History InformationHistory: --Introduction--[/b]
The air of the night held something ominous. Thick clouds had rolled in, seeming to swallow all light from the heavens, cloaking the world in a shroud of darkness. It was as if the Gods themselves wished not to shine their light down upon the event taking place in the “Women’s & Children’s” section of the University Hospital of Houston, Texas; room 1408.
What was taking place you may ask?
Nothing that should have seemed out of the ordinary. No, not at all. In fact, it was what would appear to most to be a joyous occasion. The birth of a child, two children for that matter, a set of beautiful twin baby girls. New life being breathed into the world.
But there was something wrong with this picture. Instead of happiness, the young mother turned away as her daughters was offered to her. Tears flowing down her face as she shook her head.
“No, get them away from me.”
Her sobbed pleas causing a pained look upon the faces of those who had assisted in the birth. What were they to do? The mother clearly did not want the children. But why? They were beautiful. Dark hair and the most startling set of icy blue eyes. Their complexion soft and creamy in nature. It was clear from the moment they entered this world that they would indeed be beautiful young women one day.
The doctor would move from where he stood, taking the children from the nurse which coddled them close to her breast. A few heavy steps taking him to once more bring the babies face to face with their Mother.
“You do not wish to at least look upon your daughters?”
He pushed the babies toward her. The little infants screaming out for the warmth of their Mother’s touch. To hear that familiar sound of their Mother’s voice. It was all they had known in this short lifetime of theirs. But still the girl would shake her had and allow tears to softly slip from her eyes. She was young; only 15 at the time and did not wish to have the responsibility of raising a child. Especially twins. Not to mention that deep within her mind lurked a monster. A sickness which spread through her entire form and threatened to consume her. Threatened to consume the children they now tried to push at her.
“No! Get them away from me!”
Be it words spoken out of desperation, or a fierce need to try and protect the children from herself nobody would ever know. She would give up the children, be done with them. Wash her hands of the situation and that would be that.
Just then the door to the room flew open. A man; no, it could not have been a man. He was far too large for any mere man. His size alone enough to make those within the room shrink away, pressing against the wall as their eyes followed him. The girl, the mother, would look up, a happiness seeming to seep into her features as she reached for him.
But he simply looked at her and would then turn to the doctor who was holding the child protectively in his arms.
“I wish to see them. Now. Give them to me.”
His tone commanding. Something that said he would not be denied. Not that anyone would dare challenge him. He was large enough and seemed to emit enough power to say with no words at all that he could crush them all in a single instant.
The doctor moved forward, his shaky arms holding out the small infants to the large man. He would have done anything to get this scary figure from the room.
The large man reached out, taking the children and scoffing as he looked down upon them. A look of anger and hate filling his features as he shook his head. Moving over to the girl who still reached for him and shoving the infants into her arms.
“You have failed me! Keep these abominations and do not allow me to see them again!”
Hate showed in his eyes as he looked at her. His words sounding off the walls and causing everyone to cower in fear. Then, as simple as that, he turned on his heels. Leaving the room and not once looking back. The young girl left there, with a now screaming infants and nothing but darkness filling her heart.[/ul]
-------4 Years Later The Nightmare Continues------[/color]
It was all he said to her that she could remember, her little hands reaching out for Teddy as she continued to struggle. But he did not stop nor did she ever get her bear….instead she was shoved into the back of a car, her sister already there and both of them crying softly.
She would crawl over to her sister, tears falling down her dirty little face as she felt her sister wrap her tiny arms about her.
They were going to be okay right??
She hoped so, because she did not know what was going on……But at least she had her Sissy……..
Or so she thought……………….[/ul]
------8 Years Later Why Me?------------New School, New Start------
