Yuki Kimiko pushed with all her might, the pain of her child in the process of being born making her moan and cry, sweat bathing her soft and pale skin, despite the shuddering cold that the old wooden walls could not appease.
The crackling fire in the fireplace illuminated the ramshackle cabin and the face of the bastard who put her in this difficult situation.
Takeshi, an orphan who was taken in by her clan before she was born, had managed to earn her family's trust and was considered a close friend, despite being an outsider.
Kimiko had known him for as long as she could remember. To her, he was always a good older brother, kind, polite, and capable.
But when the girl entered adolescence and hormones began to cloud her judgment, she found the good older brother Takeshi quite attractive.
To her pleasant surprise, at least at the time, Takeshi also showed interest in her, despite being more than ten years older.
A forbidden relationship arose. A nobody, picked up from the street, and a princess. A man and an adolescent.
In the end, the pervert convinced the lustful adolescent and the act was consummated. And the result, months after that crime, weighed on Kimiko's heart.
Perhaps it wouldn't have happened if they hadn't become like rabbits, taking advantage of every small opportunity to plunge into the pleasure of the flesh.
But the constant pumping of seed into Kimiko's womb ended with the obvious result, and things took a turn for the worse. After a certain point, that swollen belly could no longer be hidden.
Her family erupted in fury and the clan found out what had happened. The only viable solution that the fool Takeshi found was to elope with the girl, as he refused to allow his child to be killed.
And so they did. The man took the Yuki princess and they escaped from the Land of Water.
But the clan would not allow their lineage, nor Takeshi's ability, to just fade away like that.
The Yuki clan's elites were mobilized and an unending pursuit harassed the pregnant girl and the young man.
And to make matters worse (or top it all off), the girl's water broke while they were crossing into the Land of Iron. The labor had begun, and Takeshi could only encourage his beloved while preparing his ninja tools and his mind to give it his all.
He would defend his woman and his child, whatever the cost.
While the mark on his left hand throbbed, the old wooden door was abruptly knocked down.
A dozen figures with black hair and eyes as cold as the Kekkei Genkai they carried entered, their expressions indifferent to the defenseless girl in the process of giving birth.
—Yuki Kimiko. By order of the Clan Leader, your child will be killed, the father will be killed, and you will return to the village to receive your sentence— spoke the man at the front in a monotone voice.
—Go to hell!!— Takeshi roared as he extended his palm and the seal on it glowed with fury.
A wave of chakra traveled toward the Yuki clan members, weakening their bodies and forcibly taking the chakra flowing within them.
The reason Takeshi was taken in by the Yuki clan was because he was a wielder (or bearer) of a rare Kekkei Genkai: Dark Release, Meiton.
But the Meiton could not drain the chakra from so many elites, each of them Jōnin level. Nor was it efficient against Ninjutsu whose Yang aspect was dominant.
And in that sense, the Yuki Clan was the worst opponent for Takeshi.
Three shinobi wove hand seals and ice spikes formed around them, firing at Takeshi.
Yuki Kimiko clenched her teeth, her eyes covered by tears barely making out (or divising) what was happening in front of her. Her child was about to come out, and she forced herself to push with all her might.
Time seemed to freeze in the place. The spikes were embedding themselves in Takeshi's body, while the wave of Dark Release Chakra returned to his palm.
In that instant, imperceptible to all those present, a mass of compressed spiritual energy was rushing toward them at the speed of light, coming from some other plane of existence, dragging with it a flickering trail of vital essence.
The dense mass of energy penetrated the wooden walls without causing any damage, crashing into some members of the Yuki clan, and those who were not touched directly received the impact of the trail.
Less than a blink of an eye later, everyone, including Takeshi, lost their lives.
It all happened so fast, that their bodies did not even register their own deaths, remaining in absolute silence, motionless in their places.
For her part, the exhausted Kimiko used the rest of her strength and gave one final push, expelling a new life into the shinobi world, while she lost consciousness.
However, there were no baby cries. The whole house remained immersed in a deep silence, barely interrupted by the icy winds that crept in through the open door, and the crackling of the flames that performed their last dance before dying out.
And while the men finally fell when their minds recognized the absence of chakra and soul, the baby expressed a conscious thought that no newborn child should be able to express.
—Goddammit!!