Birth of another McCleary:Orgins story

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Yashshauna pain came on like a tsunami; provoked and wreaking havoc on her very existence but it wasn't meant to last forever. Just until she gave birth.

Yashauna's POV

"Push, push", said my birthing mother. "Deep breaths, deep breaths now my child", she continued.

"Should I push or take deep breaths", I shouted in annoyance. In my defense, I was in too much pain. This wasn't the time for confusion.

"It seemed your mother had not prepared you for this chapter of your life; maybe try pushing with the pain and taking deep breaths in between", she said. Sadness converge upon me like a ally covered in darkness.

"You are right, she did not get a chance to prepare me for this, as she was killed before she could get the chance to prepared me for life as a McCleary", I spat out.

My mother was killed when I turned 14. I was raised solely by my father; John McCleary. However he had so much to do, he didn't have the time to walk me through this as well.

In came my aunt,"How is she doing now?", she asked

"Ok one long push now" said my birthing mother purposefully neglecting to answer my aunt's question.

I felt a sharp pain and then I felt nothing. "Is it a girl or a boy", I asked eagerly.

My birthing mother chuckled before speaking again: "silly girl, we won't know the sex of your baby till approximately 24 hours after it's birth."

"And why is that", I asked.

She turned to my aunt and spoke out of anger. "Ci Ci where were you. I would of expected you to guide this poor child. I know she should of been entrusted to me, to learn the old ways like you did. But John and Yashsena decided they would try modern parenting. Their is no room for modern parenting in our society. A child must be prepared for all the different aspects of his/her life. Now she is 25, giving birth and knows nth."

"Why don't you see for yourself child", she said as she handed my baby to me. The minute I looked down I realized what she meant by not knowing. In my hand laid a baby shaped blue-eyed shadow.

I was confused by the mere fact that I could hold my shadow in my hand. Imagine knowing this is what you gave birth to.

"Ok you may feed her now", said the birthing mother.

"Feed her how?", I asked, as all I saw was darkness where it's mouth should be.

"By breast of course", answered my birthing mother with contempt in her voice. I had to admit I wasn't quite fond of her either. Every answer she gave was useless. And she was suppose to be the wisest of our kind.

"Let me take over now if you don't mind", said my aunt. As she placed my baby in a craddle hold in my arms. She took out my breast and just like that a mouth appeared. Maybe it was there all along who knows when it's a shadow.
I sat and wondered if it had a nose or ears as well. But I guess those are mystery 24 hours would solve.

I was dying for the end of the 24 hours so I could go home to my husband. My dad instead that I came back here to give birth and now I knew one. The hospital back where we lived without appreciate the birth of a shadowling; he stated and I think he was right.

I left the birth house as they called it here and went over to my dad's, away from the weird lady. To wait the 24 hours that was to come.

"Have you told RayJay your secret?", asked Ci Ci.

"No I have not", I said.

"Maybe it's time now", said Ci Ci. "You do realize it will be much harder for you to hide now that you have given birth."

"What do you mean?", I asked her.

"In 24 hours , you will see what I mean. I think it's time he knows."

"I will decide that besides I have a good 14 years before this child goes through the dramatic change."

"As I said things will be different for you too, now that you are a mother. You will become stronger and there will be no hiding what are who you are."

" I am not hiding, I love know I am."

"Yea, who are you."

"I am Yashshauna", I answered.

"It isn't as simple as you put it. You are Yashshauna McCleary, the heiress of John McCleary. You are a jewel before your people and one day when your dad passes away you will be requires to carry out your duty as a McCleary"

"And what duty is that?", I asked her.

"I leave that for your father to explain to you."

...................................................................................In came my dad, "where is my beautiful daughter and my grand child", he said.

I smiled my hardest smile with baby in my hand. He kissed my cheeks and then he took it out of my hands. "Grand child", he said as he looked at it with sparkling eyes.

I was so tired I felt asleep.

John's McCleary POV
"Brother it's time you tell her of her expected duty and where were you all this time."

"I was at the council. These are dark days Ciana. Our fellow council members bloodlines are declining quite rapidly. There is a new threat at hand and the council is considering its options going forward."

"Brother lucky for us. We know how to stay hidden. Especially seeing that we have just welcomed a new McCleary."

"Yes Ciana, take my little shadowling, I must gather the elders. I have pressing matters we did to discuss, so I may return to the council."

Word from author
Welcome, welcome to my second book; Ghost Ores. I hope it proves satisfactory to your expectations.

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