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Dark Desire
By : J-Mal
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Sadly, this is the final chapter of Dark Desire. Overall, it's one of my most gratifying accomplishments to date on this site. Without further delay, it's time for Raven and Tatyana's relationship to blossom.
Manhattan, NY:
Winter breezes in New York chilled a person's bones down to their core though it did little to take away from the city's majestic aura, Central Park representing one of many landmarks to share this distinction. Leaves scattered through the air, detaching themselves from the trees that helped them prosper for much of the year before finally separating due to the drastic change in temperature. Two peculiar leaves flip vicariously before descending to its landing ground, the lap of an unsuspecting male sitting on a park bench intently listening to noises protruding from the boisterous town.
Raven's eyes roam to see snowflakes fall from the gray clouded sky, those onyx shades providing cover against the inclement weather. His attention shifts towards the frozen lake, no longer the open bay of water it used to be in warmer conditions. Its beauty, however, remained true all in the same. Barely anyone could be seen in Central Park because of dropping temperatures and reports of a hazardous snowstorm encroaching the entire Northeastern Region with estimates of about fifteen inches intermixing with ice.
'Eight years have come and gone in the blink of an eye.' Raven mused. 'Guess that old saying rings true. Time flies when constantly working around the clock.'
After a long, tenuous struggle, the war that ensnared the world was finally over.
A glance over his shoulder put Raven's attention on the city he's protected for years, stoically taking in the Empire State's most iconic borough. Though it was touch and go, New York's metropolitan area was spared the fate befalling on many towns caught in the war zone between warring factions.
Through it all, his longtime partner stayed alongside him as they faced the same situation that nearly destroyed everything.
Eight Years ago: Times Square
"Chaos is everywhere," Raven commented nonchalantly, evading an absurd barrage of gunfire from the Mishima Zaibatsu.
The entire city's inhabitants fled any which way not wanting to become war casualties. Standing right next to Raven was a person who was with him from the beginning. She knew what he was thinking most times, what he wanted, and how he felt about everything around him. Many people would say they were mere reflections of each other, a fair assessment to be sure.
"That's an understatement." Tatyana agreed with his sentiments, keeping pace with her man's speed. "Grant and Jackson are helping with the evacuation efforts while Smith and Rodriguez back us up. We have to make our move now before the city goes up in flames."
That was easier said than done with the Zaibatsu, G Corp, even the Russian military waging an all-out assault against the United Nations' best agents. Both ninjas managed to find a temporary haven behind an abandoned building to catch their breaths.
"I'm open to suggestions. Dwight and the others aren't in a position to help us since we can't communicate with them." Raven elaborated.
"Thank Heihachi for that. He wasn't too pleased when I stole those meeting documents from Nina, nor did he appreciate the condition he saw her in after I escaped." Tatyana allowed herself a faint smirk. "Let's just say the old man's temperament got the best of him."
Raven couldn't help but return her smile. "Dwight informed me what happened that day while I was out doing another errand. I was impressed."
"But Nina's still out there." Tatyana laments. "She won't rest until I'm dead."
Another loud explosion coming from an incoming tanker fleet owned by the Russians drew the two ninjas out of their revere, ran by a familiar face to both Raven and Tatyana.
Dragonuv's frustrations stemming from standing on the sidelines for much of the war had put his superiors in an awkward and dangerous position. Do nothing; their government wouldn't last three years before either Jin or Kazuya seized the country permanently. All bets were off for the White Angel of death as he directed the armada into the heart of the city, his frigid expression scanning the battlefield for that blasted nemesis of his.
Russia's poster child spotted Raven and Tatyana out of the corner of his eye, evil intentions brewing underneath his calm exterior. A quick swivel put the missile launcher right in their direction. With a simple fire motion of his fingers, Dragonuv ordered the tank to fire, uncaring for who became caught in the blaze. The missile detonated with potent lethality, obliterating the abandoned building into a pile of rubble, barely missing it's two targets.
It was time to finish Dragonuv for good.
He quickly sprinted past heavy fire originating from machine guns, but the bullets came nowhere close to grazing him, and the men firing the weapons perished in the ninja's wake. Dragonuv knew it was pointless to try and kill Raven with mere firearms. Their final match would be settled in hand to hand combat.
Raven stood mere feet from his sworn enemy. "You wanted a rematch? Here I am, Russian dog."
Not a single ounce of fear moved inside Dragonuv. "Your death is imminent. Once I erase your existence, the girl is next."
The male ninja growled, his protective side coming to the forefront. "You won't get the chance even to touch Tatyana. As of this moment, your life is forfeit."
That was the last word said between either man, every limb and technique will do the talking from here on out. Raven needed to stay away from Dragonuv's grappling techniques knowing they could render him defenseless, but too much was at stake. One more victory against the White Angel of Death would all but assure the end of Russia's reign of terror.
Meanwhile, Tatyana kept a close eye on her beloved's battle, wanting to make sure he was able to handle everything Dragonuv threw at him. However, the mission needed her immediate attention. Raven will have to go at this alone. Tatyana hurriedly made her way through treacherous asphalt and small tremors due to the constant bombardment on the city. Then, a shrill cry interrupted the kunoichi's thoughts, prompting her to sprint faster than before. She arrived at the scene and her heart almost sunk to her stomach; a young girl around the age of four stuck underneath a slab of concrete, fresh scars littering her young face. The child looked precisely like Tatyana with black hair braided in the same manner as her own.
Tatyana rushed to the girl's side whose cries of agony persisted throughout the ordeal. "Don't worry; I'm going to get you out."
Using her newly acquired strength from hours training at the gym against her boyfriend and other subordinates, Tatyana strained to lift the massive concrete off the child's severely injured legs, which took a considerable amount of effort. After removing the boulder, gunshots whizzed in their direction; a quick pull of her sword defended the kunoichi and her casualty from any further attacks. She scrambled to find the wretched person responsible for taking advantage of her prone position, her ninja senses going haywire as the assailant who fired the shots felt vaguely familiar. Tatyana's eyes narrowed in silent fury when she recognized the ki signature.
"Nina..." Tatyana seethed.
Sure enough, Nina appeared out of the smoke with pistols in each hand, showing the same stare of animosity. However, the suspense didn't stop there. Joining the blonde assassin was none other than her red-haired sister. Anna Williams welcomed the chance to put down a common enemy coming between her and Nina, armed with a high-tech bazooka courtesy of Bruce Irvin while dressed in her signature Chinese red dress. Their rivalry will be put on hold to deal with a significant threat to both the Zaibatsu and G Corporation.
"So this is the other ninja I've heard so much about." Anna studies Master Raven's physique. "Quite the looker as well."
"Keep focused, airhead." Nina snapped, not in the mood for her sibling's playful banter.
Tatyana didn't back down. "Never thought you two would be working together. I should get a picture to commemorate the occasion."
"And a jokester," commented Anna. "You're just full of surprises."
