The Twins

Chapter Twenty One: Natalie's Little Problem

I'm about to tell you something life changing, so pay attention. The information I'm about to tell you, no one, not even me would ever expect. Remember when i said nat had gotten pregnant, well we thought almost for certain it died. Unbeknownst to us, the baby was a were-siphoner, when nat was being turned, the baby felt it. And it did something almost impossible had i not known of magic, i wouldn't believe it myself. It siphoned from her, protecting itself in a cocoon of some sort, so yes to answer all of your eager questions Natalie Steller is pregnant somehow the magical little baby inside her had kept itself alive. A miracle baby if you will.

I was still sitting with Aiden at the tree when I heard the first scream, it was my little sister. I got up with every ounce of sheer willpower and used it to vamp speed to her blowing sparks from the fire at the betas in the process. "Nat, are you ok? SISTER!!" When I got to the tent she had been making rings in, I found her collapsed on the ground, hands wrapped tightly around her stomach. "AIDEN" I yelled for the person with the most authority around me. Seconds later Aiden appeared at my side swiftly. "What happened to her?" he questioned. "I don't know she was making rings alone." Or so I thought but that's when we heard shuffles from the otherside of the tent and looked up to find one of the younger kids whom had activated his curse. "Nevermind I guess she wasn't alone, What happened?" I questioned the kid eagerly. "I'm not sure, she said something about her stomach hurting then she screamed in agony and fell over." The kid informed us the look of sheer terror on his face. "Is she going to be ok?" He asked me. "Aiden do you guys have a doctor or know where the closest hospital is?" I beg him for information. "Since she's supernatural I suggest the witch doctor down the road, her name is Madame Larue. Ask for her when you get there." I hug him gently, thankful for his help. I bend over grabbing Nat gracefully and rushing off down the road.

When I got there it was lit up with a purple glow, the building looked weird but I needed her help. I gulped allowing my fear to be swallowed along with it. Walking in through the door I ring the bell on the desk and sit Nat down on the table next to me. When a man arrives I have the feeling of unease growing deep in my stomach. "I'm looking for Madame Larue." I state clearly. The man looks me up and down, then over to nat and walks away without a word. He comes back moments later with a tall colored woman in tow behind him. Looking at me and nat once she says "I'm Madame Larue. I heard you were looking for me, young one." Young one? She doesn't look much older than me. Well she is a witch, perhaps she uses magic to keep herself ageless. "It's my sister, please I don't know what's wrong with her she just collapsed. And I can't take her to a hospital, we aren't normal." I say with a little attitude informing her we were supernatural. Being honest from the start was probably the best route of action. She was a witch after all. "I don't help your kind here." She said, Harsh, she doesn't help vampires at all? " Please I'm begging you, besides I'm part witch." She looks me up and down. "You mean you used to be a witch." She corrected or so she thought. " No, I mean I'm still a witch. Post tenebras Spero lucem." I say as a bright ball of light appears in my hand, lighting the path in front of me. "How is that possible?!?" She asks with shock. "I can explain it as you help her. Please, I really need you to help my sister." She nods once I assume this means she's going to help us. She points at nat and the man from behind the desk walks over to her and sits her limp body atop his shoulder. Carrying her towards the back. "Follow me." Is all she says I follow her and the man to the back where nat is laid on yet another table. "What happened?" She questioned me. "She was making moonlight rings when she grabbed her stomach screaming and fell over. Since then she's been out like a candle." I answer her hoping she knows how to help. She mutters some kind of spell, I don't know what it is or what it does. I just hope Nat's ok. "She's weak. It's as if something is feeding off of her. Since she had stomach pain, I'll start there. While I look tell me how you and her came to be will you?" I sigh not knowing where to begin. So I start with what we were born as. Siphoners. Then I tell it from there leaving out things like Sophia or there being a first heretic, and most definitely leaving out Shylo and Aiden. She listens intently as she works on nat, hands running over her stomach emitting some form of light. When I stop talking she looks up at me. She seems to be sad or rather sympathetic. When she spoke I made sure to tune out every other noise around me Nat was more important right now. "I'm not really sure how this is possible, but she's pregnant. And it's hurting her. It seems the baby is doing what you said you do for power, siphon, right? Well, she's draining your sister of her blood, if this continues she will desicate." She frowns and stops talking. "SHE'S PREGNANT?!? No. That's not possible. It died when she turned." I told her. She frowns again. "That baby didn't die. I promise you that. Perhaps there's a magical explanation for why the baby survived, but still, in the end, she's pregnant."

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