10-05-2015, 09:50 AM
fiasko
She’s been dreading this day all winter.It hadn’t taken her long to realize that she was pregnant. Within months of being attacked by Gryffen, her belly had begun to swell, showing proof of the child within. His child.
It horrified her, to think about it. A little thing with half of Gryffen’s genes growing away inside her, living off her. To be forced to carry it after what he did to her, what he did to the Gates … it’s torture. And she’s sure he’s loving ever minute of it.
The contractions start in the early hours of the morning, and dread instantly sets in. There’s nothing she can do - the child is coming.
She slips off into the trees to find a quiet spot to give birth. And as her body’s natural instincts take over, she can’t help but wonder … what’s the child going to be like? Will it be normal? Will it take after her? Or … will it take after its father?
The birth is easy, far easier than it’d been when she’d had the twins, and in under an hour a small sticky bundle is lying in the dirt. She stands up quickly and hesitantly approaches the figure. Through the mess of birth she can see a pale gold sabino coat - a mix of hers and Gryffen’s. Tentatively she begins to clean, licking away the mess. She soon discovers that it’s a boy and her heart sinks. Gryffen will be happy she is sure.
Then the boy turns his head to look at her and she gasps, stumbling backwards. His eyes … those eyes …
There are a chilling shade of red. Just like Gryffen’s.
The tears begin to fall then, and she crumbles to her knees. “No … no …” She hopes to God he isn’t anything like his father.
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