Her blonde sister's eyes roll in annoyance, probably thinking getting Anna involved was a horrible idea from the start. Nina was more than capable of handling Master Raven by herself but wasn't so sure after a rather unpleasant drubbing at the ebony woman's hands - an embarrassment the Irish assassin wanted to rectify.
A massive gust of wind swept through and startled everyone; the small girl quickly plucked away from the impending collision. The child's eyes shut as she felt her body in motion without her feet touching the ground, one arm tucked underneath her legs while the other protectively cradled her head. Timidly, the girl slowly raised her head, shocked yet comforted by the gentle smile from the person carrying her away from danger.
"W- who are you?" the petrified girl asks her savior.
Not breaking stride, the agent known as Tyra Smith replied, "A friend. You can trust me. I'm going to get you to safety."
Tyra increased her pace, making it back to Headquarters to ensure her patient would get the needed medical care after being trapped under that concrete slab for who knows how long. Any longer in that position would've rendered her legs numb or even paralyze her lower extremities.
'I owe you one, Tyra.' Tatyana gratefully thought, her attention now focused on the Williams' sisters. "Know this. If either of you harmed that child, consider it your last mistake."
Both siblings surround the ebony ninja, their eyes and body language laced with malicious intentions ready to neutralize their common enemy. For the battle, Anna ditched the bazooka and opted for small daggers. Nina wouldn't be using any weapons except for her limbs. It was risky to do so knowing her adversary had a sword in her possession.
"Heihachi wants those documents back along with your head," Nina said. "Either way, you're dead where you stand."
A challenging smirk crept upon Tatyana's mouth at the threat. "Since you're so anxious, why don't we get started? Anna joining you makes it even half interesting."
That smart retort provoked Nina and Anna, unable to quell their inclinations to kill this woman. She was way too confident from where they stood, but the sisters knew any missteps could mean the end of their lives, and Tatyana wasn't above dealing a deadly strike.
All three ladies charged against one another as the war intensified into its critical stage.
Present Day:
'Stuns me to this day Nina and Anna teamed up.' Raven reflected on the war's final days. 'I thought Tatyana was kidding when she returned from Midtown and told the entire team.'
He was right in that regard. Almost everyone couldn't believe the notorious Williams' sisters joined forces rather than trying to take the other out at the first possible chance. Still, neither sister was a match for Tatyana.
Peace was now prevalent in the world for the first time in more than twenty years dating back to Heihachi's run of intimidation. The very seat Raven sat on was the same spot he occupied after the fighting ceased. Walking through the park calmed his exterior to a more mellowed personality. He still undertook covert missions for the agency but not as often with both conglomerates under new leadership, Kazuya neutralized in a timely fashion by his son.
Taking over Japan's now largest company was none other than Jin Kazama, much to the dismay and aggravation of everyone.
Raven himself didn't understand why Kazuya's spawn was granted a second chance rather than spending the rest of his days behind bars for numerous war crimes, the reason behind his unpopular release from custody resulted from an intense, insightful conversation.
Flashback: UN New York Headquarters
Four hours passed after Tatyana's handicap battle against the Williams' siblings and Raven's grudge match with Dragonuv. They tore up the New York streets as the war intensified around them, nearly every building stood in desperate need of repair. It would take all the emergency aid around the world to help the most populist city in the United States climb back on its feet.
Various assault weapons aim directly at a prisoner from behind as three guards transported him into a holding cell within their base of operations. Though he turned himself in without any struggle, the UN wouldn't take the surrender lightly, especially with the power he possessed.
The stern hazelnut eyes of Jin Kazama examine his surroundings while in casual clothes of dark jeans and a tight white shirt with a dragon design etched on the back. Dark hallways obscured most of his line of sight, only guided by the soldiers leading him towards confinement, few windows inside the building. One guard steps forward to punch in a password before the doors slid open with a silent hiss. He gestured for Kazama to enter. The Japanese male did so without complaint, taking a seat at the interrogation table situated in the middle of the room. Right outside the holding cell, Jones and the other higher-ups gathered inside an adjacent conference room debating what to do with their captive. Before the discussion could even begin, the lone door opened to reveal a female figure.
Tatyana stepped inside. "I apologize for being late after assisting Grant and Jackson to bring in the Williams' sisters. They'll be transported overseas for their sentencing." She eyes the other UN leaders before her attention turns back to Jones. "What's going on?"
"We have Kazama," Dwight answers.
"I heard rumors Jin came on his own free will, why he did so is beyond me," the kunoichi noted. "The charges against him are egregious for the irreparable damage he placed upon this world." She crosses her arms. "I hope you all aren't planning to be lenient on his sentencing."
"That's part of the reason I have you here," her boss revealed. "Though it goes against my better judgment, Kazama is the key to bring down Kazuya."
Shock filled Tatyana's face at Jones' reasoning. Before she could question further, he began explaining in further detail. "Trust me, Tatyana. Giving Kazama the most substantial sentence for his atrocities remains in play. I'll be damned if I let him get off easy. However, Kazuya remains at large with Heihachi no longer around, and there's only one person who can stop him."
"Sir, that's still not a plausible reason to allow this to happen," Tatyana argues. "Can you imagine the amount of media negativity and backlash we'll receive if we even consider letting Jin waltz out of here with no prison time whatsoever? I'll be surprised if they don't burn New York down."
Her boss heaves a sigh as he knew this plan wouldn't smooth over with his top agent. Jones clearly understood why. If Jin walked free as a war criminal, the public would come for each head aligned with the United Nations. No one will be safe, not even Tatyana and Raven.
Dwight approaches the ebony woman, the other leaders watching in interest. "Listen, I don't like this decision any more than you do. Just the thought of letting that murderer walk makes my skin crawl. We're running out of options since Kazuya won't waste time to finish what he started."
Tatyana's jaw tightens. There had to be another way to go about this. The last thing she wanted was Kazuya running rampant killing anyone who got in his path of controlling both the Mishima Zaibatsu and G Corporation. Lord knows what'll happen if he helms both conglomerates. Having Jin face him head on while dodging the law didn't sit well with her either.
"Then I propose this," Tatyana started, catching Dwight's attention. "Allow me to converse with Jin."
"What good will that do, Tatyana?" he questioned. "Despite our advantage, we have no reason to believe Jin will cooperate with us."
"Having him sit here doing nothing is a better alternative?" Tatyana retorts. "Kazuya will tear apart the rest of the world to get what he wants. Either way, as much as I hate to admit, we have to force Jin and Kazuya to cancel each other out. All I'm asking you is to give me a chance to work out a solution."
Her rationale proved vital in persuading Jones. "Very well. Do you at least have a plan for how to approach this?"
"I do actually," Tatyana replied as she operated her commlink. "Rodriguez, it's me." She paused after hearing her troop inform her of the Williams' transport. "Good. Please do me a favor. Contact Grant and have him find two names for me. I need their assistance with this matter. That will be all, but I'll let you know if I require anything else."
