Sage stared at the boxes containing her children with half-open eyes, completely oblivious to anything else but their still, small forms. She could remember the pain she had felt, the feeling she had gotten and the sensations that had came from her body. When they came out, not crying, nor whimpering, she hadn't felt anything. No sadness, no nothing.
The doctors prepared themselves for the caesarian. The instruments were ready, the nurses were ready. Sage wasn't.
"What... is going on?" She asked when a doctor cleansed her abdomen.
He didn't answer. Instead, he traced a line and asked for restrains. Sage was unable to move as she watched the scalpel approach her softened shell. She begged.
"Three... two..."
"No.."
"One."
The scalpel pierced the shell and followed the line made by the marker. Sage screamed her pain at the feeling, even worse that the doctor was doing it oh so slow. She knew he had to to ensure that the cut was well made, but still.
"Oh, please stop!"
Once the cut was finished, they stretched the opening to grab the first child, the advanced one. He didn't cry, he didn't move. He was still. As the second child was freed, Sage's vision blackened. She could hear everything, but she had no power to see as if she had fallen asleep... or was dead.
Vert smiled brightly at his son while he wait for Sage to awaken. He was so excited to see her hold her sons for the first time. He couldn't wait. Even tough Sol was near the bed, holding the other son while speaking in what seemed like Sentient dialect, which was very close to latin. The baby was calm, as he was the smaller and more fragile.
"Veeeeeerrrrrt?" The Crimson One heard. He turned brightly.
"Oh, my baby, you are fine!" Sage's mother exclaimed. She hugged her daughter.
"Where..."
Sol handed her her first son and Sage held him to her chest. He stayed still, taking advantage of her warmth.
"My beautiful Solo..." She murmured as Vert handed her her second son. Sage kissed his brow. "Lucas. Yes, you shall be Lucas."
Vert and Sol ignored each other, watching Sage enjoy the company of her sons. All three survived, luckily and miraculously as the doctors kept saying.
Agura thanked the nice lady who showed her the room Sage was in. The young huntress grabbed the little basket she had placed on the ground. There was a bouquet of flowers, a set of baby clothes and a few little toys. She didn't know why she was acting so nice to Sage, but she figured she should do something. Sage survived a deadly pregnancy.
"Agura, you did not wait for me." Tezz called behind her. He ran and grabbed her hand in his, giving her a hug. Then, both of his hands found her belly and he gave her a little smile. Agura smiled back and hugged him.
"I am... happy." Tezz murmured in her ear. Agura hugged him tighter.
The end! I'm happy and proud of myself! See ya, guys!