The hooded man dropped into the trapped door. Then he lit a torch and treaded down the spiral stair case. At the bottom of the stairs he proceeded across a pitch black hall way; the only light coming from his torch.
As he made his way the sound of screams and gasping came to his ears. He opened the last door on the right, light flooding into the hallway. In the room stood two women hunched over a young girl in labor.
He hooded man stood in the corner and watched as the girl brought forth a baby full of more power then she herself knew, and watched the young lady die in the process.
The women handed him the baby and dragged the girls body out of the room.
The man stared into the young face of his deadliest enemy. At that moment he had no idea of this, at that moment he only thought he was holding a weapon, a weapon that would bring him the power to rule both worlds.
As he filled with joyous laughter, another father in another part of the world was filled with joyous tears. For his child was born at the exact same time and he was happier then ever.
Him and his wife finally were able to have a son and now their lives were complete. Little did they know their son would save their race from being sold into slavery for a higher powered race.