With that, Tatyana ended the call and addressed her boss. "I'll need a few hours to make this work."
Jones nods in affirmation. "Make them count."
"I will, but I need to make another call," Tatyana told him before excusing herself into the empty hallway to use her commlink again. The device beeped a few times, giving off a sense of dread in Tatyana's mind. She hoped the person in question wasn't hurt.
The other line finally answered. "Raven here."
Tatyana breathed a sigh of relief, keeping her voice down. "It's me. Are you ok?"
"I'm unharmed if that's what you're thinking," he answered. "Where are you?"
"Back at HQ and will be here for a while. Kazama turned himself in about half an hour ago," Tatyana informed him.
The astonishment in Raven's voice was evident on the other line. "Can't say that I saw that coming. Any reason why?"
"Not sure but I'm about to find out during my interrogation." She went quiet. "I want you here."
Raven detected trepidation in Tatyana's voice. His girlfriend was worried, and he knew it was about his safety after Dragonuv nearly killed him in their battle. Luckily, Raven withstood everything Russia's super soldier threw before permanently ending their confrontation by performing one of his deadly techniques, "Dead End." The force of the blow cracked Sergei's skull wide open as he collapsed to the pavement, blood flowing from the wound while taking his last breaths before succumbing to death.
"I should arrive within an hour or so," Raven stated. "Are Jones and the others aware of... us?"
"They don't suspect anything for now," Tatyana answered. "We'll tell them after this is over."
"Agreed. I'll be there shortly." Raven said as he ended the call.
Tatyana felt a burden lifted off her heart at the sound of her beloved's voice, unsure what she'd do if something happened to him, just like his near-death experience in the Bronx.
For now, Tatyana had a job to complete.
Two Hours later:
Jin sat unmoving in his cell devoid of any emotion which wasn't unusual for the Japanese male, his quiet, calm nature inherited from his late mother. Jun Kazama's death over ten years ago affected him in more ways than one, the lasting memory of her demise at the hands of Ogre just before his fifteenth birthday. Though Jin managed to avenge her death at the third tournament's conclusion, the gaping hole in his tormented soul remained and hadn't healed since.
Two guards approached the holding cell, Tatyana following right behind them. Jerald Grant was amongst the guards after securing Nina and Anna to their designated prison before they would fly out of the country for their trial in France. The punching of keys shook Jin out of his thoughts as the door hissed open. He tensed himself, prepared for what could be a hostile questioning. Stoic as her counterpart, Tatyana took the seat in front of Jin, a manila folder in her hand, Jones and the others watching the scene unfold from the opposite window.
"Grant, you and Jackson wait outside," instructed Tatyana.
Both men proceeded with a quick salute before shuffling out of the room, leaving the ebony female alone with her guest, their eyes holding each other.
"Jin Kazama," Tatyana stated his name as she skimmed over his criminal file. "Former leader of the Mishima Zaibatsu. Son of Jun Kazama and Kazuya Mishima, grandson to Heihachi and Kazumi Mishima."
Jin furrowed his brows at the mention his entire immediate family. Besides his mother, he could care less for the other names mentioned; each person Tatyana referenced bringing nothing but misery in his life.
Kazuya was the first to cause his internal suffering. That bastard, in Jin's opinion, abandoned him and his mother while failing to take responsibility, rendering Jun to raise their lone child as a single parent. That sparked a suppressed rage to ultimately manifest within Jin, intermixing with the Devil Gene in his blood that went unnoticed until arriving at Heihachi's doorstep as a teenager.
Heihachi himself cared little for his grandson but knew he could use the boy to his advantage and lure Ogre out of hiding. The old man yearned for the chance to obtain overwhelming power, going to extreme lengths to achieve his lofty ambitions. After Jin killed Orge, Heihachi did the unthinkable and shot his grandson in the head, leaving him to die - or so he thought. That's when Jin's Devil Gene first surfaced, the evil gleam in his eyes burning and inflicted severe damage on Heihachi before escaping to Australia. Ever since that fateful day, the young man swore to end the Mishima bloodline by any means necessary, uncaring if he perishes in the process.
Lastly, Kazumi Mishima, the person who first wielded the Devil Gene's power, had yet to be greeted by Jin. Even Heihachi didn't mention her once during their years together in the mansion. She was a woman of mystery and intrigue much like Jun.
"I don't need to be reminded of my family's lineage." Jin chastised.
"Of course you don't, but that's not why you're here. In fact, why exactly are you here?" Tatyana asked. "Turning yourself into our custody was the last thing I envisioned someone like you to do."
Jin's answer was simple. "I want Kazuya dead."
"And what do you expect us to do? You're a wanted criminal for starting this damn war, killing many innocent lives though you weren't directly involved in the many murders all because of a family feud," the ebony woman pointed out. "The world is in disarray, and you along with your father and grandfather are to blame."
"You think I don't know that?" Jin sharply replied. "I only committed those deeds to rid myself of the Devil Gene flowing through my veins. My father embraces this power. I, on the other hand, wish to expel it."
Tatyana's face hardened. "I'll pretend as though you didn't raise your voice in front of me. Consider that a warning." She then leaned forward in her chair. "Say we even consider helping you with your problem. What makes you think we would let you free?"
Jin understood the UN wanted him imprisoned for a maximum sentence. Should that happen, life, as he knew, would be over with little to no contact to the outside world, not that he interacted much in the first place.
The Japanese male leans back in his metal chair. "Running away from the inevitable any longer is pointless."
"Then what the hell do you want?" Tatyana snapped, fed up with this cat and mouse game.
"Allow me to kill Kazuya. After I put him in the ground for good, I'll turn myself in, no tricks or illusions." Jin bargained. "There's no point in trying to lighten my sentence. I'm guilty and accept the consequences no matter how severe they'll eventually become."
Silence emerged between the two warriors before continuing for several more minutes with the young man telling his captor everything she wanted to know. After nearly twenty minutes, Tatyana finished her questioning and pardoned herself from the room.
"You took out Nina?" Jin's question stopped the ninja just before she reached the door.
Tatyana didn't bother turning around. "Your little secretary was fortunate I didn't use my full arsenal. She and her sister will be in France for their sentencing."
Jin merely shrugs his shoulders. "Figured someone would best her sooner or later. Didn't expect it to be anyone other than Anna."
"Shows how much you claim to know," Tatyana told him. "For your sake, I sincerely hope you're honest, Kazama. If not, I'll have no qualms ending your life, Devil Gene or not." With that, she left him to ponder her parting words.
Dwight was first to greet the kunoichi. "What do you think?"
"He looks to be sincere, but I'm remaining cautious of Jin's true intentions," relayed Tatyana.
"Any chance he'll accept the deal?" Dwight inquired.
