Emma was dead quiet when she was finally out. She was traumatized for life. She now knew where babies came from and where they came out and she has firmly decided that she is never having kids of her own.
That short asshole was cackling his head off and she was definitely going to hit him where she had hit Yuuga when he threatened her the first time. That seemed to work quite well on guys and that demon-god thing was a guy so it should work on him too right?
The fact that he had immediately shut up at that thought only served to prove her correct and she gave a small smile. Now she knew how to hurt the smug bastard.
"She's not crying! Is she…" That was Mama. Emma's head was washed off and had some kind of soft wall, a blanket she realized, wrapped around it but she managed to turn her head enough to see Mama.
Mama was laying on a bed that didn't look comfy and was sweating and panting more than she had been that night on top of the wall. Her hair was down and all over the place…she looked a bit younger too but then again the last time Emma saw Mama she was in her 30s and this Mama wasn't even 20 yet if Emma's math was right.
Mama's eyes were glued to Emma's though and she looked so scared, Emma never saw Mama that scared before. Emma reached out towards Mama, spotting her own tiny hand and cursing how small she was in her head, and gave a gurgle noise that was meant to be an 'I'm okay Mama' and a bright smile.
That made Mama's eyes water and she looked so happy and relieved.
"The girl is alive and healthy by all accounts. She's early though so we'll have to be careful. Get her to one of the incubators!" The man holding her said handing her to another woman dressed like Mama was. Another Mom or Sister then? Emma didn't recognize this one but then again she hadn't really met or got to see the others for long last time.
"A girl." Mama's voice was soft, barely a whisper…and Emma belatedly realized that she shouldn't have been able to hear Mama but she had. Mama sounded so relieved and happy that Emma was a girl.
Maybe Mama wanted Emma to be a Mom candidate again? Honestly she didn't blame Mama for that. She had just been trying to save who she could in her own way, trying to spare Emma from pain and all and make her distance herself from everyone to no longer feel it.
Now that Mama really was her mama…maybe mama just wanted to make sure that at least one of her children would live? After all while Norman had been taken to Lamba and lived…and Emma had been able to become a Mom if she had wanted to…Ray…it wasn't likely he would have been anything but food.
"This one is so quiet." The lady holding her said to another lady and Emma felt herself being put down somewhere soft and warm and she saw a lid thing start coming down.
"Look at her eyes. She's already following our movements and aware…that's unheard of." The other lady said to the first one but the noise was muffled when the lid closed. It got a lot warmer all of a sudden too and Emma scrunched her nose up in discomfort.
"Wasn't one of the children supposed to be an experimental child? I heard some scientists talking the other day about how one of the pregnant women was carrying an experiment. A cursed child." The first lady said and Emma could hardly make out what they were saying. Something about a curse and carrying? Who was carrying a curse? They better not mean a cursed life like Ray had said before. If they were talking about Ray she was going to kick their ass as soon as she got out of this stupid blanket and this stupid box that was far too warm!
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FanfictionDISCLAIMER: (SLOW UPDATE) CREDITS to the rightful owner I didn't own anything here specially the Promise Neverland.. what if...that's a very good question. What if. The tiny demon god had taken Emma's memories, her mind really and wiped it clean wh...