I loved a god of war

I sat in an easy chair, flipping through some educational things for expecting mothers. Dad sat in the next chair while he was watching the news, he looks at me during some commercial break, "Have you decided?" He asks.
I look up from my book, "Decided what, Dad?"
"What to name the new baby boy."


It was true the last Ultrasound, which was yesterday, we found out that I was carrying an eight month baby boy in my womb.
I looked to the wall and replied, "Well, I don't know." I turned back to Dad, "I guess I never wanted to figure out a name cause-" I stopped short.
Dad picked up, "Because it reminds you of him doesn't doesn't it?" I nodded in reply and Dad sighed, "Sometimes for the sake of your children Maggie you have to forget the one that left you."

"Like Mom?" I asked. But then suddenly I wanted to take that back.
Thankfully Dad didn't tta it as an offense, "Yes Maggie, like your Mother, for your sake I had let your mother go." Dad paused and changed the subject, "Do you know what birth you want to go for?"
I took the question as a sign not to press further into the subject, I looked at my book, and held it up for Dad to see, "Well, this books says that water births are less stressful for the baby than non-water births," I pause for a second, "I uh, defiantly want an epidural, I uh, heard some stories that natural births are kinda scary."
Dad laughed, "I can assure you from as a engineer that it was scary but when I beheld you, Maggie, you were worth it for the both of us."

That was when the doorbell rang, several times. I attempted to get up from my seat but my Dad told me to stay put, "I can get up easier."
"That's cruel Dad." I said with a smile.
"I know." Dad replied with a chuckle.

The doorbell continued to yell, whoever was at the door was exteremly impatient.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Dad announced as he was walking down the hall. I conintued reading but a knock came on my window. I looked up thinking that it was a kid asking for a quick job for a little cash, but when I look up I see a guy in full clad (Made complete with the mohalk plumage) roman armor!

He beckons me to slide the window open and quickly. Something seriously told me to go get the gun and shoot three bullet holes in that mischevious grin of his. But something yelled at me (yelling is louder than telling) to get up and talk to him. I struggled to my feet with my package in tow and waddled to the window and with a little grunt I opened it.
"Thanks sunshine." He says with a grin.
I frowned, "Don't call me that."
"Listen sunshine, we don't have time to flirt all day: You're in danger we need to get you out of here."
"What?"
"We were sent by your boyfriend Mars to come and get you out of here and we gotta move fast."
"But-"
"But nothing sunshine, lets go now." He smiled as he grabbed my arm and tries to pull me out the window. Once he realized that I wasn't going anywhere he stopped and turns his head, "Come on sunshine I can't drag you everywhere."


I heard my dad open the door and greet whoever was at the door and the guy in front of me lifted his hand to his ear and nodded slightly as if he was hearing something. Then before I knew it the guy had pulled out a syringe aand jabbed it into my arm. I jumped from the pain and as he plunged whatever what was in the syringe into my arm I tried to pull away from the freak but he held fast to it.


He pulled the needle out of my arm and I started to feel dizzy and sleepy, "What did you do to me!?" I demanded in my haze.
He put the syringe away and grabbed my shoulders and turned me so I'd fall into his arms, and since I was drugged I was obedient to anything and I fell into his arms.


I heard, I decided to call him my kidnapper, groan under my weight and I hoped that would be an advantage to me. But somehow he just adjusted himself and he was able to carry me.


When I fall to sleep i hear my dad shout something but I'm not sure what and I hear my kidnapper say that the baby and I are safe.


Blackness.

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