.it all lead up to this [[Closed]]
Jul 7, 2011 0:12:19 GMT -5
Post by Matt on Jul 7, 2011 0:12:19 GMT -5
Anya Marie Crider
Anya barely had any time to enjoy the magnificent view of the Capitol, as she was whisked away in an ambulance as soon as she stepped off of the train. "Wha-Where are we going? What's happening?" asked a very confused and disoriented Anya Crider. The nurse, a petite woman with chocolate colored skin and curly pink hair squealed in delight. "Oh, joyous day, child! You're going to have a baby!" she chimed in an eerily sing-songy voice. Anya gasped. She wasn't ready for this...her water hadn't even broken yet! There must have been some sort of mistake, she reckoned. The nurse spoke up once more. "Okay, dear, it's time for a little nap!" Before Anya could respond, a mask attached to a long tube was forced onto her face, and within moments she was asleep.
When her eyes fluttered awake, a crowd of uniformed doctors and nurses filled the room. She was clearly in a hospital; Anya recognized the familiar beds and gowns from visits to the large building in her own district. Anya could see the nurse from the ambulance, cheery and smiley as ever. "Oh, honey, you're awake! You just had surgery and gave birth to a healthy baby girl!". Eyes wide, Anya reached for her stomach, and felt the familiar flat belly she worked so hard to achieve. Her baby bump was no longer in existence, and a circular scar is all that remained of her pregnancy.
The baby was brought to her in a few minutes. Anya's eager arms extended to hold the sleeping infant. "Hi there...hi...I'm your mommy, I'm Anya. And I...I love you. I love you more than I thought I ever would." The words poured out in a rapid whisper, as if not to damage the child's ears. And the strange part was that it was all true. This child was no longer a bastard to Anya. It was now her daughter. She gave life to the beautiful creature, and there was no way she could ever hate it. Tears began to stream from Anya's eyes, a slight chuckle escaping her lips as the sleeping child grabbed for her nose.
And just like that, the beautiful moment was over. A nurse scooped up the child into her arms, saying "You have a busy day today, Anya." The new mother was speechless. "But...But I just got her!" The nurse's face stayed indifferent. "I'm sorry, Anya, but you are already behind schedule. Go get dressed, there is a hover car outside waiting to take you to the Training Center." At this point, Anya began to bawl uncontrollably. "You...you can't do this! She's my baby! You can't take my baby away from me!" But the nurse was long gone, leaving Anya alone in the room to cry.
The training center was considerably large, and Anya expected that she was the last of them to enter. She silently prayed that all eyes would not be on her, and her now reduced stomach. A few tears managed to escape her eyes still, even though she tried her absolute best to control them. She couldn't train, not in this state. So, she found a nice, quiet corner away from everyone else, and cried, and cried, and cried...