Child of Evil

I considered the proposition for a short time ... a very short time ... before accepting. Who can pass up the offer to carry the child of a god? Especially one as powerful as he. Our plans were made, and were promptly made public. Something which most of you were present for. Many of Tatianna's followers tried to stop Seluctruh, and in failing in doing so, they tried to stop me. My mind was made up, however. I was soon whisked away for a night of bliss, and much ceremonial blood.

The next day was actually a bit odd. I do not know if it was that everyone was in shock, or that they were all had hangovers, but no one bothered me. I, however, must admit that I must have been the strangest of all. If anyone had dared glance down at my waistline, they would have noticed that I already looked about a month and a half pregnant. It was not entirely obvious at the beginning of the day (as most people a month and half pregnant were not very obvious), but by evening I noticed that my stomach had not been growing by the month, as usual, it had been growing by the hour .I knew that strange things might happen with the joining of an immortal and a mortal, but I did not expect this! Still, I brushed it aside, blaming it on my small size.

Oh boy, this day was nothing like the first. I suppose that the followers of good had finally come out of shock, and they were after me. I do not suppose that they ever really wanted me, in particular, dead, but they definitely did not want my child born. Seluctruh, however, seemed to have thought of this ahead of time. As soon as anyone tried to attack me, whether one of a humanoid race, or an animal of any sort, legions of demons suddenly appeared to protect me and my baby. They were hideous, but they were on my side.

I, in the meantime, was even larger than before. My rounded belly was growing even faster than I had imagined, and new clothes were in order. It seemed that most of the shopkeepers in town had also heard of my honor, however, and refused to help me in any way. I had to depend on Seluctruh's followers, who now treated me like a queen. I found that I had at least one following me at all times, protecting me even before the legions could come. They seemed even more determined than Seluctruh or I were to protect our offspring.

As each day passed my stomach continued to grow, as did also my love for the child within me. Whether the experiment was a success, or a failure, it was still my child and I would love him always. I was getting a bit desperate for some time alone, to think, but I knew that it was not possible at the moment. I was always escorted, no matter where I went, by the worshippers of Seluctruh. I was not safe anywhere, especially not alone. The child in my stomach was getting a stronger urge for blood, it seemed. Seluctruh had mentioned that I needed to drink blood at least once a day, but the child inside me thrashed if I stopped there. I soon learned to carry a cup with me to calm the child whenever necessary.

It did not take much for me to get tired this day, and I spent most of the day sitting down, or hobbling around with a hand on my back. It seemed that either the child was going to be large enough to kill me before its birth, or that the pregnancy was going to take an amazingly short time. I finally stopped blaming my small stature, and started to accept that it was the result of a pregnancy between god and mortal. My temper was sour, and even Seluctruh's followers wanted to leave me by myself. They stuck to their orders, however, and stayed by my side. They just did not say much anymore. Quickly I learned that much food would keep me happy, and much blood would keep my child happy. So much of the day found me hidden, and eating...

I believe I slept most of this day. I do not remember much. I woke occasionally to drink a bit of blood and satisfy the impatient child in my stomach, but then immediately fell back to sleep. It was good I slept this day. If I had not I would have been in extreme pain. My stomach was far too large for one my size, and very possibly dangerous. Every time I woke I found Seluctruh's followers watching me, fidgeting and worried. But those scenes were soon out of my mind in my own peaceful dreamland.

PAIN! RIPPING, TEARING.... PAIN!! This is what I awoke to. It seemed that my child wanted out, and he wanted out NOW. I did all I could think to do, I told the people watching me to take me near water, and the sound of my voice made them not hesitate even one bit. I was soon being carried, by means of a makeshift portable bed, to a large body of water. What body of water it was, I could not be sure... I was in so much pain that I could not see straight. I soon told the people surrounding me to leave, quite sternly if I remember. They were hesitant, but after one glance at the look on my face, they did as I asked. Finally left alone for the first time in almost a week, tears welled up in my eyes as the contractions continued. I would not even be surprised to hear that my screams could be heard all over the realms. The oversized child soon escaped from his prison, however, and started to cry his own little tears. (By oversized I mean about the size of a human child, that is ! plenty oversized for a Glandar.) I gathered him in my arms and held him close, shushing him. The nearby water allowed me to clean him off, and I soon had him quieted in my arms as I rocked him back and forth, singing to him. Did I love this child? More than anything... I was still alone on the shore of the great expanse of water when I whispered into the wind, "Seluctruh ... come and name your son." Seluctruh's Valentine's gift to the realms had been right on time, the new Vampire era has begun.

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