Tatyana pauses in contemplation. "It's hard to tell at this time. However, I believe Jin wants to distance himself from all this. Call me crazy, but I don't think the blame should entirely fall on him. Jin isn't the main villain in this game though far from a model citizen. He's an unfortunate casualty from his ancestors' poor decisions. I'll even go far to say I sympathize for him."
"I agree wholeheartedly, but what Jin has done along with his father cannot go unpunished," Dwight remained steadfast in his conviction.
"Which is why I have reinforcements to ensure his cooperation," Tatyana declares.
Not as soon as that statement was said, Grant poked his head in the doorway. "Your guests are here, ma'am."
She nods at her subordinate. "Take me to them."
End of Flashback:
The guests Tatyana mentioned at the time happened to be mainstays in the Tekken tournament along with Jin starting at the third installment; Ling Xiaoyu and Julia Chang.
Each young lady had a history tied to the Zaibatsu's former leader, Xiaoyu attending Mishima Polytechnic School alongside Jin during their teenage years before the start of the third tournament. Over the years, their friendship evolved into varying stages including being tested after Jin brought the world into chaos, thus creating the destructive beast known as Azazel. Xiaoyu supported Jin despite his violent change and was vital in convincing him to stay in the UN's custody.
Julia Chang, a researcher from Arizona, had unknown ties to Jin due to their respective mothers. Michelle Chang and Jun Kazama both participated in the second tournament with entirely different motives. Heihachi and many other unsavory characters viewed Michelle's pendant as a source of tremendous power and wanted to steal it for their own purposes, thus prompting the Native American woman to defend the artifact at all cost. On the other hand, Jun, an officer for the WWWC organization, entered the tournament to arrest Kazuya Mishima for his illegal practices regarding animal experimentation. Fate had different ideas though as she and her target became intimate, thus conceiving Jin sometime afterward. Then, tragedy struck more than ten years later as Ogre murdered Jun while destroying the home she and Jin created for themselves, her son never the same following the attack.
'While I should express pity on Jin's behalf, it doesn't excuse the warfare he willingly orchestrated,' Raven told himself, slightly shivering at the wind whipping against his body.
A hostile trial involving all political leaders around the Globe witnessed Jin's fate, the room rendered mute as his sentence went from fifty years to ten along with lifetime probation. Many scoffed at the ruling while others were mildly surprised, but it was Tatyana who managed to lighten the punishment after disclosing pertinent intelligence about the Zaibatsu and G Corporation's dealings throughout the world in chronological order, courtesy of Jin who was cured of his raging Devil Gene thanks to Julia creating the impossible antidote.
The world's recovery lasted for eight years, every revolution around the sun healing each scar. Even now, Raven held disdain for Jin. However, no matter how much he disliked the idea of that boy helming the two syndicates, Raven had to admit that Jin truly changed for the better, his sudden marriage to Xiaoyu proving that fact along with following through on the promise to rid the world of Kazuya, turning himself in after performing the deed.
Raven's thoughts dissipated at the sheer sound of laughter. He craned his neck and noticed two kids, a girl in her preteens carrying a six-year-old boy on her back in what looked to be a game of piggy-back. Both children were draped in winter coats and insulated thermals to keep them comfortable in the dropping temperatures. Raven slowly got up from his bench spot, bracing himself as the girl clumsily rammed into his sternum.
"Sorry, Dad!" the girl apologized. "Marcus is heavier than I thought."
"Am not!" the younger boy rebuked.
Marcus began bouncing on his sibling's back, adding to her discomfort before they both fell to the snowy ground in a heap. The kids then started throwing failed snowballs at each other, more like placing it in the other's hair.
Their father merely shook his head in amusement. "So silly, both of you. It wouldn't come as a surprise if you kept this up for the entirety of the day. You probably left your mother by her lonesome."
"Raven, they're just kids. Let them enjoy their youth," a warm voice sounded.
All three looked up to see a welcoming sight. Dressed in a long charcoal coat and the same colored boots with both hands firmly inside the coat pockets was Tatyana, a sweet smile at the scene in front of her - their family.
Though making an excellent observation, Raven knew better than anyone that the kids wouldn't venture too far away with Tatyana being the quicker parent and the proverbial protective mother, her attributes never diminishing in her growing time as an agent.
"Besides, they couldn't get lost even if they tried," continued Tatyana, ruffling Carla's hair before stepping closer to Raven. "We should get going. The storm should be coming through in a few hours."
"But mama, I want to see more snow!" Marcus protested, clearly infatuated with icy precipitation.
A hearty chuckle emerged from his father. "You can see that from inside where its warm, son. When we go home, what do you say we have your favorite cookies?"
"YEAH!" Both kids cheer before tearing off towards the bus stop not too far from where their parents stood. That left the two longtime ninjas alone.
Tatyana saunters over to her husband of eight years, the same loving stare holding his eyes. "Everything ok?"
He enveloped her in a gentle embrace. "I believe so. The world is at peace, and I have you and the kids." Raven then softly kissed his spouse. "Seems like the perfect life for me."
His wife's smile sawed her face in half. "I can attest to that."
Lacing their fingers together, Raven and Tatyana walked towards the bus stop and joined their children as they waited for the next scheduled ride. Raven didn't bother turning back to the statue.
'Never did I ever picture having this kind of life,' Raven lamented as their transportation screeched to a halt. 'And I don't intend on wasting this opportunity.'
Raven & Tatyana's Home:
Wood splinters and cracks from the heat engulfing its contents warming the now cozy condo, a sharp contrast from winter's frigid chill outdoors. True to his word, Raven and his son sat together munching on the cookies Tatyana baked a few days ago. The father and son shared many similarities besides their looks, including a sweet tooth.
Meanwhile, Tatyana had her hands all in Carla's scalp in the downstairs bathroom, undoing the braids to let her daughter's hair down until the spring season came around. Strands of hair littered the bathroom floor as Carla did her best to ignore the constant pulling and tugging against her cranium. She voiced no complaint knowing there were worse places to end up - primarily as a potential orphan.
Flashback: UN Medical Center
Tatyana quickly passes through the doors leading to the infirmary, her pace slowing after making sure she ran no one over. She couldn't help it though; the girl she saved earlier today was in bad shape, her legs severely hurt after being pinned under that slab of concrete. Suddenly, Tatyana unceremoniously bumped into an unsuspecting patron, sending both to the floor. It was Tyra who absorbed the brunt of the collision.
"Sorry for that." Tatyana quickly apologized and helped her subordinate to her feet.
"No need for an apology," Tyra responded. "I have some info on our new guest."
"Indulge me." Tatyana simply said.
Tyra opens up a folder containing everything on their casualty. "Name's Carla, four years old born in Queens. Mother teaches math and science in the area while her dad owns his own insurance business. Sadly, both died just before you rescued Carla from the debris — no living family members that we know. Carla is by herself."
Sadness overcame Tatyana in an instant. The girl she just saved had nothing left: no siblings, family, nothing. All she had were the torn, tattered clothes on her back. At that moment, the ebony woman knew what she needed to do.
