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For so long Ailith had stood so precariously on the edge of insanity, her mind so fragile that all it took was one small push for it to be shattered and for her to fall over the edge. Mars had stolen everything from her when he had dragged her back kicking and screaming to his hide out in the crags. Her mind could not recover from the trauma, causing her to shut down. She had fallen into a silence, her eyes so distant as she refused to register anything happening to her, even the rape. When she finally did start to register Mars and the other female keeping her prisoner, she was not Ailith anymore, she was aggressive, unpredictable, full of resentment. And as she watched her sides grow, resentment and self loathing. HIS puppies were inside of her, she had let this happen to her. She had tried to rip them out of her one day, even if it meant killing herself in the process, but had been stopped before she could pull the demon spawn from out of her.

Ailith could not register how long she had been gone, her mind to broken to keep track of the days. At one point she had wondered if anyone was looking for her, but she knew nobody was coming, nobody really cared. She wasn't the beautiful, strong wolf she had once been, now she was a dirty mess who looked completely and utterly defeated at all times. Icy blue eyes that had once shined with life, now looked empty. Even her speech had changed after the breaking of her sanity, from third person to first person. The darkness had gotten what it had always wanted and completely consumed her. If those who used to know her saw her now, they may not recognize her. She was an empty husk, and if she wasn't careful, Mars would start creating something terrible out of her.

The darkness that surrounded her was suffocating, but she could not leave. Her leg had healed along with the other wounds inflicted by mars and his whore Jaidah. She couldn't leave though, she was too broken to realize where she was and how to get home and she was too fat to run very far and quick. The often brought her food, most of which she did not eat and a lot of it she could not stomach, but her cravings were too much and forced her to eat instead of starving herself. She wasn't really sure where either of her captors were this evening, but she knew atleast one lingered near by in the shadows. Something felt off inside of her, but she was not about to let them no or ask for help, instead she stood. As she did, a sharp pain shot through her body causing her to wince: the puppies were coming, experience from her last birth told her this.

Blue eyes shot around the shadows, her features showing no sign of the pain that shot through inside of her. Slowly she lumbered farther back into the rocks, trying to hide herself away so they would not see what was happening. Eventually they would smell the birthing fluid and blood, but if she could buy herself the time she could kill at least one of the puppies, stop one of these demon spawn from entering the world they did not belong in. The ice assassin laid back down on the cool stone, the shadows covering her as contractions caused her breathing to increase rapidly. It was funny how now that she was broken, the pain felt more distant than it had the first time. Although this birth would take far longer, and it was apparent as the first pup took it's sweet time exiting her. When it finally did, instinct took over her broken and exhausted mind, forcing her to clean the small white girl. When Ailith's mothering instincts were satisfied with the squawking of the girl, she picked her up and began to place her at her stomach but stopped mid way, realizing this was her chance to end the child, so helpless in her jaws. But she hesitated, and as pain pulsed through her body once more she quickly dropped the child at her belly and fell back over with the contractions.

All of her strength was waning as the second child took even longer, eating away at her body in the process. Hours passed as contractions continued, her mind unable to comprehend why this other pup was not leaving her body. Finally though, another mass made its way into the world, her mothering instincts driving her to clean the pup through her exhaustion. It was a white boy, and he was massive, explaining some of why he had taken so long. When he was clean, she tossed him next to his sister and fell over, her body running on fumes. She panted, eyes closing because it seemed like it was all over, she could relax and deal with this hell when she was better, but she was wrong. Contractions started again, another pup was still inside of her. This litter would quite literally be the death of her.

Once more, hours passed. The whole day had gone by through this litter before the last pup decided to make his way into the world. Another boy, slowly cleaned as her body was ready to give out on her. She dropped him carelessly next to his siblings, not caring about any of the children, especially with her exhaustion. Her sides heaved and her vision blurred as she stared at the three pups, the contractions ceasing for good this time. Resentment lingered in her icy gaze as she stared at the three abominations that suckled the remaining strength from her. She would not name them, did not care about them, but could not kill them despite how much she wanted to in these moments. Something stopped her, something stopped the rage as she saw not only the pink of Mars on them but the black of her mother: two wolves she hated so much. An old part of her, the old Ailith stopped her from killing them, did not blame them, saw the beauty in her new children. It was a war in her brain but she was far to exhausted to find the winner, collapsing over. Her eyes closed but the constant suckling sensation would not allow her to pass out, would not grant her this peace.

Lightning insanity striking inside of me.