the mirror just above it. The racket immeadiately caught the creature's sire's attention. Footsteps rushed upstairs, and before they could find him in the midst of the mess, he dissappeared out the window to watch.
Ruyu shoved the door open to find Jesna on her bed. He roared for the twins to call Leon, gathering Jesna up in his arms.
"Jesna, sweetheart, wake up." He said softly, patting her cheek. All she could do was groan. Seconds later, Leon burst into the room, alarm spread across his face.
"Jesna, wake up!" Leon said, voice rising. He opened her eyes a little further, her irises fluttering. Checking her pulse as well as her cramping stomach, he cursed.
"She in shock." He muttered. "We need to get her to a hospital now."
"Whats happening?" Ruyu asked, hurrying out the door and down the stairs with Jesna curled in his arms. Leon didn't answer him, only opening the front door of the two-story appartment and helping him into truck.
Just above them was a moonlit silouette, watching, waiting for Mother's orders.
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The moment they arrived, Leon beelined for the head nurse. They talked a moment, and the nurse ran to get a doctor. The response was immeadiate, nurses and doctors rushing to get the girl out of Ruyu's arms.
"Get her out of that state pronto!" The head doctor yelled as they placed her writhing form on a stretcher and wheeling her back to the emergency room.
"Boosting dosage..." the voices and swarm of people around Ruyu's daughter began to fade as the doors closed behind them. Ruyu was in the process of shoving other assistants and nurses off him to get to his daughter. Leon grabbed his forearm and flinched when Ruyu's head flicked toward him in anger.
"What is happening to my daughter?!!" He howled. Leon's grip tightened.
"I'll tell you if you relax!" The man halted his path, staring angrily at Leon. "Now sit down!"
Ruyu seemed to think about it for a moment, then, without taking his eyes off of Leon, he went to sit with the other nervous people in the waiting room. Leon planted himself beside Ruyu and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Now listen, don't get upset again because nothing can change Jesna's condition except the doctors, and they are already doing everything they can." Leon paused to draw a breath and gather himself. "Now what is happening, is the pregnancy is terminating itself. She's having a miscarraige."
Ruyu felt like bursting out of his seat again.
His wife was blinking the tears out of her eyes as she smiled at him. Her hand was clutching the cloth covering her swollen belly.
"It's time, Ruyu."
In those three words, more panic welled up in him than he could ever remember in his life. His wife laughed for a moment before grimacing.
It wasn't like that this time. This time it was her, his beloved daughter.
His wife was tired, bags under her eyes, hoarse voice, sweat still dripping off her forehead as the doctor presented them to their brand new baby girl.
"Congradulations." The man beamed at his wife as he placed the squawking little girl in her arms. Ruyu joined his wife as they looked in awe at the beautiful creation before them. Tears streamed down his wife's cheeks.
"oh..!" Came her soft exclamation of pleasure as she kissed the baby's brow. Ruyu tried to hold back the joy that welled in his eyes, and the pride in his wife and new child nearly burst his heart.
"Welcome little Jesna." his wife whispered softly, suckling the child.
"But something isn't right. What kind of state are they talking about?" Ruyu demanded hoarsely, pushing memories aside. Leon paused, struggling to find the right words.
"Jesna went into a state of shock before the labor, and it could cause problems with the delivery." he explained. Ruyu's hands swiped through his cropped graying hair stressfully.
"Can it... Is it..."
"Fatal?" Leon finished. He shook his head and patted Ruyu's shoulder. "Jess will be fine. If I know Jessie, she'll snap right out of it."
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A very dissapointed, angered god stood outside four stories above one particular hospital window. It had rejected him! The waste of free space had rejected his seed, Mother's seed! The concrete beneath one leather glove cracked. Perhaps it wasn't what She wanted. Perhaps Mother didn't mean for him to do what he had done.
Again.
He hear mother clearly, but could not help but wonder why.
Again.