"Is she awake?" Tatyana inquires.
"Yes, but what are you going to do?" Tyra asked.
Tatyana handed the file back to her subordinate. "I'm going to speak with her in private. No one comes in that room until I'm finished speaking with the child. First, I need you to call child protection services."
Tyra displayed a horrified look. "Ma'am, you're not thinking of-"
"God no, that's not in the girl's best interest. I don't want someone like Carla ending up on the streets, which is why I need you to tell them I what I intend to do." Tatyana stated before walking towards Carla's room.
"That is?" Tyra's question caught her boss' ear.
"The right thing," Tatyana said aloud, marching to her next stop.
Patient Room:
Truthfully, Tatyana never liked hospitals as they reeked of that awful smell intermixed with the stench of illness and death while at the same time sparing Raven from that very fate. She stopped at the door and pondered how to approach this delicate situation, no doubt the girl will be scared and fearful of what may happen to her.
Gently pushing the door, Tatyana poked her head in to see Carla whimpering, both knees huddled close to her chest. She was understandably a wreck; her whole world ripped from her minuscule hands.
'She reminds me of myself at a much younger age.' Tatyana regretfully thought while taking a spot right next to the frightened child, her voice gentle. "Carla?"
The young girl peeked from under her arms to make out Tatyana's face, lowering her legs in a sitting position as tears streak her youthful features. "Y- You're the one who saved me."
Tatyana nodded in confirmation. "The doctors told me you'd make a healthy recovery in a few weeks. That concrete pinned your legs underneath for a long time. Thank goodness you can still walk." She viewed Carla's face. "Your facial bruises are healing." Carla touched her face, suffering nasty scratches but nothing to be considered severe.
"How did you end up back there?" Tatyana asked.
"I- I was walking with my parents from school," the girl began. "They each held my hand and were so happy after I passed my spelling test. Daddy said he would buy me a new doll for passing. Then, then..." Carla's sobs return as she relived the horrid memory. "Someone shot them!"
The gruesome scene caused Carla to cry even harder, becoming another victim in this war of carnage. Tatyana then did what the next best option was. Carefully, the ebony ninja pulled the small girl in a loving embrace, running a caring hand over Carla's head to soothe her fragile state of mind.
"I'm so sorry for your loss, Carla. No child such as yourself deserves any of this." Tatyana told her.
She let Carla continue for an extensive period, understanding the girl had nowhere else to go with no other relatives to take her in. It reminded Tatyana of her stained past as a child.
Sniffling, Carla asked her savior, "What's going to happen to me? Will I... be alone?"
"Not if I can help it," Tatyana stated before staring deep into the child's eyes. "Listen to me very carefully, Carla. I have no intention of putting you in an orphanage. A child like you needs a stable home to grow in."
"But I have no place to go." Carla protests.
"That's why I wanted to ask permission from you first." Tatyana could already feel herself growing attached to the child as she softly grasps Carla's hands in her own. "Carla, would you like to stay with me, as my adoptive daughter?"
Carla was rendered speechless, unable to say even a single word. This woman sitting beside her bed was willing to take her in without knowing too much about her other than her family's murder. Tatyana's selfless act to save her from a premature end had such a profound effect on the young girl's mind, making the most significant decision of her life more comfortable.
"C- can I... can I call you mommy?" Carla timidly asked.
Tatyana's smile told the entire story. "Yes, you may."
Despite new tears forming, Carla smiled for the first time since the incident and hugged her new mother for dear life, ecstatic she wouldn't stay in the nearest orphanage. The death of her parents will haunt her in the short term, but having someone fill the void would be of great help. They held each other in the room for what seemed like hours.
Both ladies backed away as Tatyana spoke. "I'll go fill out some paperwork and gain full custody of you. Then, we'll go shopping when the war dies down, and I'll introduce you to my friend. Sound good?"
"Yes, mommy," answered Carla. "Can I have another hug?"
No answer was needed. Tatyana hugged Carla again. She could get used to being called mommy.
End of Flashback:
"Mom?"
Tatyana shook out of her reverie after hearing her name, realizing her hands stopped moving in her daughter's hair as she replayed the day Carla was adopted.
Shortly after their conversation, Tatyana informed Raven and Dwight about her intentions to take Carla as her own and received alternating responses. Dwight stated his concerns for allowing a child to stay with his top agent, citing it will be challenging to watch after her while still completing dangerous missions around the world. He wasn't wrong on that end as both conglomerates refused to back down. Raven was a different story altogether, stating the child would be safer than in any other place, particularly a shelter. He got to know more about Carla in the following days and like his superior, warmed up to the girl rather quickly.
"Sorry, was thinking about something," Tatyana apologized, her eyes connecting with Carla's in the mirror.
"Was it about me?" her daughter asks.
Putting the brush down, Tatyana obtains a hair scrunch to bunch the hair together. "The day I adopted you, and when you met your new father; some of my fondest memories." She stepped back. "So, do you like it?"
Carla checked herself over. Her hair looked a bit puffy, but it would only be temporary as Tatyana would relax it tomorrow. "I do." She turns to her parental figure. "Thanks, mom."
"You're welcome," Tatyana replied, kissing her daughter's forehead. "Go get ready for bed. I'm about to get your brother."
"Yes, Ma'am," Carla said.
They hugged one another before the girl exited the bathroom, leaving Tatyana to pick up the loose strands to throw away in the then flipped the light switch off and headed into the kitchen. Her two boys devoured half the batch of cookies she made, the younger one sporting a cheeky smile. Marcus was indeed the spitting image of his father if the hair and facial features were any indicators.
Tatyana placed both hands on her hips. "Young man, you know you're not supposed to have more than two cookies before bed."
"But I didn't, mom." Marcus defended himself. "Dad took most of them."
Raven raised his hands in mock surrender after his son hung him out to dry. "Couldn't resist. Your desserts always hit the spot."
A grin formed on his wife's face, a devious one at that. "Then guess who's helping me make more in the morning?"
The male ninja's face fell in defeat, knowing he wasn't going to get out of this one. "Yes, dear."
"Good." Tatyana's attention turned to their son. "As for you, it's way past your bedtime."
Marcus sulked. "Yes, mom."
Dejectedly, the boy walked towards his room to change into his sleep pajamas. Tatyana shook her head with a smile, understanding Marcus was a handful but could only imagine what he would be like as a teenager. Two hands encircled Tatyana's shapely hips, and a pair of lips ensnared her ear to nibble on the sensitive flesh gently, a sensual moan leaving her at the heightened sensations. She leaned into Raven's chest, allowing him access to her soft spots.
"Don't think this excuses you out of cookie duty tomorrow, wise guy," warned Tatyana.
Raven pecks her cheek. "Wouldn't dream of it."
