Dusk Hargreeves, aka Number Eight is not like the other kids, her raging temper can turn her into a phoenix. Throughout childhood, her powers cause strained relationships between her and her other siblings, all except for Klaus and Viktor.
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"AAAUGH! GET THIS BABY OUT OF ME!" A woman around twenty screamed in the middle of the local grocery store. She was in labor, but the problem was that she was never pregnant to begin with. Her screams echoed throughout the store, and a few employees rushed to her side and tried to calm her down. "We're going to get you to a hospital, okay?" One of them said to her. The woman shook her head and let out another scream as a contraction ripped through her delicate body.
"No! This baby is coming now!" She groaned. The employees gently laid her onto the ground and tried to keep the crowd of shoppers at bay as they delivered the baby. "One more big push!" The second employee told her. The woman complied, and a few moments later, out came a baby's loud and piercing cry. "It's a girl, ma'am. A beautiful little girl," The new mother suddenly felt her heart fill up with relief and happiness, but also confusion as the employees handed her the towel-wrapped infant.
The raven-haired baby latched onto her mother's chest, and her cries quickly subsided. "How did this happen? I wasn't pregnant," The woman muttered to herself. But this was not a once-in-a-blue-moon occurrence. Forty-two other babies were born around the world under these same strange circumstances.
Later that night back at the young woman's apartment, there came a knock from the front door and standing outside was a man with a monocle named Sir Reginald Hargreeves. He had heard about this astonishing event with these miracle children and asked the woman if she wanted to give up the child for adoption. She was stunned by this, but when she heard the amount of money she'd be paid, she took the deal, desperately needing the money to settle her financial struggles.
She handed the baby over and said goodbye to her daughter, and then Reginald took the bundle to his mansion where seven other babies were sleeping soundly in the nursery. "Welcome to your new home, Number Eight," Reginald said as one of the nannies wheeled her pram next to the others.
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