[ WP ] Two people promise their first born child to two different witches in return for a favour . These two people end up getting married and have a child together .

Eric and Denise had just confessed to each other their deepest, darkest secret, which was oddly enough the same exact one - that they had promised their first newborn child to a witch in exchange for a certain favor. Each did so at a different point in time of their life and for different reasons, but none of that mattered now, as they're pasts were coming back to haunt them. 
 
 Eric finally broke the long silence that followed their confessions, `` What did you trade for? No, actually never mind. I do n't want to know. What we need to do now is figure out a plan.'' 
 
 `` Fine. But what are we to do? ``, Denise said coldly, clearly upset with her husband and equally herself for their contemptible decisions long ago. Eric shrugged, and they fell back into silence. `` How is it that fate would damn us like this? How would I promise the wicked eastern witch and he the wicked western witch the same thing? Why did we do it? ``, Denise mused. 
 
 The two had yet to procreate, and at the age of 42 a piece, were definitely behind the average couple, undeniably procrastinating due to the fact they each knew their first born was to be either taken, sacrificed, raised as an evil witch, used in a potion, or God knows what else. 
 
 Eric suggested, `` We could just never have a child, never fulfill our promises. One of us has to break their pact anyhow...'' 
 
 Denise said, `` I wish that we could, but we both know full well it would n't work. My witch made it perfectly clear I was to live up to my promise. That if I did n't, my family all the way to extended and beyond would pay the price and so too would my friends. I'm assuming the same is true for you. I ca n't live with that and I know you could n't either.'' 
 
 Eric slunk down further and said, `` Ugh... you're right.'' He cursed himself for being so naive in his youth, for not being able to see the consequences of such selfish decisions. He figured himself a horrible human and in worse shape than even Faust, who was willing to at least put his *own* soul on the trading block, not someone else's. `` But which witch is not going to get their prize? We ca n't have two first children. Unless...'' 
 
 `` Unless what?'' 
 
 Eric raised up slightly, `` Unless we go for twins. We can ensure twins by having two of your eggs fertilized *in vitro* and implanted. The doctor might think it odd. We might have to find an unusual one, pay an unusual price, but it can be done. Each witch gets their twin. But I do n't feel any better about it. We are choosing between our future little ones and ones we already know, without any of them knowing about it. OH PITY ME LORD!'' 
 
 Denise remained silent and brooded over this newly hatched plan for awhile. `` Wait. There is another way. Yes. We'll need to do everything as you just said, only we can save them - the twins *and* our current loved ones.'' 
 
 Incredulously, Eric asked, `` How?'' 
 
 `` I'll tell you, but first, but would you be able to get in touch with the wicked northern witch?'' 
 
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 **14 months later** 
 
 They had arranged everything, double checked it, and then once more. Eric and Denise were confident they would succeed. They had came back from the hospital only a few hours ago, after Denise successfully delivered two healthy, beautiful babies. 
 
 They awaited in the room with the two fully stocked cribs. They waited and waited, anxiously. It was now almost midnight, the time they knew witches conducted their business with the mortals. 
 
 A bright flash blinded all in the room. Cries started pouring from each of the cribs. A cloaked figure was floating before them in the center of the room. Then another flash came about, of a slightly different color but tantamount to the first's brightness. The easily recognizable laughs from the witches were heard, ragged and high pitched. 
 
 West Witch said, `` What's *she* here? What is this? Do you take me as some sort of fool? I will have you both turned to poor, wretched moles right here and now!'' 
 
 The East Witch retorted, `` Ugh. You foul thing. Let's not prolong this. Give me the first child now.'' 
 
 The West Witch came back, `` What?! No the first born is mine! What is this?'' 
 
 Eric, fumbling his words, intervened, `` Listen. We uh.. ahem. Okay now, we have had twins. Two first borns. One for each of you. Both baby boys. Please, though, you do n't have to do this still.'' 
 
 West Witch raised her voice, `` QUIET YOU!'' The room miraculously darkened around them. `` Yes, of course we must still proceed, you foolish fool. I have not the time for this insolence. You are lucky I do n't remove your heads right now.'' She swept over to the first crib. 
 
 East Witch swept over to the second crib, not wanting to waste time either. They both reached for the tiny figures and plucked them from their cribs. As they did so, they screamed out. They tried to drop them, to throw them from their clasps, but it seemed as if they were glued to one another. They began howling blood-curdling screams. Their bodies began to be unraveled, like a dressing over a wound, except all their material was going directly into the little ones they were holding. Their screams continued until the last ounce of them was sucked into the little figures, and then they fell to the ground with a hard crash. 
 
 A third flash appeared, and the North Witch revealed herself to them and said, `` Pleasure doing business with you two.'' She scooped up the two figurines, which were booby-trapped dolls. Eric and Denise ran to check on the two babes who were in the basement. They embraced one another and sighed in relief. 
 
 The North Witch was hovering behind them, `` Would you like to make a deal? I can promise you - `` 
 
 Denise and Greg simultaneously yelled, `` NO!''