The loving couple moved into the living room to pass some time as the kids prepared for bed, Tatyana making herself comfortable between her husband's legs, snuggling close to him underneath an electric blanket. Raven's attention honed on the mounted TV screen showing the news, his hands administering a sweet massage to his wife's back.
No further conflict popped up in any other part of the world. Looking for any sign of trouble was a habit for Raven, remaining on edge even in the comfort of his own home, yet nothing of concern appeared on the telecast like the days before tonight. These past eight years yielded unprecedented peace, something neither ninja thought was possible. Away from the war, their kids brought a new sense of pride and joy to both agents, Carla and Marcus becoming their drive in life other than ensuring the safety of the world. Raven envisioned parenting to be quite a challenge but was grateful Tatyana was learning just as much, if not more so when she became pregnant with Marcus shortly after their honeymoon in Jamaica.
"Distracted, husband?" Tatyana murmurs, shifting her weight off his legs.
Raven halted his treatment to flex his fingers. "Sort of."
Tatyana changed her position and sat beside him, moving the blanket to cover herself and Raven before resting her head upon his shoulder. She pulled her left arm out, viewing the immaculate diamond ring Raven purchased and subsequently asked for her hand in marriage. Tatyana will be the first to say she didn't expect him to propose all those years ago.
"You made me so happy that day, though I was certain Dwight would blow a gasket since we didn't even tell him we were dating." Tatyana softly remarks. "Who else knew?"
"Tyra, Grant, Jackson, and Rodriguez all knew, but I made sure they kept it tight-lipped so I could find the best ring though Rodriguez nearly spilled the beans," Raven explained. "But I did consider what master would think about all this."
Next week marks the anniversary of their beloved teacher's passing. Both Marcus and Carla haven't seen the grave but have heard countless stories from Raven and Tatyana of their upbringing
"He would've been proud, Raven," Tatyana told him with a caring smile, her hand on top of his own. "There's no doubt in my mind he approves what we've done in building the next generation of ninja within our clan. It helps that Carla is an eager learner. I wish to begin training Marcus around May or June when school lets out for the summer." She then kissed him. "Also, I would like for us to try again..."
Raven's eyes widened. "What?"
A thoughtful look graced Tatyana's near flawless complexion. "You don't know how much Carla and Marcus have affected me, Raven. They're our beautiful children, and I know you feel the same endearment towards them." She faced Raven completely, straddling his waist with a glint of mischief in her eyes. "I'm asking you if we can try for another baby."
Tatyana's request caught her husband by surprise as he sat in pure shock, unable to say anything as she waited for a response. "I... I would welcome another child." Raven finally recovered. "Did you have any preference?"
"We can't control the gender, but either way, I'll be happy." Tatyana then showed a sly grin. "But why wait a few years down the road? Hell, I don't think I want to wait a few months..." Her lips inched closer to Raven's ear. "Or even tomorrow."
With that, Tatyana nibbled on the flesh of his earlobe, her body filled with an ember developing into a raging inferno whenever they were alone together like this. Over the years, their relationship blossomed into a kindred union, yet their intimacy dwindled due to Carla and Marcus keeping the couple busy along with traveling the world. Both thought about hanging it up for good but knew leaving would be a bad idea as another global threat could spring up in no time. When the children wore themselves out like tonight, rendering the condo silent except for the swirling winds, Raven and Tatyana knew these chances came sporadically. The UN didn't need their services for the holidays, granting them some well deserved time off with no missions. The desire that consumed Raven and Tatyana a decade ago heightened in potency.
It was time to release some sexual frustration.
Raven's genuine smirk gave his wife butterflies. "You make a good point. Are the kids asleep?"
"Eager as ever, I see," Tatyana jokes with an alluring smile. "I sent both of them to bed nearly an hour ago." The ebony woman slid out of Raven's lap and off the couch. "Go check on them real quick. When you come upstairs," she leans forward to slide her hand underneath his chin, their eyes connecting. "I'm about to rock your world."
Tatyana saunters past her husband while purposely swishing her hips on her way up the stairs. Raven couldn't help but feel mesmerized at how she pushed his buttons at every turn. After powering off the TV, he went down the hall to check on his kids, each sound asleep in their separate rooms, dreaming of what was to come for Christmas after seeing various gifts under the tree. Raven then proceeded upstairs and entered their shared room, noticing the bathroom door closed before sitting at the edge of the bed, waiting patiently for his lover to finish.
His composure deserted him once the door opened.
Appearing in the middle of the doorway with a blood red nightgown covering a lace black lingerie set was Tatyana, her long braids framing half her face. The dim lights did little to hide the lust building between husband and wife.
"Agent Raven," Tatyana purrs while leaning against the wall, eyes twinkling in carnal passion as she absently traces a hand over her chest. "I require your assistance."
Raven went along with the role play. "How can I help you, Ms. Tatyana?"
She turns around, her hands fiddling with the sleepwear. "I seem to have a problem removing this gown. Could you assist me?"
Without saying another word, Raven snuck behind Tatyana and pressed his body deep against her back, inhaling the strong scent of cherry perfume while admiring the sumptuous curves of his lover's body before slipping the nightgown off her person, the fabric fluttering into a puddle on the floor.
"If earlier tonight was any indication," Raven whispered huskily in Tatyana's ear, making her knees go weak. "It would be best for me to begin our festivities."
(Warning: Another Lemon alert, read at your own risk)
Ten Minutes later:
"Ohh! Raven! Mmm!"
The comforter muted Tatyana's shout, doing her best to keep her voice down and not wake their kids but did little to protect against a breathtaking orgasm flowing like a river from her clitoris, shuddering in delight as she gasped for oxygen.
Raven lifted his mouth from her nether regions, taking great pride in getting Tatyana to lose control of her sanity from oral alone as he wiped his lips clean of her essence, sliding back up her body before affectionately holding his beloved to assist in her recovery. Raven peppered the base of Tatyana's jaw with wet smooches towards her collarbone and neck area, the skin turning raw.
"Ngh, Raven..." Tatyana wheezes, feeling Raven trace his tongue over her mahogany skin. "You sly devil."
She surrendered to her husband's ministrations, sinking into the depths of Raven's inescapable ocean, trembling as he kissed down her naked back, squeezing each breast with tenderness. Another quiet, needy moan fell out of the kunoichi's mouth, a love bite planted at the top of her spine.
"You only have yourself to blame," Raven mutters in her air. "Everything I know came from you, so that makes you liable."
"Is that a fact?" Tatyana sardonically challenged, running her hand over the newly formed hickey. "And this is of my account?"
Raven stops to admire the mark; his hands never straying from her hips. "I suppose I'm responsible, but I admire how it looks."
Tatyana giggles before grabbing his face. "It's my turn now."
"And you say I'm the eager one," he teased.
