In a distant and far away planet, planet centurion. It is a massive Thunderstorm, Dr Caelum, who was newly anointed as the head scientist, is at the military base working a project called project ?black sun” with his colleague Dr Ken Yamada, “Ken, are you sure this really going to work?”, asked Caelum with a doubtful tone. Caelum as a sceptical individual, looks at Ken as if he is sensing that his colleague might be consumed by greed. “Don’t you worry my friend, everything is going to turn up as we want”, answered Ken. As they have been working for a while, everything seemed to be going according to their plan, Caelum is planning on going home to Lyraa, “Hey Ken I think we have everything under control here, can you stay behind to make sure everything is in order? Lyraa is expecting so I must be there” Caelum asked Ken and he approved.
Meanwhile, Lyraa is having pregnancy contractions, and she is groaning in pain, not knowing what to do she calls her husband and shouts him to hurry home, “UHHH!! Hurry up Cae and get home already” before her husband could reply, she hung up the call. And an idea forged in her mind; she used healing magic to ease the pain of the contractions. As she used her magic, a soft light formed around her hands, stabilizing her breathing and easing the pain just enough for her to think. It didn’t stop the labour, but it gave her control. Clutching the edge of the bed, she whispers to herself “He will be here soon, just hold on for a second”.
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After a while, Caelum arrived and he′s soaking wet from the rain and thunderstorm. Lyraa screams and groans in pain “The baby′s coming!” she said. Caelum is panicking, not knowing what to do. He set up a comfortable position for Lyraa to sit in so she will be able to deliver the baby.
As the baby is coming the thunderstorm worsens like never before, Caelum focuses on calming Lyraa as she’s giving birth, urging her to breath and hold on. As Lyraa’s grip on reality began to slip, Caelum′s voice cuts through the chaos noise created by the storm, guiding her through the final moments, “Breathe, Lyraa, Breathe!”. As soon as Lyraa gave birth to baby Aren, the storm passed.
The Universal Council later found that there was child that was not supposed to be born and called on the military to capture the baby, “Bring me that baby!”, the council leader said.
