Night of Fate, Kinomi [black authors fiction TXT] 📗

hand on my stomach. “She’s growing too fast,” I croaked looking at my already bloated stomach.
Shing looked confused. “Why is that so bad?”
“My body can’t change that fast. At the rate she’s growing—“
“It’s a girl?” he asked.
“Yes—but at this rate, I’ll deliver her next month,” I said knowing there was nothing I could do.
Shing looked like he had just seen a ghost. “I know that’s not good.”
“Let’s just hope she’s okay,” I said leaning on Shing.
He nodded. “There’s nothing you can do?”
I shook my head.
He sighed.

One month later

“AGH!” I screamed sitting up in our bed. “Shing…get Kein!” I choked as I felt sudden pains.
Shing sat up as fast as he could and shuffled to get out the door. “Be back in a minute,” he said putting a shirt on.
“Hurry up!” I yelled.
Kein rushed in within a matter of minutes. “Already?” he asked confused.
“Hurry up, Kein!” I demanded.
Kein was already getting ready.
Shing was about to offer his hand, but he remembered what happened when I was giving birth to Ryuu and Hana. He looked around.
“Here,” he said handing me a smooth round rock to hold onto.
I squeezed it as hard as I could.
The stone cracked in half, but I kept squeezing.
Kein looked up at me. “Push…!”
Shing looked away looking very pale.
“Shing, go away!” I said knowing he wasn’t enjoying this one bit…but neither was I.
Shing took that as a hint and left the room.
When he closed the door he started pacing.
Hana and Ryuu watched him not knowing what was going on.
“Daddy, why is mama screaming?” Ryuu finally asked.
Shing started to answer, but put his hand over his mouth and kept pacing.
“AGH!” I screamed again.
Shing shivered. “Birth…I hate it,” he said stopping to rub his temples.
The kids both cocked their heads. “Huh?”
“Deafening screams…crying…ugh,” he said going back to pacing.
I screamed once again relieved that it was almost over.
Shing stopped to listen.
He heard crying then smiled. He opened the door to see Kein drying the baby girl off.
I was panting, about to pass out.
I tried to keep my eyes open, alas, they were too heavy.
Before I completely closed my eyes I saw Shing holding the baby.

When I woke up Shing was beside me on the bed looking straight at the floor. Looking like he had just witnessed murder.
I looked at him. “Shing…what’s wrong?” I asked. I looked around to see Kein doing the same thing Shing was: sitting on the bed looking at the floor horrified.
“Kein…Shing…what happened? Where’s my baby?” I asked.
Shing didn’t move, other than to close his eyes and turn his head away.
Kein looked at me saddened.
I gasped as I started to cry. “She’s alright, right?” I asked, lying to myself. “My baby girl is safe, right?”
Kein shook his head slowly then stood up. “She…,” he looked away. “She died ten minutes after being born…,” he said. “I’m sorry.”
Time seemed to slow down after Kein spoke.
As if I didn’t hear it correctly I looked at Shing.
He was nearing tears. “It’s true…,” he whispered looking up.
“No…y-you’re both lying!” I said denying the truth. “Not my baby!”
Shing put his hand on mine to try to comfort not only me but him as well.
My sobs softened. “Not my baby…,” I whispered. The baby I never even saw…. I thought crying.
Before anyone could stop me, I stood up and went into the other room.
“Mikazuki; you shouldn’t be moving around yet!” Shing said trying to coax me back into the room. “Please lie down.”
I looked away. “No…I’m fine,” I said healing myself of anything that would have killed a regular human.
“Mama, are you ok? What’s going on?” Hana asked.
“Why were you in there for so long? Your belly is flat again, did something happen?” Ryuu asked.
I looked away. They didn’t even know…. I thought walking towards the front door. “Everything is fine kids, daddy and I are just…a little sad about something,” I said looking away.
“Stay here and comfort your father…I’ll be back later,” I said walking out the door.
Quickly, I ran to the valley. I put up the strongest barrier I could in my weak form. Even Shing would have a hard time getting it down; by the time he would have started taking it down I would have known then put up another. I made the barrier make it seem like the valley wasn’t even there, nothing could be heard from it.
I let out a scream in agony. Falling to my knees, I cried to my heart’s content.
Mother…father…. Why must I go through this kind of pain? It is the worst kind of pain there is…losing a loved one. I thought burying my head in my knees. “Mom…dad…I’m lost without you…,” I cried.
I remembered father’s sword. Looking to my side, I saw my sword was attached.
I took my sword—sheath and all—and took it off my belt. “Never will I fight with this sword again. No good has come of it…,” I said looking at it. It was the one that I had made after mother and father had died.
I swear from this day only to use father’s…for guidance. I will always wear mother’s necklace…and brother’s wrist band. I thought. Since none of these items were with me, I simply teleported them to me.
Each one of the items that my family had left meant something different, and each one of them held some of their Spirit, a way that I could always be in touch with them.
My mother’s silver chain necklace started to form around my neck, as well as my brother’s leather wrist band around my wrist.
My father’s sword appeared at my side.
Father, mother, brother…. Please, give me guidance. I thought closing my eyes.


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Publication Date: 06-25-2010

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