They kiss passionately, oblivious to the lack of air between their mouths, Tatyana's tongue dueling Raven's as she began to show more initiative. The two ninjas swapped positions with Tatyana having Raven on his knees, his manhood hardening at the sight of Tatyana's figure. Not wasting precious time, Tatyana bent down on all fours and engulfed Raven's aroused member in her succulent mouth, the action earning a pleasurable groan from her husband, her ass within reach from his vantage point. Raven spanked the sizable flesh before squeezing each cheek, prompting Tatyana to hold his sensitive accessories in her palm as she deep throats him. Tatyana finally released her husband's organ from her mouth, only to have Raven pin her against the bed in aggressive fashion for a heated kiss, any thoughts of resistance quickly evaporating from her mind.
Raven envelops his protective arms around her slender body from behind, continuing to kiss all over the neck region and caress every inch of her tanned skin. Tatyana could do nothing to compose herself as each groan reverberated through her esophagus, throwing all caution to the wind by reaching back and grasping her lover's neck, holding on for dear life as he deeply nuzzled her neck, each hand cupping her breasts for a tender squeeze. Tatyana's moans amplified when he pinched both nipples. This sound aroused Raven, the urge to perform more filling within his soul to pleasure his wife in any way conceivable so her endless moans wouldn't cease.
Changing tactics, Raven let his left-hand slide down his lover's abdomen with a feathery touch down to her leaking folds. Tatyana summoned every inch of her willpower not to scream her husband's name as his fingers rubbed against her outer walls before inserting them inside her vice. One startling cry of pleasure after another escapes Tatyana at the intrusive entry, a never-ending attack by Raven on her clit bringing forth breathtaking sensations, her skin ablaze from the added body heat of her beloved.
The kunoichi released Raven's neck and fell on all fours, rendered powerless from his ministrations and shuddering as he hovered over her back to lick every region of her spine, two fingers descending further into her womanhood with acceleration. Her climax was all but assured if Raven prolonged his torture, but he decided to postpone the inevitable, not wanting to tire her out before giving Tatyana nothing but thorough euphoria. Within moments, the blonde haired man grabbed Tatyana's waist and raised it upward, her rear suspended in the air.
She was at his mercy.
One startling cry of ecstasy spewed from Tatyana's mouth as Raven's tongue kicked around her vagina, strategically picking his spots to give nothing but unadulterated bliss to this woman, her increasing cries of satisfaction telling Raven he was doing a tremendous job. Tatyana's hands clench the comforter in an iron grip, doing her best not to throw caution to the wind and let her lover screw her brains out.
Her impatience revealed she was going to let him do so regardless.
Another shriek blurted out of Tatyana due to Raven smacking her ass, the blow leaving her backside with a noticeable change in skin tone but the kunoichi could care less. She wanted this, all of this.
'She's desperate,' Raven deducted before reluctantly pulling back from Tatyana's searing core, not at all displeased with her fluids dripping from his mouth. 'Best not keep her waiting.' He used both hands to raise her bountiful derriere higher, arching Tatyana's back.
She groaned again. "Raven, what's taking-" Her husband then plunged his way into her wet cavern, Tatyana nearly forgetting how to breathe.
Perhaps the kunoichi's lustful nature had waned over time, or Raven's stamina lessened due to his growing workload in the UN. Contrary to popular belief, it's just been so long since they've been able to enjoy each other's bare body in this manner. The feel of his shaft expanding her walls and stroking against her G-Spot triggered a flood of spasms as Tatyana screamed far louder than before, only the sheets stopping her from howling to the heavens.
Raven settles in nicely before gradually pulling out, holding her shapely hips as he began thrusting at a leisure pace, focusing more on technique to provide the most comfort and pleasure. He filled Tatyana with every forward motion, his force far from modest against Tatyana's backside, her ample chest flailing from the strength of her lover's appendage. The female ninja smothered her face in a pillow, unable to cease her incoherent moans blended with screams. Every penetration ushered in another torrent of pleasure, sweat glistening their bodies.
Even this failed to satisfy her horny husband.
To effectively cut off her cries, Raven bent down and gently grabbed Tatyana's face before firmly planting his lips on hers, swallowing her persistent moans. Tatyana regained her composure and held her husband's face close to keep their mouths attached, provoking another clash of tongues. With his right hand, Raven reached down to their unification, his middle and index fingers rubbing the bead of flesh while pounding Tatyana upright, the combined stimulation on her nether regions almost too much to bear.
"Ahh! Yes! Raven! Oh God! More! Please! More!" Tatyana shouted, not believing her own words.
Raven's assault on her womanhood reduced Tatyana's mind to putty as shockwaves ripped through her body, adding to the building lust which made her beg for more. She didn't give a damn how it got to this point and savored every second of Raven wrecking her ass with his appendage. No breaks, not even a slight pause to recapture leg balance stopped either ninja as Tatyana's forearms grew weak, allowing her body to rest against the bed but not before backing her hips into Raven's groin. Each ninja pumps in accord with one another, Raven opting to go overload as he clutched a fistful of her braids, drilling his cock deep in a humping motion.
Both agents felt their climaxes, trying to prolong the long-awaited finish until their bodies gave way to exhaustion. Raven's silence turned into grunts, Tatyana's core tightening around him in a suffocating manner, his eroding willpower helping to stave off an explosion as he wanted his lover to reach bliss first. He rammed his rod harder into her leaking folds but didn't speed up, her ass shaking violently along with the lustful sounds of their loins colliding and her delightful moans.
It all boiled over in seconds.
Tatyana tenses before shrieking into the pillow, her organs torn through as a core-shaking orgasm clenched Raven's member preceded by her womanhood squirting its essence all over due to slamming her ass into her husband with authority. Raven himself wasn't done, keeping his member thrusting like a piston engine at peak frequency into his wife's vulnerable state. His plan worked to perfection as Tatyana's release didn't pass on immediately, leaving the kunoichi no choice but to continue screaming until her lungs gave out.
"T- Tatyana..." Raven groans through clenched teeth, reaching the end of his endurance. "I can't hold it..."
"YES! DO IT!" Tatyana's voice wrought with strain, crying out as she felt her braids pulled back again. "I WANT YOUR SEED! ALL OF IT! PLEASE! HUSBAND!"
Her agonizing screams push Raven over the edge, trading technique for pure speed and power, hastily picking up the pace to give Tatyana what she craved while grasping one of her heaving breasts to compress in his grip. The king-sized bed creaks unceremoniously, neither ninja willing to stop. Raven then finally abandoned all rational logic, cursing as he buried his sore manhood within her depths, clinging to her hot body as his seed violently erupted. Arching her back, Tatyana wailed into her husband's mouth as another orgasm renders her breathless, their shared climaxes blending inside her womb.
