Alyssa was dancing merrily, shuffling her body in awkward moves. "You might want to enjoy your last night out in a million gazillion years." Emmalyn reminded, her feet hanging over the arm of the sports ground chair. The duo were relaxing in the front row of the Ultor Dome stadium seats, watching Maero and a few other contestants alter, modify and prep their beastly trucks. "Well of course I shall be enjoying this night my friend!" she countered, rubbing her occupied tummy. "You think you'd want kids anytime soon?" Alyssa wondered aloud, glancing at her friend.
"Ha! Not right now. To be honest, we haven't even thought about that." She responded, seeing Matt out of the corner of her eye. "Yo, Matt over here!" she called out, waving at him. Soon after he joined the two, others began to literally pour into the arena, chatting loudly. Emmalyn sat correctly, placing her feet on the gray concrete. There was a polyglass shield between the trio and the main arena where Maero and his opponent were already situated. The crew signaled thumbs up and a few Brotherhood hooted and hollered.
The contenders clambered into their respective trucks, starting their engines and revving them for the crowds and all the while, waiting for the moment to commence. The earsplitting buzz of the horn resonated throughout the Ultor Dome; the crowd's liveliness grew exponentially. Together the automobiles sped through the dirt arena and magically flying over a lengthy row of demolished clunkers. Emmalyn and the others rose from their seats, screaming so loud as if their cheers would magically push Maero past his rival. The pitch became silent, all eyes were on the Atlasbreaker soaring above ground and slamming to the ground below.
Joy waved over the crew while watching Maero climb to victory. Emmalyn jumped in joy, but was ripped from her celebration by the tap on her shoulder. "Emmy, get Matt, we've got to leave now." Alyssa winced, holding onto her belly. "Alyssa, what's the matter?" she responded and turning to see the ordeal. "Did your water just break?" she shrieked over the noisy throng. Alyssa could barely speak, only bobbing her head. Water was pervading through her jeans. Emmalyn wrapped her arms around Alyssa's back, and her shoulder around her neck. "Matt, Alyssa's in labor!" she yelled at the man, nudging his leg with her foot.
With eyes wide, he came to the other side of his girlfriend, who was oddly silent, only cringing in dull pain. Before leaving the arena, Emmalyn glanced back and catching Maero's eyes – who knew well had been transpiring. "Please, hurry up." Alyssa whispered, doubled over with hands on her knees. "Wait here, I've gotta get the truck." Matt shouted over his shoulder, already bolting at break neck speeds. "Its gonna be alright, just breathe." Emmalyn calmed, running her fingers through Alyssa's fine mane. Nearly two minutes later, Matt's Legion came scurrying around the bend.
Emmalyn shuffled to help Alyssa in the passenger's side, her face showed her current misery. "Come with me." She whined, giving her a saddened gaze. Emmalyn climbed into the backseat, holding her hand. The ride to the hospital was surprisingly short; the streets of Stilwater are normally empty in the night.
Emmalyn sat in the maternity ward waiting room, finding herself eerily creeped out by the wide-eyed, ecstatic children on the magazines. She shoved her knees close to her chest and fiddled with the laces on her boots. A couple of additional Brotherhood soon joined the waiting game. "How long is this going to take?" Miguel called out to the nurse at the station. "Possibly all night, shoot, maybe until tomorrow night." She answered. Her replies were muffled sighs and groans. Emmalyn retreated to the insides of her fuzzy jacket and was lulled into an uncomfortable nap.
She was awoken to the sounds of Matt scuttling down the hallway. "Matt, what the hell are you doing?" one of the members groaned, all had been asleep. "He's here damnit! Why else would I be this excited!" he shouted. A nurse shushed him. Emmalyn rose from her seat, her body aching due to lengthy contortion. "And what do I call him?" she yawned, stretching high to the ceiling. "Nathaniel James Granger." He answered, beaming greatly. "Good luck dude, I'm gonna get some air." She congratulated sleepily.
Emmalyn stood outside, the wintry air snapped her awake. "This is just what I needed." She sighed, leaning against the white brick wall that surrounded the hospital. From a distance, she could hear a bumping techno melody rolling down the street – which meant only one thing, a Ronin was approaching. Her suspicion was dead on, as a Wakazashi sped through the parking lot. Emmalyn grasped her gun from its holster, taking off its safety. The car came to a halt directly in front of her. The door slowly opened and the woman driver snaked from the vehicle. "Now that's no way to greet your big sister after all these years." The woman teased, flipping her long hair over her shoulder.
"What the hell? Eliza, what do you want?" Emmalyn quizzed dumbfounded. She didn't answer right away, instead, taking the time to examine her sister. "Gee, they weren't lying were they?" she noted. "I didn't believe it until I saw you a few months ago. I still can't believe it." She remarked and Emmalyn had her gun locked and loaded. "I came for a proposition." She finally answered, "and lower the damn gun."
Emmalyn lowered it slightly, "What's this proposition?" she inquired defensively. Eliza began to pace back and forth, hands on her waist. "Join the Ronin." She bluntly told her. Emmalyn was knocked back. "No." was her response. Eliza seemed offended, "Why not? You know what'll happen if we remain on opposite sides." Emmalyn gave Eliza a side eye, "Are you serious? We were always on opposite sides and no is my final answer. Fuck you and the Ronin. You're dead to me Eliza." She snapped.
She placed a hand on her chest, mocking offense. "Well, well, well someone's grown up. You'll regret this sister. The Ronin is going to take over Stilwater and when we do, you'll want in and by this time it'll be too late." She said, getting back into her car and speeding off.