20 November 2012
John and Susan were expecting a baby. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a Velociraptor. It was no wonder that the doctor who performed the prenatal ultrasound appeared perplexed. He advised Susan to terminate her pregnancy.
"Doctor, what's wrong?," asked Susan. "Isn't my baby healthy?," she demanded to know.
"Oh, it appears quite healthy," replied the physician uneasily. "It's just that it's apparently not...human," he concluded with some discomfort.
Susan appeared distressed upon receiving the news, but John waved away the doctor's concerns. "All children are a blessing from God," he said, trying to be brave.
"I doubt that this one will be," responded the doctor. "You see, this is of another species entirely! It appears reptilian, not even remotely human!," he cautioned.
"Be that as it may, I'm carrying the baby to term," declared Susan resolutely, defiantly holding hands with her husband.
"Very well, then," said the doctor with resignation. "Just don't say that you haven't been warned!"
Susan's delivery date came like any other, but proved anything but uneventful, and there was much excitement in the birthing room that day. The infant Velociraptor all but exploded out of Susan, and hurled itself immediately upon the face of the attending room physician, tearing the hapless man's nose off his face with its claws and needle-sharp teeth. The creature then vaulted out the door of the birthing room, shrieking its defiance at the horrified staff as it hastily departed.
The mutilated physician held his surgically gloved hands to his ruined face, spitting blood as he struggled to speak. "So this 'child' is a gift from God, eh?," he sputtered. "Pray then to God that he would take this gift BACK!," he screamed before collapsing.
Cries of terror rang out in the children's ward as the small but extremely dangerous newborn made his rounds, administering toxic care indiscriminately...
Dark Nativity • Opuss № I