Hello!

Well, first of all, this chapter sucks. I have a serious case of writer's block, and the next few oneshots that will be posted where written a long time ago.

Also, I DO NOT KNOW WHERE TO GO WITH THIS!!!! It has soooo spiraled off of what was originally planned! If you have any ideas, PLEASE tell me!

Disclaimer: No.

In the waiting room, Theresa was sleeping, her head resting on Jay's shoulder, while the others were still pacing back and forth.

Suddenly, the door to the emergency room opened, and Archie came out, a long blue garb attached around his neck and waist.

Jumping up all at once, Jay was careful to wake Theresa and catch her before she fell to the floor. She was still exhausted after her healing session.

"So, how did it go?" Jay asked, supporting the tired redhead.

His eyes shining with pride, he announced "two healthy twins, a boy and a girl, named Alex Jay and Amber Theresa."

Smiling, they all made their way to the delivery room, where Atlanta was holding her children, each in one arm. Her vibrant red hair was slick with sweat and stuck to her forehead, but her eyes shone with the same happiness that shone in Archie's.

"I'm a mother!" she said. Coming up to the bedside, Archie picked up one of the twins. Both had their eyes open, and where looking around curiously at everything.

The girl- Amber had steely blue eyes, like her father, as well as a fuzz of purple hair on her head. The boy, Alex, had his mother's light green orbs, as well as a fuzz of her vivid red hair.

"So, Jay, will you be Alex's godfather? And Theresa, will you be Amber's godmother?" Atlanta asked, holding her squirming kids.

Smiling, Theresa walked over and hugged Atlanta, careful not to squish her godchild.

"Of course we will! And you can be the godparent's to my and Jay's kids!" she said, gazing at Amber.

"Yeah and when will that be?" Neil asked from where he was sitting at the foot of Atlanta's bed.

"Oh, I'd say in about seven months now..." she said, blushing slightly as the boys all starred at her, their jaws hanging.

"You're...pregnant?" Jay asked hesitantly. Biting her lower lip, she nodded the affirmative.

It took about five seconds for Jay to react. Laughing joyfully, he picked Theresa up in his arms and started twirling her around, minding all the people and furniture all the while.

Setting her down, he planted a kiss on her lips, holding her around the waist and drawing her close.

The others all stated their congratulations. Both of their eyes shining brightly, Jay hugged Theresa happily.

"So, what a happy reunion..." a raspy voice called from the entrance.

Turning around sharply, the seven heroes saw the figure of Pan, leaning on the doorframe.

A deep growling sound arising from his throat, Archie placed himself protectively in front of Atlanta and his twins. Gently pushing Theresa behind to stay with Atlanta, Jay, Herry, Odie and Neil all advanced threateningly, forming a protective barrier in front of the two women of the group, one pregnant and the other a new mother. Theresa herself placed herself in front of Atlanta, who was too weak to fight in this condition if the boys couldn't hold Pan off.

"What do you want, goat-boy?" Archie snarled, taking his whip from out of his pocket.

'Goat-boy' approached, his lips drawn back in a snarl.

"I want the child," he said pointing to Atlanta, and the two sleeping bundles in her arms.

A horrified expression on her face, she quickly held them closer, while the ring of guys formed a closer wall, hiding her from view.

"First of all, you'll never get any child, and secondly, why?" Jay asked, always the leader.

Smirking, he pointed at Atlanta again, but this time more to Alex, nestled in the crook of her arm.

"Do you not realise the power that that child holds? He could rival even my powers of nature...and so can the other one, with her power of fire and flame..."

He suddenly stopped talking, a wide smile on his face.

"So, you do not know of the new prophecy?" he said, letting his arm fall at his side.

"What prophecy?" Archie said hesitantly.

"Every person on this planet has a prophecy about them. Not necessarily a big prophecy, but just something that will happen. It seems that two pairs of twins will hold great power, and one of those twins is nestled in the arms of that wretch over there..."

If Pan had wanted to say anything else, he was cut short by Archie's fist in his jaw.

Falling to the floor, Herry and Jay grabbed him under the arms, pulling the unconscious god towards the exit. Throwing him outside, they quickly went back to the room, where Atlanta was trying feebly to stand.

"Lannie, you just gave birth, take it easy!" Archie was saying, trying to push his wife back on the bed.

"I have to know if it's true! I have to see the oracle!" she said, her eyes wild.

Starring at his wife with a defeated expression, Archie quickly bundled up the kids, ready to put them in the car.

"Fine, but after that, we either come back here or go back home!" he said.

Struggling to hold his twins and help his wife at the same time, he was very relieved when Jay took Alex, and Theresa took Amber, letting Archie carry Atlanta to Herry's truck.

Tying the kids in the special baby chairs, they drove off to the corner that the Oracle stayed at.

Parking in a nearby parking lot, the seven heroes and additional babies walked the short distance to the corner store, where the Oracle was still eating sushi and selling papers.

Turning his sightless eyes on the arriving group, he smiled, putting down his sushi.

"Hello there, heroes. Ah, I see that you have brought the young ones, eh?" he said, chuckling.

Before anyone could talk, the oracle lifted his gnarled hand, commanding silence.

"I know why you are here. I do indeed have a prophecy for the children, and I will indeed tell you..."

Taking his sunglasses off, opalescent eyes where revealed, swirling with millions of colors. Opening his palm, a ball of pure white light appeared, illuminating all their features.

"Four of them there shall be,

And yes, I said four, not three,

Two pairs of twins, born seven months apart,

The elements they shall control,

Earth, water, air and fire,

But the power shall take its toll..."

"A jealous god shall arise,

A god that all the heroes despise,

He will take the one,

With the gift of earth,

The one that he wanted,

At his birth.

I know this prophecy is long,

But listen to my mourning song,

Before the year is over,

Someone will be gone..."

Putting his glasses back on, the oracle resumed eating his sushi, dismissing the seven heroes.

Heading back to the truck, Atlanta held her daughter closer, as if wanting to protect her from everything, while Archie held Alex, watching his wife at the same time.

"So, what do you think the prophecy means?" Jay asked.

Stopping, Odie scratched his chin thoughtfully.

"Well, I'd say that Amber and Alex, as well as Jay and Theresa's twins, will each have a power over an element...and that Alex is the one that will have power over the earth, while Amber controls fire. That leaves wind and water for Theresa's twins..."

Frowning, Theresa crossed her arms over her womb, shielding the children she was carrying.

"And what about the jealous god?" Atlanta said.

"Well, that's not hard," Archie sneered. "Pan is jealous of Alex's power, and well, let's face it, we all hate his guts."

All nodding, the seven decided to all head back to the apartment building that they all lived in now. Neil had gotten it for them, using the favour that the manager owed him.

Heading up to the fifth floor, Atlanta and Archie deposited their babies in their separate cribs. Already, they looked much stronger than normal babies, probably because of their two sided hero heritage.

"Good night, my sleeping angels," Atlanta whispered, kissing both of them on the forehead. Rubbing her back, Archie guided her back to their bedroom, right next to the nursery.

Tomorrow, they would secure the house.