Rebirth

[dante]

"...And by whom were you drugged, might I ask?" Dante asked, voice laced with tranquil fury.

Sloth shivered at the sound of her voice. Although it was the first time she took that tone in her new body, she recognized the implications.

[silverviper2134]

"Some bastard who calls himself X" Martel answered curtly. She felt that this was a good enough answer.

[dante]

Dante seemed to relax a little when she heard the answer. She was glad to hear that one of Pride's soldiers was not responsible, but she still made sure to commit the name to memory. X's days were numbered.

"Would you describe your pain to me? So I can get you some appropriate medicine."

[silverviper2134]

"Oh, it's pretty easy to describe" Martel said, narrowing her eyes further. "It basically feels like somebody is reaching into my stomach and doing whatever they can to fuck with my internal organs".

[dante]

Dante frowned profoundly, concerned for the well-being of the embryo. "Sloth, would you be a dear and get our guest some tea?"

Sloth nodded and went off to the kitchen.

"Go rest, there's a sofa in the parlor," Dante commanded her as she followed after Sloth. "Wrath, keep an eye on her; and don't pester her with your nonsensical questions."

[silverviper2134]

Martel headed towards the parlor the moment Dante told her about the sofa. At this point all she wanted to do was relax.

Wrath nodded and followe after Martel.

[dante]

Sloth returned a few moments later, carrying a tray with a cup of tea and some fresh fruit. "Is there anything else you'd like?" she asked, placing it down on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

[silverviper2134]

"No, I'm fine" Martel said, grabbing the tea. As she took a sip, she felt a slight pain, not as sharp as earlier ones, cut through her. When it passed, she looked worriedly at her stomach.

[dante]

"Did you experience any physical trauma during your escape?" Sloth asked, eyeing her stomach suspiciously.

[silverviper2134]

"No, not until that bastard drugged me. The only trauma I experienced was mental....stress-related" Martel said simply. She touched her stomach with a fingertip, not looking forward to what she thought Sloth would say.

[dante]

Sloth narrowed her eyes at the answer, then turned her attention to the doorway when she heard footsteps coming from the hallway.

Dante walked over to the sofa and knelt down beside Martel, handing her a small wooden cup filled with a pink liquid. "Drink this."

[silverviper2134]

Martel grabbed the cup, eying it suspiciously. "What is this crap?" she asked, not sure that she could trust Dante.

[dante]

"Oh, just a poisonous elixir that will melt the flesh from your bones," Dante replied sarcastically, crossing her arms. "If you want to get better, I suggest you drink it."

[silverviper2134]

Martel rolled her eyes, before slowly sipping the liquid. It burned her throat slightly, but it really wasn't that bad. Besides, she'd figured anything'd be better than the hell she was currently going through.

"So...what about my baby?" she asked, somewhat hesitantly.

[dante]

Dante took a seat on the antique chair across from her. "We can't know for certain just yet, but I think it should be fine."

[silverviper2134]

Despite herself Martel smiled. "Thank God" she said softly, absently rubbing her stomach.

[dante]

Dante leaned forward and took a cup of tea from the tray. "If I may ask, why did you come back to me? I was under the impression that you weren't very fond of me."

[silverviper2134]

Martel just shrugged. Despite the pain being gone, she was still drained. All she wanted to do at this point was sleep.

[dante]

"Are Greed and the others in town?" Dante asked, crossing her legs.

[silverviper2134]

At her question, Martel felt herself tense up. "And why do you want to know?" she asked, her voice dangerously low.