Dark Rebellion: A Ramattra x Reader story. (COMPLETE)

Death brings new life

"negative...again"
The omnic looked down disappointed, letting out a sigh he leans his weight against a wall.
"It's not your fault, hun. Well keep trying..."
You reassured him. Placing a hand on his cheek then kissing him.

Ramattra leaned into your touch, the only way he found comfort these days, yet he was getting desperate. After the second negative test, he began meditating again. Praying that some miracle would happen, every morning and right before bed he prayed, meditated, even begged.
You've never seen him this way, you didn't know what to do other than to let him hope and find comfort in what he still believes in.

One day. Ramattra came up to you, he was silent but you knew he had a lot going on in his mind, he took your hand and put it on his cheek. Eventually, he fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around you, hugging you and pressing his forehead against your stomach. He stayed like that for probably ten minutes, during that time you heard him whispering to himself.
"Please, give me the opportunity to create life. To create something I can call mine. Give me this, I'll watch it grow...I'll grow with it. As a father and husband..."

How it made you feel guilty, you blamed yourself. Can I not have kids? Is it because I'm not worthy?
Your relationship with Ramattra was strong, yet this battle was tearing you both apart. He was becoming distant, whenever you tried again he wouldn't finish. Oftentimes he would stay up at night, doubling his dosage of activator as well. Why was this so important to him all of a sudden?

"Ramattra, Tekhartha is about to speak. You wanna watch it with me...?"
Sitting down, in front of the TV you watched the upcoming speech, yet Ramattra had no interest.
He could hear his teacher speak from the TV speakers.
Listening to Tekhartha was almost sensational. You thought back on the times you spoke with him while staying at his monastery, how he made you tea and taught you new things. Truly a tragedy.
As you watched the Live video on TV, Tekhartha was escorted off the stage. People were confused, murmuring to each other and looking around. Whoever was the cameraman kept following Tekhartha from afar.
Ramattra finally looked at the TV, you slowly stood up from your seat.

Bang!

People we're screaming. Terrified and in shock about that one split second. The broadcast ended immediately...in shock you turned to him.
"Ramattra..."
He stared blank as he can only process what just happened.
"Ramattra...? We should go to bed. We...you need to relax okay?"

His fingers curled into his palm. Without a word he walks out of the house, falling to he knees he looks up at the sky screaming out.
"Why must I be punished!?"
You hear this as you followed behind him, joining him by his side you gently place a hand on his back running it up and down.
"What have I done? I have only fought for what I believed in! Why am I being punished...?" He turns to you, and you smile saddened. You felt how much pain he was in and it made you sob. You cried right in front of him.

"I don't know why we're being punished. But all I know is that you have to stop blaming yourself for things you can not control...you know I love you, and I want to experience your battles and help you through them...but punishing yourself is something I can not help you with."
You hold his cheek, kissing the top of his head.
"Ramattra, we will make something in due time. But I think something is telling you that you're not ready...don't think of it as a punishment. More of a lesson."
He takes a second to process what you said, he sighed slowly lowering himself. His head rested against your chest.
"Yes, my love..."

After that day, there was constant news about the incident. We couldn't escape it. We agreed to no longer use any media, not until it died down. That gave Ramattra the opportunity to figure out himself, hopefully through his meditation that he had been doing since.

He opened himself to you again, instead of focusing on the future he focused on what was happening now. He fell for you again, so did you.
During the day he'd make you breakfast, you sat at the table eating and he would meditate. You spoke about trying again, one more time.
"You know there is a saying, death brings new life..."

That night, you walked with him, taking a trail that was paved from constantly walking on it. You sat together in a small secluded spot, staring up at the stars and talking about each other's fantasies. Of course, how can this not be a turn on for you...that night you made love to him, hard. You loved him even at his weakest point and he made love to you when you needed it the most.
You locked eyes with him, oh the stars in his eyes...

Two weeks have passed, the flower blooms, Ramattra sat outside doing his meditation this morning. You were in the bathroom feeling oddly nauseous?

Ramattra sighed peacefully, he was coming to terms with himself. He knew to take it little by little and whatever lesson was thrown at him he'd tackle it. It was rewarding on this day.
His attention turned to you once he felt your touch run along his shoulder.
You sat beside him and held out a test.
"Positive...?"
Ramattra spoke, you nodded, you had tears in your eyes. Ramattra chuckled out loud and he pulled you in for a hug. Holding each other you sighed in relief as the battle was over.
"I'm so proud of you..."
You whispered to Ramattra and he kissed the side of your head.
"Thank you..."