Jesna's groggy mind finally woke hours later. Her body was wracked with pain, her thighs throbbing, and she felt so empty. Mustering what little strength she could, she moved her hands over her stomach to find it was flat. There was no buldge there to signify the child that once grew there. She started at the thought, then moaned as stabs of pain hit her abdomen at the sudden movement. Looking around the room, gray and black shadows hiding in the corners of her white room. Tubes linked to her wrist, monitors watching her without falter. One shadow moved. A flicker of light came from one rather dark corner of her hospital room, but it wasn't without it's gray sheen. A silver strand fell into the light, and the shadow erupted from it's place and melted into the light.
Dark leather growled, slates of well worked steel resting on the broad shoulders of this fallen angel that stepped into the light. Pale flesh peeked from the straps of his armor, black swallowing his obviously strong arms. His hands were covered in a similar fashion, straps, belts, and buckles flashing dully clinking with each of step he took closer to her. Heavy boots thudded lightly on the tiled floor of the hospital, while a long sword flashed it's handle from beneath the leather coat he wore. Through a gossamer sheet of silver hair, two green orbs of malice glared at her from the perch on his pale and sharp features. His sharply formed lips were no longer tilted in a cruel and cold smile, rather a scowl of unreadable emotion. Pausing a moment to let his features and exhistence sink in, he listened for a moment. In two strides, he was by her side with his sword drawn. In one swift stroke, he sliced through the monitors and tubes that she was hooked to.
"... please..." she croaked, fear still welling in the pit of her stomach. The man's eyes shifted to her face, narrowing dangerously. He raised a hand, and in a moment Jesna was sent spiraling into a world of darkness.
He followed her order. Mother was always right. He would find a place to monitor her next pregnancy. As punishment. Mother was most unpleased. And when Mother was unpleased, he was unpleased. The next seed implanted would be doubled to ensure it's potency and strength. Mother's prize claimed, he quickly removed the creature from it's resting place. He would need to aquire a few things before the next attempt. A bruise began to form on the thing's cheek, where he had backhanded it to quietly collect it.
My line! Mother insisted angrily.
"Your line, Mother. Your line shall live." He answered. Mother seemed pleased with his answer. Now to find a hiding place, far from here where he would draw no attention. A place was suggested. Mother wanted it there.
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Her senses didn't return until it was too late. Shades of gray surrounded her and around her was silk. Bright red silk, burning her sensitive, light-neglected eyes. Soft bedding comforted a sore back, but only momentarily, for in the next moment her vision was filled with pale skin and flaring green eyes. Terror stiffened every limb, memories of dreams turning to cruel realities that haunted her. A familiar word slipped from your mouth.
".. Please..." she pleaded.
The word didn't save her. Another cold, cruel smile slipped from her captor's face.
"Of course." He hissed.
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One Day
Sephiroth know there was no denying the creature that lay strewn about his sheets was with child. Before bringing it, he was sure that he had all the necessary items to properly watch the next pregnancy, and now that it was assured, he was able to continue Mother's plans. Without such trivial things in the way, of course. Shoulders squared, every detail of his uniform attended to, he reached down and ran a hand over the creature's abdomen in silent malice, knowing that in a simple amount of time and patience, a new creature would be formed in Mother's honor.
He drew the creature bridal style into his arms and went down into the depths of the abandoned mansion where two of his newly aquired scientists would approach it's body once he backed into the shadows. They disinfected it, then slid it into a container he had managed to confiscate quietly from one of the few labratories he'd passed on his way here.
Once hooked up to the new-found technology, blue liquid rushed into the clear vat that the creature had been placed in. Mother was very pleased. Now, all he had to do was wait for Mother's first to be born. Then perhaps he would re-aquaint himself with an old friend.
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Author's Note: Yet another Chapter... I really hope you guys review like nuts, because I worked butt off on finishing this. If it doesn't score at lease 100 reveiws, than I don't think I'll waste time with a sequal when I have other series to finish, Robes of Glory being at the head of the list. Well, don't listen to my review tummy growling! Go out and fill my box with reviews! And if you've got any questions, feel free to PM me, or even ask it in a review.. The more the merrier!
PS! The names! I'll post what the names of the chapters mean.
Ninsoku- The Carrier
Gin Kami- Silver God
Feiru Bunben- Failed Childbirth
Godsspiker!