Killer Stone

7

You were crying yourself to sleep trying not to wake the others as you were on a cold basement floor still freezing underneath a blanket. You couldn't tear your mind away from Clementine as you struggled to trust Valentine. Why wasn't he just honest from the start? Solstice, what have you done? You kill people who take away innocent lives, but in this situation, you did it to yourself?

Your wallowing suddenly became interrupted by an intense pain within your stomach, and you halt in your sobbing. You shake your head for surely it's just... It becomes stronger, and you feel the bloody sensation. You slipped off the pajamas that were provided for you quickly in time noticing the odd passing. Your hands go down to touch a freshly sack, and you shake your head consistently. No... Not another one... You can't face another loss. You picked up what you assumed is a fetus to instantly be met with confusion. You give it a slight squeeze to feel a texture that could be described as a bag of marbles. It begins to glow profusely though sending the room into a majestic glow. You mentally begged for them to stop, watching as the others stirred. You throw it under the covers, but it all became worse as the similar energy was brought out of you in a burst of waves through out the basement. You can't help but to be awed at all the colors not understanding how this was possible for you were an Earth entity. This was more intergalactic if you say so yourself.

" What are you doing?"

A man sits up rubbing his eyes before letting out a woah. To you dismay, he wakes his friends not understanding how majestic you look. Your hair has had transformed into the essense of the magic itself; your eyes flickering multiple colors. You almost begin to panic seeing your skin transformed too being a vibrant explosion of a rainbow. That's when you hear a door open above with a rapid pace of feet.

" What's going on-?"

He paused slowly descending at the sight of you.

" I.. I didn't mean to-."

" I thought you were Earth based.."

He seemed to be entranced by you, and you feel panic rise as he comes closer. He touches your hair making you uncomfortable as he scoops out your energy letting it flow between his fingers.

" You might of just changed your fate."

....

You were being walked still inbound by shackles as you're suddenly now presented by the Elder and the President. They looked at you questionably for this meeting was for the council only while the prisoners stayed locked up downstairs.

" What is this?"

Valentine scowled at you with disgust, and you almost believed it to be true. You keep your gaze off of him as the Elder held your attention anyways.

" I have something to show you. Do it girl."

He had a hard exterior, but you could tell he truly wanted to help you. You fidget with your hands before looking at him disappointedly.

" I.. I don't know if I can. It was my first time doing anything like that-."

" You want to see your son again, right?"

His voice was sincere this time, and you softened appreciating his efforts to free you. Valentine noticed the man's longing glance, and he finds himself becoming jealous surprisedly.

" You couldn't of informed us during our meeting?"

Valentine was a bit harsh wishing to form more distance between you two.

" This is something better to be seen immediately. What brought it out of you the first time?"

You say nothing as you sent a pleading look at Valentine. While still looking his way, you speak again to the man.

" Do you really think I would go free?"

Valentine was trying to read you wishing he could guide your words. You think of taking one of your children from your bra for you know the little one can take this new form out of you, but can you truly risk it?

" We can't promise it, but under law,.. you should of been protected to begin with-."

" Connoric. Be careful what you say next-."

" She's the last of her species, sir."

" And a killer that doesn't have a right to be a mother. It doesn't matter what she is."

The elder hits the ground hard with his cane. Connoric looked at you hopefully waiting for he was sticking his neck out for you. You finally take in the God; his eyes heterochemic as one was a sky blue while the other a dark green. He bared a well trimmed beard and hair that appeared to be the color of bark. He was quite muscular and appeared to be even taller than Valentine.

" If the council approves, I would like to ask her hand in marriage."

You take a step back having not expected such an absurd response. Valentine mouth opens slightly as if direly wanting to respond, but he quickly closes it though Connoric realized how he clenched his fists for a second. He had just assumed it was because he was angry at such a remark.

" Absolutely not-."

" She's a Northen Light."

The three falls silent for a second, and Valentine looks at you for confirmation.

" I.. I don't know what happened. I.. I was upset over my child, and it.. just happened. I couldn't control it."

" You're lying."

You go pale as he takes a step closer.

" You do realize who you're talking to here, am I correct?"

You shake your head side to side, and he lets out a slow painful chuckle.

" The names Yahweh. I'm the one and only Christian God. I could tell when Lucifer was lying, so why not you? Now start by telling me whats under those garments of yours."

You were speechless, and you now look at Connoric with watering eyes. He doesn't return the sympathy for you lied to him, and Valentine now had a hand out stretched towards you.

" Don't... Don't do this. Please-."'

" Give it to me."

You fought again him, but you dig out the eight round pieces of glass. You put them in his hand all at once, and he winced at the pain though quickly trying to hide it. Yahweh gives him a smile and placing a hand on his shoulders.

" That is my gift to you boy. Look down as you've created life. You deserved children after all."

Valentine's wall begins to fall as he's about to become emotional, but he quickly stiffens up.

" Thank you sir."

As Yahweh turned around, Valentine stares at you.. to find hatred and sorrow deep down in you. He comes closer wanting to comfort you, but your body visibly shakes as you turn around. He doesn't understand.

He thought you would be happy.