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March 31

An ivory-billed woodpecker in doctor's scrubs stood at the foot of the bed occupied by a zebra woman. Her screams were loud, ear piercing. He told her to push, coaching her. This wasn't the first time he had been here, in this situation, with this very same woman, in the very same little rundown shack, on the very same bed. The first time had been at the start of his career. He had decided to do pro Bono work for the poor. After all, everyone deserved the chance to see a doctor. His father had done the same as did his father before him.

So when he wasn't needed inside the kingdom walls he was here, in the village. He wasn't quite sure what to expect when he first came to the village. He knew incest & cross-breeding was as natural in this village as breathing. He also knew that it wasn't uncommon for children to witness or engage in sexual acts themselves. No one was officially married here. There were only two priests - one inside the walls & one in the human village. Neither of them would sanction marriage under such conditions. He wasn't sure if any of them knew love. Only lust, only instinct. His first trip to the village he witnessed it all first hand.

He hadn't yet delivered a baby in his career yet, but that's just what had happened. A youngster from the village had stopped him upon entering & directed him to an old shack, this shack. Inside was a very young zebra girl on a bed. She couldn't have been no more than 12. & she was about to bare her step-grandfather's child. He looked surprisingly human. There were only a handful in this village who did. But the doctor knew that looks could be deceiving. With all the mixed up DNA that ran through the villagers, for any of them to mate, regardless of who or what the mated with, was like a game of roulette. You spun the wheel & it was all chance what you ended up with.

The wheel had been spun. After just a couple of minutes of labor after the doctor arrived she bore a boy who, like his father, looked human. The doctor was relieved. Even though humans & anthros didn't associate much due to the fact they didn't necessarily like or understand each other, this child would be better off to live amongst the humans. He could only hope that's the life he chose later in life. But the doctor didn't have to hope. He had learned that upon seeing his child as "normal" the boy's father left the village with his son for the human village. He also learned that the old man had died in the human village, & that the son had married & mated with a human woman. The wheel was spun.

The girl they conceived was a human & zone-tailed pigeon mix. They fled back to this village, handed over their daughter to her grandmother, & headed back to the human village to accept the fate they knew to be death for bringing an abomination into their village. The doctor's second encounter with the zebra happened just a couple of years after the first. Before he had learned the old man had died, way before the son's marriage & child. By the second time the doctor had some experience under his belt & had performed quite a few births. Yet here he was again, in the same shack, with the same zebra, just like the first birth he had ever done in his career. By her side this time was her nephew. He looked human, as was the zebra's preference with men, but was much too young to leave the village. It was a shame he had been drug into this world. But here he was, a child himself, as his aunt was about to bear his child. The wheel was spun again.

Twelve minutes of labor & she bore yet another boy, part human, part orangutan. The doctor sighed. No hope for this one ever leaving. Much later he had his third encounter with the zebra. Once again he found himself in this shack. By this time, he had learned of the first son's fate. The second son sat by her beside, holding the hand of his young niece as she cradled a human baby boy in her arms, also a child the doctor delivered. But this time the nephew wasn't there. He had become old enough & had made the decision to leave for the human village. Good for him.

In his place stood his father, the zebra's brother, who despite looking human had made the decision to stay.

The wheel was again spun. The child was another boy, part henodus chelyops & part yellow-jacket. He wasn't very healthy. He was riddled with diseases as sometimes happens during interbreeding. He lived to the age of 2. Now here he was again. Same shack. Same bed. Same woman. Her grandson by her side now.

The boy's parents looking on. Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes turned to hours. Hours turned to a day. One day turned to two. Two whole days of intense labor & finally she bore a girl. March 30, 12:26am. The cord was cut & the baby girl was handed off to her father. But the mother wasn't done. Another one was on its way.

Twins. The father, followed by his parents, took her into the kitchen to clean her up. "Venetia," the doctor barely heard the boy over the screams. "Venetia Salmon Maponos...." The doctor made a mental note of the name for the paperwork. He thought he'd be filling it out soon. But a whole other day had passed. The doctor feared the worst. He hadn't come equipped for a c-section. The baby girl was placed in an old bassinet.

The family was back around the mother, concerned looks upon their faces.

Would she live?

Would the child? Just when all hope was lost, it happened. March 31, 4:26pm. A boy was born. The cord was cut. The afterbirth was pushed out. The doctor took the little boy into the kitchen to clean him up & to be circumcised, as was the law. The child was placed in the bassinet with his sister. The doctor had the girl's name, but what of the boy's? The doctor looked to the father.

No words escaped him. He looked to the father's parents. They kept silent as it was not their place to name this child. Finally he looked at the mother. She was tired, exhausted, barely able to hold the cup of water she was fetched. "Jasper.........." she breathed. "Grave. Captor......." She could barely speak it. The doctor looked puzzled. Jasper was normal enough, Captor he knew to be the woman's last name, but why Grave?

"Because........" was the reply, "that's.....where I thought......he was gonna.......put me.........."

Her son caught her cup as she faded to sleep. The doctor, satisfied, filled out his paperwork.

He would have to get the mother's signature later. He took one more look at the two very different babies laying side by side. The girl was hairless, beautiful lavender eyes, relatively small muzzle like that of a tiger or other big cat, her ears were somewhat rounded like that of a zebra pink nose, average tail, & toothless as all babies should be. The boy was another story. He was covered in very light fur, his eyes weren't opened yet, his tail (which wasn't covered in fur) was a light gray & segmented like a rat's & was longer than his & his sister's bodies combined, his ears were longer & more pointed & his muzzle was longer both of which resembled more of a kangaroo, his nose was black, & his mouth was filled with pointed razor sharp teeth. Poor kids. Just two more children born into this life. The doctor sighed as he headed for the door. He glanced back one more time. What's to become of these twins?

Only time would tell.