She is no longer in pain & under the tyranny of her parents, but she is also no longer alive. She should've had her whole life ahead of her, but her parents stole that from her.
May she rest in peace.
No dignity in childbirth- four years laterTRIGGER WARNING: Contains ableist language & some characters display ableist attitudes.No dignity in childbirth- four years later by JustSomeStranger
"Why does she keep doing that?" Spy huffed nervously as he watched the now four year old Anne Marie twirling around and around in one corner of the room. She had her arms stretched out, and was smiling and giggling to herself.
"Beats me" Sniper replied, scratching the back of his neck.
Over the years they'd watched Anne Marie grow, they couldn't deny that their daughter's behaviour was… odd. For one thing, she hardly took notice of anyone. She never played with other children, instead preferring to play by herself or spin in a corner, or follow insects wherever they went. This had lead to many an incident where either Spy or Sniper would lose her the moment they turned their backs, leading them to run around like headless chickens trying to find her.
She would rock back and fourth whenever she sat down or flap her arms and giggle whenever she got exited as well. She would also cover
No dignity in childbirth- one week laterWARNING: mentions of mpregNo dignity in childbirth- one week later by JustSomeStranger
Spy awoke to the sound of wailing coming from one corner of his room.
He'd been woken up for the third time that night. Groaning, he dragged himself out of bed, then dragged his feet over to the crib where his daughter lay. He was now regretting making the decision to keep her.
Ever since he'd made the decision to keep her, despite the fact that he'd been forced to have her against his will, he barely got any sleep. And his performance as a spy was suffering for it. He now got killed more often than usual and discovered more easily when disguised or cloaked. He was just not as alert as he knew he should be. His team were losing more and more battles and they'd come to resent him & Sniper for it. And it was all because of that noisy, screaming, attention seeking, pint sized brat, who insisted he get up at half past three in the morning to feed her.
Spy lifted his one week old wailing daughter out of her crib. He held her close, bouncing her in his arms.