A big thanks to AsylumSeeker and PennLady for helping me edit this chapter.
This is a revised version of my original chapter one.
CHAPTER ONE
PART ONE
The doctor was making his rounds to see the last of his patients of the day but stopped and turned his head. Something pulled at him. He took a deep breath and couldn't smell any trouble coming so he shook his head and continued with his rounds, deciding to investigate after he finished with his patients.
Doctor Richard Campbell. He was one of the eligible bachelors in the hospital. Both men and woman would look at him with craving eyes to which he did his best to make them crave even more. He was tall and muscular but in the lean sense of it, he had a swimmers body. His hair was black as night and hung just past his shoulders, but he had gray eyes which made him stand out and show the outside DNA of his Cherokee heritage. Everyone noticed his eyes, if he was in a happy and lighthearted mood they would become a lighter gray, almost silver but if his mood was passionate or angry, his eyes would turn a gray of storm clouds.
By the time he got to his last patient, the pull was stronger so he said his goodnights and started to search. He got to the elevator and started to go down each floor, one at a time until he got to the maternity ward which made him arch a brow.
He stepped out and started to walk down the corridor and then he stopped at the window where the babies slept and looked through it. Five babies were sleeping but the sixth seemed to look straight at him. He moved in front of the little bundle, and it kept its eyes on him. The pull was to the baby. He was confused until he let his senses reach out and then he caught it.
He caught the baby's scent and blinked. It couldn't be. He felt his breath caught in his lungs and had to force himself to take his next breath.
He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
* * * * *
Twenty minutes away, in an apartment. A man was biting his lower lip, and he pulled the brunette's hair to the side so he could watch her slide her lips down the length of his shaft. He let out a growl when she peeked up at him with lustful eyes and grabbed the back of her head and start to thrust his cock deep into her throat.
Then he let out another growl when his phone started to vibrate on the desk beside him, he looked at the number and knew he had to answer it. "This better be good, brother." he snarled.
Richard chuckled on the other end of the line and said, "I need you at the hospital now. Maternity ward." There was a pause. "She's returned to us." The call disconnected.
The man blinked hard and pulled the woman from his cock. "Get dressed and get out." he barked as he went to the bathroom to clean himself up.
The woman looked confused and growled, "You can't treat me like this. I want a fuck and I want it now."
He moved back to the doorway and growled more deeply, his eyes glistened with anger, "Don't fuck with me. We had fun, now get the fuck out of my apartment before I throw you out."
She knew better than to test the man, so got dressed and left his apartment, slamming the door behind her. He went back to the bathroom and jumped into the shower. Within twenty minutes, he was driving like a mad man towards the hospital.
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After Richard had hung up, he just stared at the child. He couldn't get past the scent of the baby. He felt like he was standing there for hours but he snapped out of his thoughts when a hand touched his shoulder and a man stood beside him. "How can this be brother?", the man asked.
Richard looked at him and shook his head."I don't know, Eric, but the scent. It's hers. There is no way I could ever forget her scent and there it is, as strong as ever." His voice quiet, as thought he feared he might wake the other infants.
The baby was still watching Richard but when her eyes went to Eric there seemed to be some sort of acknowledgment in them as she squirmed in the crib. Eric placed his large hand against the glass window and the girl seemed to want to reach out to it which made both men blink. Eric said, "I never thought I'd ever have a second chance with her."
Richard smiled at how the baby was acting and patted his brother on the back, then paused for a moment as an old Cherokee woman left the room of the child mother and tapped a staff in front of her. Eric turned to the woman as she stopped just meters away from them. Her eyes were clouded with blindness.
She looked at them as if she could see them."Can you tell me what she looks like please? My granddaughter there, Maria-Jane." Her voice was filled with tentative hope.
Maria-Jane,
Eric hadn't looked at the name tag on the crib. He smiled and said, "She's got large brown eyes which seem to be able to see into your soul and she's already got thick black hair." Then he swallowed hard."I can already tell she will make any man swoon when she gets older. Her parents will have to hire a bodyguard to keep all the hungry males away." She already had a hungry male after her so he knew that last part was true.
The old woman nodded with smile."I will do my best to protect her. She is my child now." Then with sadness in her voice, "Her mother died delivering her. And I refuse to have any granddaughter of mine be taken away from me." There was determination in her voice, even though she was blind, she would never let anyone take the child away from her.
Eric looked at Richard, a silent plea in his eyes, which made Richard smile. "If you ever have any problems with people wanting to take Maria away from you, just tell them that Doctor Richard Campbell are helping you until the child is easier to handle. To which I mean, she's walking around and able to come to you when you want her." Richard said.
The old woman smiled."They wouldn't dare to take the child away with a doctor of your caliber there to support me. It reminds me of a story when I lived with my tribe." Her eyes seemed to glaze over a little as memories of the past flooded her mind.
Eric looked at her."Tell us, please. We enjoy hearing tribal stories."
People started to walk down the corridor and into the room her daughter was in which made the old woman sigh, then she nodded to him."Are there chairs around here? My old legs aren't what they use to be."
Eric blinked."Oh, yes, of course." He took her arm and guided her, letting her feel the chairs behind them and she sat down with a nod of thanks to him, then he smiled."So please, the story."
She smiled slight. "I was just a child when this happened. The tribe I came from was secretive. We were one of the last tribes which had contact with the white men. We knew of them, so my parents told me about them. Just after I was born we went deeper into the mountains so it would be a longer time until the white men found us.
"But I remember, there were these twin brothers in the tribes. Both warriors, they were the chief's sons. But each had a different path to follow. They would fight all the time but if anyone else tried to fight one of them, the other was there to defend his brother. I remember them always getting into trouble but they were able to talk their way out of anything, no matter how serious it was." She smiled as she thought more on it. To her it felt like yesterday.
The brothers looked at each other, shocked. Then turned back to her as she continued the story.
"Each had chosen a maiden to spend the rest of their lives with and everyone rejoiced. Everyone could see there was a special bond between the couples. To me, it felt like they would never age like the rest of us, that their bonds were for eternity, that nothing could break the four up. But they did when the white man came. The white man came in the middle of the night and attacked the village. The elder brother's wife was killed in that attack, which drew the spirit of the wolf to him. He attacked all the white men but he was separated from his brother."
That piece of the story made both men hold their breath and look at each other unsure who the old woman was. The old woman continued. "When they were separated, someone darker had lured the younger twin away from the village. By the time the older brother felt something wrong with his twin, it was too late. He saw a dark person leaning over his brother and that made the brother go into a wild rage again. He attacked and killed the evil. When he went back to his brother, he thought he was dead but something pulled him to take him away to safety." The old woman sighed, lent back in the chair and closed her eyes.
She continued, "It is thought that the older brother was right, his brother wasn't dead but in one sense he was. It was the last time we saw the brothers and about two years after, the younger brother's wife left the village. She wasn't seen again either. There were so many stories being told of what happened to the three of them, but I believe what I see in my dreams." She opened her eyes and looked straight at the men.
The men seemed to hold their breath until she said, "I believe that U-ne-ga E-u-s-ti Wa'ya
(Gray Wolf)
and Ga-da-ne A-yv-da-qua-lo-s-gv
(Mountain Thunder)
are still with us. Most likely going with different names through the centuries, but they're waiting for the rebirth of U-ne-ga A-wi
(White Deer)
deep in my heart, I know Da-lo-ne-ga Gi-li-di-ne-hv-yi
(Gold Lightning)
would still be with Mountain Thunder."