The Lost Daughter

Dynamite Dominion

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!"

A scream erupted into the air and through the halls of the hospital. Flame Dominion winced before dashing off towards the operating room. There, he was met by the doctors.

"Ah, are you the father of the baby?" one asked.

"Yes…" Flame nodded slowly. "How is it going?"

"Mrs. Greenbank is half-way there, and the baby is just about out," another doctor spoke. "We'll need you to stay out here and wait for the labor to be over, alright?"

"Alright," Flame sighed and headed over to sit down at one of the seats in the waiting room.

More screams came, along with swears and shrieks of rage. Flame yawned as he waited, glancing down at his phone to check the time. As he did, there was a ring from his phone, and he answered the call.

"Hello?"

["Flame? Mi amor?"] The voice of his wife, Phoenix Dominion's voice echoed through the phone. ["How's it going in the hospital?"]

"Krisha is still in labor, but it'll be over soon, I'm sure it will be," Flame chuckled. "She's already cursing the child out, so I have no doubt that our baby will go to me,"

["At least she agreed to have the baby transfer to us,"] Phoenix sighed in relief from the other line. ["So is it a boy or a girl?"]

"We'll see later on," Flame reassured her. "Oh, the screaming stopped. The baby must be out. I have to go, I love you, Phoenix,"

["I love you too, good luck!"]

With that, the call ended. Flame sighed and kept his phone as the doctor came out, holding a bundle in his arms.

"Great news! It's a girl!"

"It is…?" Flame glanced down at the child.

It really was a baby girl, looking exactly like Krisha, but she was yellow, as yellow as the sunshine, with red flower designs on her skin. She squirmed as she was transferred to his tires, prompting her to open eyes, which were black as coal.

"Wow…" Flame smiled down at his child. "You're so beautiful…"

"Sir, the mother of the child would like to see you both," another doctor said, coming out of the room.

"Of course," Flame nodded and followed after the doctor.

They entered the room to find Krisha on the bed, a scowl on her face. She turned her head and growled down at the child.

"How 'amazing'! It's yellow! Just like you!" she huffed.

"Whatever color SHE is, she is perfect just the way she is," Flame sighed.

"Ugh, whatever," Krisha rolled her eyes. "Take her, raise her or kill her, I don't CARE what you with her! All I want is to get RID of that pesky child!"

"Well, if YOU hadn't forced yourself onto me then this wouldn't have happened,"

"I was BORED, Flame," Krisha smirked. "What did you expect me to do? I love to have fun, but I absolutely HATE KIDS!"

"Yes, I know that," Flame shook his head and turned. "Then I will be off to take my daughter back to my household. Goodbye."

"Ugh, leave, for all I care," Krisha turned away with a hiss. "But before you go, I'd like to remind you that she still came from ME."

"Why remind me of that?" Flame asked, turning back.

"Because I want to name her… Dynamite,"

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"Mom! Mom! Is Dad back yet?!" 3-year old Blaze asked as he ran around the house.

"No, not yet, and he'll be here with your baby sibling!" Phoenix giggled, scooping him up.

"Hooray! New baby sibling!" Blaze cheered with a giggle. "Is new baby boy or girl?"

"I don't know, but always remember that even if he or she looks different, the baby would still be your new sibling, alright?"

"Okie, Mom!"

Ding Dong!

"Yay! Dad's here!" Blaze jumped out of Phoenix's tires and zoomed to the door.

"Woah, woah! Careful, Blaze! Slow down!"

Phoenix drove after him as the red truck opened the door. She smiled when they were met by her husband, who held a bundle in his tires.

"Flame, you're home,"

"Yes, I am," Flame kissed her cheek then he turned to pat Blaze's head. "And hey, kiddo!"

"Hey, Dad!" Blaze giggled. "Is that sibling?! Boy or girl?!"

"Ha ha, it's a girl," Flame chuckled and lowered down for him to see the baby.

"Ooh!" Blaze's eyes lit up. "Little sister!"

"She's beautiful, Flame," Phoenix smiled as she drove over. "Have you thought of a name for her?"

Flame sighed. "Krisha… she… she gave a name for her… since she IS her mother by blood…"

"Oh, I see," Phoenix still smiled as she leaned over at the other. "So what name did she choose for her?"

"Dynamite," Flame replied.

"Dynamite Dominion," Phoenix giggled. "I like the sound of that, don't you?"

"Yeah… I do," Flame grinned. "Would you like to hold her?"

"Me?" Phoenix was taken back by the request before nodding. "Of course,"

Flame gently transferred little Dynamite to the tires of his wife. Phoenix adjusted her hold as Dynamite opened her eyes. The woman cooed.

"Aww, Dynamite…" she giggled. "I might not be the mother that you were born from, but I'll always be your mother, now and forever,"

"And I always your big brother!" Blaze cried out. "I promise to protect little sister!"

"Thatd a good promise, you two," Flame laughed as he picked up his son. "And I promise to always be there for you, my dearest daughter," He held Dynamite's cheek as the baby cooed. "I promise it with my life."