Incantation Sierra
Original




It took him nearly a year to finally figure out how to change the incantation to the point where it would no longer require brutal force of tearing a rib from the body as a source of DNA. And when Yami realized he had finally figured it out, he let out a surprised sigh, sat back and fixed his glasses. It was finally time.

The demon stood, lifting the parchment up with him as he did. It was sixteen inches long and with his small handwriting it would be nearly double that for any one else. The spell would take a good six minutes to chant. It would have to be recited with perfect precision, each word articulated with the utmost conviction. No stuttering, no starting over. It would take a hell of a commitment. There was no room for mistakes.

Yet, Yami wasn’t concerned about being able to recite the long passage. His fear instead lay in the fact that he knew that although the pain required for the completion of the spell had been significantly reduced—it would not be completely absent.

He ran his thumb over the wrinkled paper. How long he had worked on it… How he had shuffled words here and there, had changed one over there…and there. How he had thought of how the words would run together. How he had imagined how the spell would work… It had been almost a year now. A full year since he had promised Kaelin he would do his best to find a way to use this spell to create a child of their own. Something of their own flesh a blood. A girl. A daughter. Their Sierra.

Yami swallowed thickly and set the parchment back onto his desk. He pulled off his glasses and set it on top of it. The demon gave the curled paper a long stare before he leaned forward and blew out the candle he had been reading under. The room fell into darkness.

Undaunted Yami made his way out of the room. He was use to navigating it in the dark. The demon sought out the man that would, along with himself, sacrifice a part of his body to make the girl.

“Kaelin,” Yami called. The blond jerked up and turned around. He was standing on the balcony, watching the sunset. Snow blanketed the horizon for as far as the eye could see. The little village of Schön was nestled quite peacefully in the gentle snow. A blizzard had hit the day before and it had finally stopped just hours ago. The snow smelled fresh, the air was crisp…. It was a good night for a child to be born. A beautiful night. “It’s complete…”

Yami didn’t have to explain. Smiling and holding back his tears, Kaelin moved forward and took his husbands hands. “Tonight?”

Yami nodded slightly. “If you’re ready…”

“Of course… I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.”

Yami smiled. Of course he had. Kaelin had never questioned him if he had been working on the spell. He had never been suspicious that Yami had not been making an effort. They both knew that they wanted this child. They both knew that Sierra would be a most wonderful addition to the family. But there was the pain factor…

“I’ll remove my rib first.” Yami nodded slightly.

“No.”

Yami rose an eyebrow. “No?” he questioned.

“No; I know you… If you think it’s too painful you won’t finish the spell.” Kaelin said seriously, frowning. Yami began to laugh. Kaelin certainly knew him well. He had even prepared a separate spell that would be able to counter this one to bring it to a swift end if he felt it was too painful still. Of course, his rib would still have been scarified but Kaelin would have been left unhurt. Yami felt that it would have been worth it, but now the stubborn blond had foiled that plan. “Yami,” Kaelin reached out to firmly take the shorter mans chin with one hand. “You’ll do mine first.”

Yami struggled internally for a moment, but the look in Kaelin’s eyes—that determined, unwavering stare strengthened his own resolve.

“Very well…” Yami finally said. He reached out and gripped the others arm tightly. He looked seriously up at the other. “It will still be painful, Kaelin… I’m sorry for that… but it will hurt.”

“I know. I trust you.”

That was all that needed to be said. With an encouraging smile Yami closed his eyes, took the others hands and began to chant quietly. The spell had a certain melody to it. He had changed that. Before when Sisco had chanted it, it had sounded like a curse. Now it sounded more like a song. A beautiful song that rose and fell in all the right places.

At first Kaelin didn’t feel anything, but after four or so minutes of listening to Yami’s gentle voice he started to feel a tingling in his side. It started out as nothing more than a tickling sensation, but then it started to turn into something that felt like a stitch. He did is best not to show that he was in pain, but he realized Yami had closed his eyes for a reason—he didn’t want to see the others pained expression.

The stitch was replaced by a sudden feeling that felt like a throb. Like his rib was jarring itself back and forth trying to dislodge itself. Then the throbbing was gone and replaced with a dull ache. Kaelin was suddenly aware of the bright orange light appearing a few inches above their head. Yami twitched slightly and his fingers tightened around Kaelin’s. Kaelin was sure Yami was probably experiencing the same feeling he had.

The orange light suddenly seemed to have a darker silhouette inside. The silhouette began to grow—rapidly. Kaelin realized that what he was witnessing was the growth of a child. A phenomena that was a mystery to most, but here, Kaelin was witnessing the entire cycle in merely seconds. He relished each moment—each movement that the silhouette made. His heart beat furiously with pride.

Then suddenly everything was over.

Yami opened his eyes, blinking, disoriented. He moved clumsily about, trying to orient himself. At first he was afraid that he had failed or something terribly wrong had happened, but then he heard one of the most beautiful noises any parent could hear. The sound of a crying, wailing and very healthy baby.

“It worked…?” Yami asked, blinking away the exhaustion. He felt Kaelin’s arm around his shoulder and he was lead inside.

“Yes, Yami… it worked.” Kaelin said quietly, and when he sat the demon down he gently placed the crying and wiggling baby into his husband’s arms. The confusion before on the man’s face disappeared and was replaced with sudden fondness. “It’s Sierra…”

“Sierra…” Yami agreed quietly. It had been awhile since he had held an infant. The triplets had been the last of their children that they had raised from infancy. It was strangely nostalgic holding a baby again. More so because it was actually his own flesh and blood… Kaelin’s flesh and blood.

“Yami? Are you all right, hun?” Kaelin asked softly, stroking the others hair.

The demon didn’t realize it, but he was crying. Silently. Good tears. Happy tears. Kaelin smiled, leaned forward and kissed the other gently on the lips. The monk smiled fondly at the little girl and ran his hand gently over the wiggling babies shock of black hair. Violet eyes jerkily opened, blinking widely and squinting. The baby let out a gentle noise and then suddenly fell asleep.

They both laughed. Sierra, they had a feeling, was going to be most wonderful.


[Ramirez]

<sub>A/N: Okay... originally this was like 8-9 pages long, but I realized I didn't like the first 6 or so pages. I only liked the part where it skipped a head to a year... so I ended up erasing the whole discussion about how Sierra's anem came to be. Instead, I'll eventually write the story that was talked about between Yami and Kaelin. It includes a good hunk of Professor Klaus's past (Kaelin's brother). So...yeah.

I'm hoping to eventually get around to writing how all of the kids came to be. So far I have completed: Flouresce, Trinity, Christine, Sierra, Vyse, Scout, Miles and Amethyst.

And I still need to write: Raif, Edward, Aeres, Vincent and Perry.

and yes. Yami and Kaelin are both men and they are married</sub>




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