《Her Favorite Taste (W|W x Intersex)》Onze
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Weeks have passed since the two women found out they were having a baby. Eve's powers have been growing while the baby continued to develop more and more. She was still being guided by her mother, Baley not having a clue since the sprit hid herself from the magical being.
Baley has been doing nothing but making sure Eve and the baby were okay. She's been exhausting herself and her powers, doing non-stop protection spells to protect her home and her family. The two women were now sound asleep, but Eve's ears twitched as she heard twigs break under someone's feet from a distance.
"Wake up." Natasha whispered causing Eve to gasp and sit up, before touching her large stomach and looking around. Natasha's eyes were glowing in the dark as she stared down at her daughter with panicked eyes.
"What happened-"
"It's time. He's coming. He waited until you were most vulnerable. Wake up." Natasha whispered causing Eve to gasp as she started to wake Baley awake.
"Baley..Baley wake up.." Eve shook the woman but she didn't budge, causing her to panic and shake her faster, but she still didn't budge.
"What's wrong with her? Baley, wake up!" Eve sobbed as she shook her lover but Baley didn't budge. She didn't know that Baley was completely out of power, being drained from constantly being a force field until her body shut down for her to rest, leaving Eve to fend for herself.
"Pack your bags-"
"But Baley-"
"It's okay. Leave her. She will be okay. You have to go. Please, Qamar."
Something clicked inside of Eve as her mother said her real name for the first time, Eve standing up abruptly and grabbing her cloak and slipping it over her body before gliding out of the house, her mothers spirits on her tracks.
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As she traveled through the woods she closed her eyes and searched for Baley, but she couldn't hear anything except for her slow heart beat. She felt herself start to cry because she was alone when she heard barking.
"Quick, get under the dirt."
Eve obeyed, shutting her eyes and allowing her body to slip into the dirt like Baley taught her. The blood hounds sniffed around, the priest and his army searching around the woods for the two women. They were dark shadows that surrounded the man, whispering incoherent words as they continued to search around.
"I can smell her..and the baby." He growled as he looked around, the blood hounds continuing to dark as their eyes glowed red. The shadows sat at his feet as they all sniffed around, his eyes shutting and the pounding of three heartbeats filled his ears.
"Keep looking!"
The barking startled Baley awake, Baley looking around as she felt around for Eve. She was confused, looking around when the smell of metal filled her nose.
"No..no.." Baley hissed, the tears streaming down her eyes as they turned red as she searched around, grabbing her cloak when she heard banging come from the door.
"Get her!" The priest yelled as he unleashed the dogs, Baley panicking as she jumped out of her window and ran into the woods, allowing herself to morph into a crow and flying up the highest tree as she looked around.
Eve..Eve baby, where are you?
The faint sound of two heartbeats filled her ears and she swallowed hard as watched the blood hounds tear up her cabin, the tears streaming down her fur as the dark priest blew flames onto her home.
The fire burned into the dark sky, the smoke surrounding the part of the swamp that Baley and Eve called home. She was devastated, searching for the sound of Eve's heartbeat. It was faint, as if she was far and it relieved Baley that she got away.
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"Let's go. They couldn't have gotten far. I want them dead and I want that baby's heart."
They trailed out of the woods, Baley patrolling around as she flew through the trees and following their tracks. She watched from afar as they filled a boat, traveling out of the bayou.
She landed on the ground and morphed back into her true form, running through the words as she continued to listen to Eve's heartbeat.
"Over here.." The whisper was faint but Baley's head whipped toward its direction, running over to a damp spot on the ground.
"Eve.."
A loud gasp filled the air as Eve sat up, the soil and dirt slipping from her body as she panted and looked around with panicked eyes. Their eyes met and they both started to sob as they wrapped their arms around each other.
"We have to go. We have to go." Eve whispered, Baley nodding abruptly as they both started to travel out of the woods. Natasha floated in front of Eve, guiding her daughter toward her old cabin that hasn't been touched in centuries.
"Where are we-"
"Sh. Just follow me." Eve whispered to Baley. Baley nodded, but stopped abruptly as Eve gasped, holding her stomach as she bent forward.
"Oh no.."
"Eve-"
"Baley..Baley it's time.."
"No it's not-"
"Yes it is!" Eve hissed as she glared up at Baley with tears streaming down her face. She sobbed in pain through her teeth, a fiery feeling ripping through her stomach causing her to drop to her knees.
"Eve..Eve you have to walk.." Natasha whispered but Eve shook her head as she sobbed in pain while holding her stomach. She groaned gripping Baley's hand as she tried to stand up.
"We have to go. We have to go." Eve hissed as they continued to walk toward the cabin.
"This was-"
"My mothers. She guided me here. She's been guiding me this entire time. Baley, Baley if I don't make it-"
"Don't! Don't say that."
"It's the blood moon, Baley. We are both not as powerful as we need to be. If I don't make it, please please fight. He wants to hurt our baby. Don't let it happen. No matter what."
Baley nodded as they both stared into each other's eyes, Eve groaning as she looked down. A trail of black blood slipped down her legs and she looked up at the sky, the moon turning blood red as it's reflection plastered on Eves face.
"Let's go."
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