"With death there is new life, and with new life there is death. Sometimes I had wondered if it was possible that life could have some serious problems. Thinking of death, hate, and sadistic ways. I never knew what life was about to throw at me, until I had met my family. Somethings were so dark and gloomy, and yet I craved something I knew wasn't right at all. I craved death, I craved anger, I craved even blood. I knew deep down something wasn't right about me.

Funny thing though, I knew right from wrong. But why be good when evil feels so much better."




"My gods, I come before thee. With a soft plea, please let me be able to bare children, let me have at least one. For years I have been told that children will never come into my life, unless, I adopt. Please, please please! I beg of thee! Please here my prayer! Please grant me the strength and the ability to bare a child. My husband and I need to have a child, that brings likeness of both of us to the light. I do not care what gender the child is. Just please...Offer me one time to bare a child. One time, is all I ask for."



Nevena stayed in the corner as she listened to the female pray over and over again. Offering her womb to the Gods, what a foolish child. Nevena didn't move from her spot just kept her bright hues upon the female. No words leaked away from her lips, for she knew if she had, Melissa would certainly know that she was there. After all being the Elven Goddess of Night, Death, Hate, Destruction, Chaos, or whatever bad things someone could think of, she was the Goddess of.

"You wish to bare a child, my dear? Then come here, and I shall show you a way to bare a child, and for this you will never have to worry. This child will be yours, under. . .One condition." Nevena spoke within the female's mind.



Melissa now standing before the Goddess, she kept her eyes on the Goddess. She didn't know what to say, or even ask. Well, Melissa did have one question pop up in her head, and before she could ask with her mouth, she heard,

"You are pitiful. How can you not know who I am?! Have you been living beneath a rock?! Or are you just that dumb?!"

After the words were spoken, Melissa heard a snicker flank her mind, "Is she really reading my mind?" Melissa thought as she saw the female now turn away and yawn.

"Yes, I am reading your mind. My name is Nevena the Elven Goddess of Night. Or well, a lot more after that. And I am here to offer you child to bare. However, there is one little condition. You will raise the child until he or she is sixteen, in which her or she will come live with me. This child you are to bare, is mine, and mine alone. Do not worry, from sixteen and on, I shall be a terrific mother. Do we have an agreement, Melissa?" Nevena asked.



"NO! I want this child as my own! Is that why you came?! To offer something that I wouldn't refuse, then turn around, and tell me that MY child is actually YOURS?! I will not have it! I will just adopt!"

Anger filled the Goddess hues, "Then every time you try to conceive, you will fail. Every time you will be filled with happiness, and delight. But the child will die within you, causing you to have a miscarriage every single time. Your child will never be born, you will suffer every single time you bare. And there will be times you will actually give birth, and that baby will die in your arms. Now, do you wish for this to happen? Or do you actually listen to my words, and give away your child at the age of sixteen? There is no going back after I leave, its either a yes or a no." The Goddess spoke with such a harsh tone, she could see Melissa quivering before her.



Soon the Goddess saw Melissa bow to one knee before her, with a twisted grin upon her features, she waited for an answer that she knew would come out of Melissa's mouth, even if Melissa didn't want to say the word,

"Yes." Melissa finally replied, "I will give unto my child at their sixteenth birthday. The child will become yours, as you wish. But I ask one thing of you. That when my child becomes the age you wish to take them from me, that you take good care of the child."

A smile lingered against The Goddess's lips, "This is a favor I will commit myself to. For the child will be of my own, they will even look like me. This child is yours to bare, a burden you have now taken upon yourself, Melissa. I will see you again when MY child is sixteen."


Years had passed, and to Melissa's heartache, Nevena didn't lie. Melissa would lose children left and right, until the day Nevena was ready to have Melissa bare the child that would represent night. And soon, Melissa was pregnant with the child that would change the world,

"Hey, sweetie...Its daddy. I hope you are doing well, I can't wait to see you! I can't wait to hold you! Daddy loves you!" Viktor was so very happy that they had finally went to the first trimester of the baby's life. But he was also worried, because Melissa would get far within the pregnancy, then lose the child. He stayed positive even through the negative aura that still lingered around them.


Soon Melissa hit her second trimester, she was filled with happiness and hope. But she also knew that if this child was born, that soon she would have to say goodbye, something she wasn't ready for,

"Oh my god! He is kicking! I think he is going to be a soccer player." Viktor stated with a happy tone in his voice,

"And how do we not know that our child will be a girl?" Melissa asked watching her husband rub her growing stomach,

"Well, whatever we are having they will be in a loving family." Viktor stated with a soft smile.


Sure enough Melissa and Viktor bared a little girl in which they named, Schuyler.




"Shhhh, its okay baby. Mommy is here. And I always will be. Its okay, honey, mommy is here." Melissa whispered to calm her baby down from the tears she was crying, "Mommy is here." Melissa whispered, she could feel her heart breaking now, because she was her mommy now, but come of sixteen, she would no longer be her mother.



"Your growing up so fast! You are so cute, you are going to be a gorgeous little toddler! Oh, mommy loves you!" Melissa exclaimed, "Stop growing so fast, Schuyler...Please." Melissa thought to herself, as she cradled her daughter before blowing out the candles for her.




Melissa watched on, as her husband potty trained Schuyler, "Dear god...Soon she will be a child, and soon a teen...And...Soon, its goodbye." Melissa thought, she couldn't grasp that she should be positive with the time she has with Schuyler, instead she was looking at the long term and how she would lose her daughter.

"Why does Schuyler have black hair? Why does Schuyler look so much different than her mother and I? She doesn't even have any of our features...Did Melissa cheat on me to have her? Was it me that was having problems helping Melissa bare our child..." Viktor thought to himself.




Melissa held onto her daughter's hands as she began to help her walk, "That's right baby, you are doing it. You are standing on your own. Come on, walk with mommy." Melissa stated with a smile, but deep down she was thinking, "Too soon...Too soon."