𝘼𝙙 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙀𝙩 𝘼𝙙 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙪𝙢 // P. Ballard

Ch 10

"What? No this can't be happening, I'm not pre-" I tried to argue but the pain of the contractions cut me off. I felt so helpless, and also so stupid. How could I not notice something as huge as this? A pregnancy. What the hell.

The nurses told me to get ready to push on the next set of contractions since these ones were beginning to falter. One of the doctors in the room, the only female one, came and sat in front of my spread legs. I couldn't help but feel completely and utterly embarrassed at the whole situation.

The next ones came and the pushing added a whole extra added feeling of agony. It hurt so bad I couldn't help but scream at the feeling. The contraction ceased and I was panting so hard that I could barely catch my breath.

"The head is out! So close, Y/N, so close, just a few more pushes you're almost there!" The doctor encouraged. I braced myself for the next contractions and as they came, out did the baby. The biggest wave of relief washed over me, but it was short lived.

Quickly after they said that my baby was in fact of a girl, she was taken away just as fast. Something was wrong, she wasn't breathing or something. They didn't even try to tell me.

"What's happening? Where are you taking her?" I asked panicked as I had no idea what was happening to me girl. The nurse that approached me didn't answer my question, but instead tried to distract me. Asking me things about who her dad was and what I was going to name her.

It was just making me more frustrated. I tried sitting up to go and find her myself, but the nurse just pushed me back down. She told me to stay sitting and that my body was still under a lot of stress. I wasn't having any of it though.

"Listen, Y/N. She's small. Very very small. She's in intensive care so she doesn't die. You can see her again once she's stable. Now, what are you going to name her?" She explained. I hadn't thought about the name at all. I thought back to the name tag on the Doctor's coat. Jane.

"Hm, maybe Jane. That's a nice name," I replied simply. "How did I not even notice I was pregnant though? Aren't you supposed to get like the size of a watermelon or bigger?"

   "Well, we aren't really sure either. But, it does seem that you were only pregnant for 5 or six months though, based on how small Jane is. You wouldn't have what we call 'popped' which is just when your stomach starts protruding. You honestly only look like you're at the end of your first trimester. We think it's due to your ability, but we can't be sure yet," as she was explaining, she was preparing a few things. She handed me a empty birth certificate and a pen, silently telling me to write the name down.

Jane Samantha Ives
November 17, 1979

Just as I'd finished signing the paper, Dr. Brenner had approached me.

"We need to have a talk."

———

From the moment she was born, the world was doomed. If not her destiny to end the world, it would be her father's. Her mother, try as she might to hide it from me, I know the father is none other than patient 001/Henry Creel/Peter Ballard/whatever you want to call the bastard. How they managed to fornicate and reproduce under the cutting edge security is still a mystery to me.

   But regardless, they did. And little do they know, they may have produced the strongest specimen so far. This child will, in fact, be the strongest experiment I've ever been able to observe.

   Only time will be able to tell the alignment of this one. Will she be the rebirth of peace to cruel, twisted world, or will she be the birth of a new evil?