The Star-Crossed Child
The tomb shook abruptly, as the small creatures of the cave scurried away, the medical team gathered what was left of their supplies and rushed to the main hall. The shaking continued and the medical team began to hear screaming. “We must hurry, this mission is extremely time sensitive” the chief medical officer said. “We don’t have a moment to spare.” “What can we expect to see on this mission?” One of the rookies asked, trying hard to keep up with the rest of the group. The Chief paused for a moment, then glanced back at the rookie. “I have no idea, we can expect the unknown. This will be unlike any conception we’ve ever seen.” The rookie began to sweat. “So… that means the rumors are true. This is the birth of the chosen one.” “Yes.” The chief answered. “Which means this is our one and only chance.” The team reached the end of the dark tunnel, it opened up into a large room lit by torches. At the center of the room was an angelic woman lying on a large table, breathing heavily. Ne