Two weeks had passed since the baby was born and Ramos was still the happiest man alive. His daughter was so beautiful! She was inside the house right now, where Natasha was feeding her.

As he sat there on a boulder inside his garden, he thought about all that had happened. "Oh," he mumbled to himself and reached inside his pocket that still held the scroll. Quickly opening up the scroll he found grave news. "Lord, what have I done, I have to save the baby!"

Ramos hurried inside his house and started calling for his wife, "Natasha!" Flying through the front door and up the stairs he packed his suitcase with necessities.

Natasha rushed inside the room with a look of panic on her face. "Is s-something w-wrong Ramos?" She asked quietly. "The priest is here."

"What!" He replied in disbelief. "No, it can't be."

"What's the matter?" A look of uneasiness showed on Natasha's face. She had never seen Ramos so distraught. There was a short pause.........

"He's come to take the baby, we need to go now!"

"There's no time!" she screamed. "The high priest is right outside the door, why does he want our baby?"

"He said that Sheleim needs her for his purposes. And if I resist, then he will take you as well. I cannot loose you both Natasha!"

A knock suddenly boomed on their front door. "The high priest Vikram needs you to come out of the house immediately," one of the priests servants yelled.

Natasha looked at Ramos in astonishment. "What shall we do?"

"I won't let them take you or the baby, I promise."

"Ramos of Universal!" The priest's servant yelled for them once again.

Ramos reached for Natasha's hand and picked his son up off of the ground. Natasha held their baby in her arms. A look of fear was in his family's eyes, for they knew what happened when the priest came to your house. He either wanted something or someone for Sheleim.

Ramos opened up the front door slowly while holding Natasha's hand. Two hefty guards grasped Ramos and held his arms back. He fought with all his might, but they were too strong. The high priest sat on his horse starring at Ramos and his family being torn apart from each other. He then signaled his men to take the baby; at least 5 skilled killers surrounded them.

At first, everything was a blur to Ramos. He was knocked onto the ground and held there. "Let me go!" He yelled. All Ramos could see was his wife being dragged off with the baby in her arms. The priest's guards lifted Natasha and the baby onto a horse, she started screaming for help. Then Vikram began to speak.

"Ramos!" He yelled. "Don't ever hide anything from me or lie to me. I have your wife and child. If you do as I say, they will stay alive. Work for Sheleim, give back to him what is his with a willing heart!" And at that, he galloped off into the wind.

Ramos felt wobbly after getting the wind knocked out of him, but most of all he felt a deep sharp pain that shredded his soul into pieces for his beloved family. In just minutes his whole life had suddenly shattered because of his master whom he thought would never hurt him. What will he do now? Well one thing was for sure, he couldn't let Natasha or the baby be harmed. So he would have to play the priests little game, he would have to continue to serve under Sheleim who drove Vikram to madness.

He had a son to take care of, and there was nothing he could do for his wife and child. Only obey the priest and hope that he would not hurt his loved ones. As he stepped inside his home, he grabbed hold of his crying son and tried to comfort him. Tears began to drip out of Ramos's eyes and hatred filled his heart. "No!" he moaned in anguish and dropped to his knees. With his head resting inside his hands, he wept for his family.

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