Three days went by and it was almost the end of the week.
Dynamis sat on the couch in the room reading out of one of the books he had gotten, and had yet to return, from the Zeusis libaray, it was about parenting. As he did so he pondered on the subject of his amusement.
Did Rago know how to change a diaper?
Feed a baby properly?
Or anything about taking care of a child in general?
'I'm sure that Rago has... Some skills of taking care of a child... I hope.'
Sighing the greyette placed the book down and laid back on the couch's seat, closing his eyes and resting his hands on his stomach. As he did so a queasy feeling entered his system, as if his insides were in pain. He didn't know why but it wasn't the same pain as before when the baby had a power surge, it was more of a... Guilty feeling? Like he had done something terrible.
Pushing the mysterious feeling aside he preceded to take a well needed nap to relax his thoughts.
Darkness, that was all he could see.
It was so inviting, so warm yet cold at the same time.
Dynamis looked around as a scene materialized, he smiled at what he saw.
It was a lush, quiet field surrounded by a clear sky with a weeping willow in the middle of it all. Walking over to the tree he could practically feel the long grass graze his bare feet and the smell of fresh air entering his lungs. Reaching over his frail finger tips lightly ran themselves over the willow's bark, what a feeling!
"Dynamis!" He heard a particular deep voice call. "Over here!"
Spinning around he saw the owner of the call before jogging over to the said person, it was Rago. Once the greyette made it to his lover he gave him a hug and a short peck on the lips.
"What are you doing here?" Dynamis asked only to have his hand taken and to be lead back to the weeping tree, a small blush coated his cheeks.
"I'm only here because you want me to be," Rago answered sitting down, pulling the other down with him. "So love, how do you feel?" Blinking the younger shrugged before leaning his head against the blacky's shoulder, closing his eyes in the processes.
"Fine I guess..."He snuggled closer to Rago as they sat there. Sweet silence plucked the scenery, the feeling was beautiful. He had no idea how long they sat there.
Seconds...
Minutes...
Hours...
It didn't matter...
None of it did...
All that mattered was that they were together, that nothing would split them apart...
Suddenly that warm and loving left and was replaced with something cold and lonely, he opened his orbs to find darkness.
"Rago? The preggy asked looking around, he seemed to be alone. "Ra-!?" Before he could finish the call pain crackled though his body making his fragile frame crash to the ground. Instantly he went to clutch the score of the pain, his stomach but, it was gone.
Panic, fear and total hysteria took hold as he stared at the gaping hole in the middle of his body, there was nothing. No insides, no organs, no... Child. Blue eyes went wide as tears welled in them, where was his child? Their child? Everything left in Dynamis shattered.
It was all over...
No Rago...
No baby...
Just the sheer coldness of the dark...
Reaching upward a shaky, tanned hand went to wipe away his tears only to stop dead in his tracks. Slowly he pulled his hand back to stare in pure horror at what was on it, blood.
The reddest and most gruesome he had ever seen.
He began to shake terribly now as he tried to warp his head around all that had just happened.
Eyes wide he let out a horrendous scream.
He didn't want this, not in the least!