2 Chapter 2

(Narrators point of view)

On a dark and stormy night in a small village in the middle of nowhere so isolated that the people of said village do not even know what they're village is called to the outside world there is a family of 5 along with its driver moving in a carriage towards the village. With the man driving screaming, "help!.. help! we need a doctor." The scream was loud enough to drive the villagers out of their house because their curiosity got the better of them.

Hearing what the man said the villagers began to panic. That is until the chief of the village showed up along with the doctor the chief asked the villagers, "make way for these people so we can help them"

With the doctor screaming, "and get inside before you lot catch a cold I can't treat all of you at the same time"

When the carriage finally stopped the man that was driving got off and approached the chief and respectfully said, "My boss's wife is in labor we need your help" he had finally gotten close enough and realized that one of the men looked old with rough features and greying hair but looked wise he also had a slouch that made him look as if he carried the weight of multiple live every day, so he assumed that this person is the chief of the village. The driver glanced over at the person next to the chief and realized that it was a man that looked to be middle aged and had the eyes of a kind and, generous person. He also carried around a bag that had medical supplise sticking out of it the driver assumed that this had to be the doctor.

The doctor then moved towards the carriage with the driver and told him, "drive towards the cinter of the village you will see a big house made of stone bring us there" to wich the driver nodded. As the doctor got on the back of the carriage with the family already inside he noticed immediately that there was a family of five inside of the carriage. They all had different color hair and eyes so to the untrained eye they may all look like they are unrelated, but the doctor noticed that each one shared of the kids shared simular facial features to to two adults it the cart.

The mother was a beauty she had long black hair that cascaded down her back and golden eyes she had pale and unblemished skin and a wonderful figure other than the big baby bump that looked like it was ready to burst at any moment the only thing keeping her from looking better was the look of constant anguish on her face from going into labor.

The father was a handsom man with a bronze skin color and a confident smile that the doctor could tell was only there to comfort his wife and every now and then you would see him sport a silly face to keep his three children that were obviously only a little over a year old happy (thats right... triplets). His brown hair appeared nappy and unkept in a boyish kind of way. With grey eyes that displayed his panic for having another child. while he held his three children whos gender was hard to tell because of how young they are.

The children in the father's arms from left ro right had red, purple and blue hair respectivly. They each had the same hair style and shared features of both parents.

As the doctor got onto the carriage all eyes were facing him he introduced himself, "hi I'm kazuma I am the doctor of this village."

Then the father dispays a boyish grin and says, "oh, hi I'm John Morningstar its nice to meet'cha and this lady her is my lovely wife Alison Morningstar" when introduced Alison just rolls her eyes at how her husban introduced her while thinking your sweet talking is the reason im in this mess again.

The doctor then says in a casual voice while looking at the husband, "likewise" then the doctor begins to explain that they are on the way to his house where he does his buisness. Then he looks at the wife with a sympathetic glance and says, "it should only take a few minutes to get there and I've already informed your driver where it is."

Then the husband turns towards the driver and says, "hurry up lets go"

The driver responds with a, "yes sir" and the carriage begins to move towards the center of the village at a steady pace with only the sounds of the horses hoofs steadily clacking on the ground and the carriage creaking.