Heaving a shaky sigh, Raven exhaustively withdrew himself from Tatyana's core, lying directly on top of his beloved's back before rolling over to a space on the bed. His focus honed in on the dark ceiling after all that pent-up energy for tonight's liaison faded away. He didn't mind being drained like this, the reason for it right beside him. Tatyana laid nearly motionless on her stomach gasping for oxygen, her body vibrating from their fornication. The lack of movement made Raven fearful that he was too rough, but his fears dissolved as Tatyana gingerly opened her eyes, glancing at her husband with a faint smile. Their matching stares never broke away while winding down from mind-blowing rendezvous they shared. At last, Tatyana exhaled a long, drawn-out breath and climbed on Raven's torso; her hands placed lovingly on his face before bringing him up for an affectionate kiss that showed their standing as parents, spouses, and lovers.
Tatyana backs away to allow them both to breathe, her voice but a mere whisper. "I don't think there's any other way for me to express just how much I love you, Raven. Nothing at all."
"No argument from me." Raven solely said before resuming the kiss, one hand entrenched in her braids with the other caressing her derriere, the contact causing Tatyana to melt into his arms due to the shared warmth between their bodies that provided all the comfort added with their accelerated heart rates.
'There's no other place I'd rather be,' the blonde haired male thought. 'No one in my life besides our master has cared for me so much than her.'
Recollections of growing up in their childhood days crept into his mind. Never once did Raven ever fathom becoming emotionally invested in a woman like Tatyana, let alone marry and bear kids with her. He supposed this was the master's way of telling him to seek more out of life.
His wife gently placed her head on Raven's chest like a regular pillow, caressing his well-defined torso though not relinquishing the solid hold on his body. "Please don't tell me you're ready to call it a night already?" Tatyana props herself on one elbow, that familiar gleam of seduction in her eyes. "I have so much more to put down on you."
That earned a chuckle from Raven. "Thought you'd be out for the count after that."
"Don't flatter yourself, handsome," Tatyana laughs, giving him a light rap on the forehead. "I was only indisposed for a few minutes." Her smirk came back despite the level of fatigue. "What we did was great, but I don't think I've had enough to satisfy me fully."
Raven saw that as a challenge. "Another round then?"
Tatyana's smile turned into a full grin. "I'm thinking till the end of the night. That's if you have enough left to tame this ass of mine."
She then squeals in surprise as Raven flips them over with her beneath him, his lips crashing down on her own with renewed vigor. Tatyana sensed a hint of desperation and happily obliged her husband by stroking his manhood until it regained its glorified stiffness.
Groaning at becoming hard again, Raven retorts, "Why don't we find out how much more I have left?"
"Make it to where I'll be walking crooked for the next few weeks," Tatyana orders enticingly. "Your Queen demands it."
Those were the last words spoken as the two agents made love until the break of dawn, letting their passions speak for themselves in their shared struggle throughout the evening.
Nine Months later:
Presbyterian Lower Manhattan Hospital hadn't changed from the strong scent of disinfectant and other medical related things, bothering Raven to no end. He took his mind off the distracting aroma by reading one of his favorite novels. Carla and Marcus made sure to keep themselves occupied with their electronic gaming devices, toning the volume down to grant nearby patients some courtesy. The family waited for hours inside the pearly gleamed wellness center which remained one of the finest in all of New York, and it was the only place Raven trusted to bring Tatyana, Marcus born in this very establishment.
Despite these inklings, Raven couldn't shake the feeling of dread. Childbirth remained very stressful on any woman regardless of body type. Alas, it was Raven who felt helpless even to assist his wife in her time of need after enduring so much pain earlier in the day, her health now in the doctor's hands.
"Mr. Raven," a voice calls over the intercom.
Raven nearly fell out of his chair after hearing his name announced, which was understandable since the book was captivating as it was interesting. Regathering his wits with Carla and Marcus in tow, Raven strides up to the reception desk where a brunette haired nurse was seated. "I apologize for not paying attention."
The nurse merely smiled. "Not to worry, you're not the first and won't be the last. Anyhow, your wife's delivery was a complete success."
A drawn-out breath dislodged itself out of Raven's chest, so much that he didn't notice how long he was holding it in. "Can we see her?"
"Of course." The nurse got up from her chair and grabbed a clipboard. "If you'll follow me."
Carla and Marcus kept pace with their father and the nurse down the hallway towards their mother's room, the walk calm, yet filled with tension. Raven knew it was from being paranoid, a vacation needed after this experience. They arrived at the door, the nurse gesturing for Raven and his children to enter.
The sight was worth the long wait.
At the back of the room laid a worn out Tatyana surrounded by multiple beeping monitors checking her vitals. Sweat visibly ran down her forehead, an expression of weariness replaced with abundant jubilance at the sight of her family. Her eyes then wandered down to two cloth bundles nestled in her tender care, both squirming every so slightly.
Tatyana gave a healthy birth to fraternal twins.
"Don't just stand there, you three. Come and meet the newest additions to the family." Tatyana called out to them.
Raven smiles along with Carla and Marcus, shuffling close to the bed as their eyes fixated on the newborns. Being the loving husband he was, the blonde haired ninja kissed his wife affectionately before studying their new creations.
The child in Tatyana's right arm peeked from its covers, a complexion matching both parents with a mop of dark black hair and brown colored eyes lighting up at the sight of his father, looking precisely like Raven and his older brother. Switching his attention, Raven took in the appearance of the twin who slept peacefully. This one had the same amount of hair, only in a black and blonde mixture as her mother's braids.
"They look exactly like us, eye color and everything," Raven observed.
"And may pick up our tendencies too." Tatyana quips.
Her husband lightly chuckles. "Now we have more ninjas in training."
"You know that won't happen until they reach age six, no exceptions," Tatyana warns before softening her features. "They're so beautiful and remind me of when I had Marcus." She glanced at her husband. "Would you like to hold your son?"
Not needing to be told twice, Raven carefully cradles the smaller version of himself and Marcus. There was no wailing from the boy, just a quizzical expression that quickly turned into a toothless smile. Raven lent the baby his finger and wasn't shocked to see him latch onto it with small hands.
"Calvin and Tiana," Raven quietly pronounces the names of his and Tatyana's newborn children. "Welcome to the world." He kissed his wife again and nuzzled her forehead before both allowed Carla and Marcus to hold their siblings.
'Tatyana and I promised to preserve the legacy of our clan. We've done so with the adoption of Carla, and the birth of Marcus, Calvin, and Tiana. There's still work to complete, but the possibilities are endless as we teach our children the ways of the ninja. My only wish is that they do not endure the hardships we did, though I'm positive they'll lead the future generation for years to come. Master, you told us to leave behind a legacy for our clan. We will ensure that legacy lasts forever.' Raven thought as he stared lovingly at his budding household.
The End
Author's Note
Dark Desire is now complete. I must admit that working on this story has been rewarding, yet tiresome. Never did I realize how difficult it was to pair Raven and Master Raven with a decent plot and character development. Hopefully, it didn't disappoint any of you readers out there. There will be future stories involving these two and their family. As always, leave a review (good/bad/indifferent) and give me some honest, constructive criticism so I can improve as a writer.
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