November 14, 2001

In the deepest reaches of space, a man and a woman, both with shiny metallic skin, silver eyes, and white hair, stare down into a pool of liquid mercury.

 In a small room out of space and time, lies a purple mist that is floating in midair. Looking into it is a duo of a man and a woman, both of whom have red hair and purple eyes, and are wearing a set of robes.

In the darkest of dimensions, known only to the vilest of evil men, lies a black castle made of bones. Inside, seaten upon a throne of skulls and bones, is a massive mountain of a man wearing bone plate armour. In front of him is a mirror, made of a highly polished bone crystal.

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Reflected onto each is an image of a hospital delivery room. On the table is a young woman with purple eyes and fiery red hair, in the middle of going into labor. By her side, holding her hand, is a man with white hair and silvery blue eyes, which have a faint sign of circuitry reflecting off of the back. The both of them are caucasian, and happy looks on their faces.

With them is a doctor and a trio of nurses, all of whom are scurrying around like most hospital workers do during birth.

The woman starts huffing and groaning as the doctor steps forward and kneels. After several minutes of painful screams and frantic brwathing, a piercing cry echoes in the room.

"It's a boy!" The doctor excitedly wraps a newborn baby in a blue blanket and sets his in his mother's arms. "Congratulations. He seems to be in perfect helth." Seeing the look on his face, the doctor heads for the door, gesturing for the nurses to follow him.

Once alone, the silver eyed man leans down and kisses the redhead on the cheek. "He's beautiful. What are we gonna name him, dear?"

The woman looks up at the man and smiles weakly. "We'll call him... Alan. Alan Rodgers."

The baby yawns widely and slowly falls asleep, but not before a glimpse of silver and purple in seen past barely open eyelids.