Running from a god.
How, how could they give you up? How could your family do this? No...it was his will, none would dare defy the bat king unless they wanted to lose their head and much more. You were the sacrifice, it wanted you specifically, it wanted your body, it wanted what your body could give it. But now...you don't want to part with the young half god in your arms.
Your Shadowy stat makes this a near impossible challenge! Failure
Your running awakened the child, it whined before letting out a screeching cry. Its tiny fangs shown as its bat-like ears were raised in attention. Quickly you shushed and rubbed it's growing horns to try to ease the little one, but you heard it. The quick wing beats of Camazotz. It heard the child, its child. The mighty god landed in a flurry of midnight black and purest white, staff in hand, feathers fluttered from it's robe as golden eyes gazed down at you in a fury. It caught you, it's serrated teeth grit as it addressed you with one word.
"Mine."