"I was excited to meet Sherlock." She replied, her voice now a bit lower, dangerous. "I would never use you, Japhrimel. You are my son. I love you with all of my heart. I am worried, because I don't want you to die. I am not just saying this. Having a child that is part Vampire and part Demon, there has never been a live child born. "
She sighed. "I am not trying to use you, or lie to you, Japhrimel. You WILL die if you try to carry this child. Demon genes and Vampire genes are not meant to mix. Don't go to a human doctor. They know nothing about this. You have to come back to the Underworld and see a healer here. They can examine you. I will not come with you, so you don't think that I am trying to interfere."
Martha paused for a moment. "Please. Do this for me. Speak with a healer in the Underworld. they may be able to find a way for this abomination to not kill you. No one else can help you. Please."
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She sighed. "I am not trying to use you, or lie to you, Japhrimel. You WILL die if you try to carry this child. Demon genes and Vampire genes are not meant to mix. Don't go to a human doctor. They know nothing about this. You have to come back to the Underworld and see a healer here. They can examine you. I will not come with you, so you don't think that I am trying to interfere."
Martha paused for a moment. "Please. Do this for me. Speak with a healer in the Underworld. they may be able to find a way for this abomination to not kill you. No one else can help you. Please."