Grusome Birth Revised

The sun sinks below the horizon as day fades into night. All sounds seems to stop at once as if the darkness itself brought the silence. Bright little dots start covering the cloudless sky, forming thousands of unnamed constellations.
A lone assassin runs across a muddy field covered by bodies drowning in their own blood. His boots touch the ground, but they leave no imprints, each movement he makes is soundless. His black garb whips back and forth behind him as he runs, revealing knives and a sword under his garb.
His eyes begin to smolder red as his target whimpers from behind a tree. He unsheathes his sword silently. The woman dares to peak around the tree at that exact second, she screams. She tries to run, but the weight of a child in her stomach slows her down too much. He grabs her by the hair and forces her to the ground. She silently screams to herself as tears fall down her muddy cheeks. She pleads to some higher source for help, but instead of a savior, a sword descends and cuts open her belly. She tries to scream, but she merely whimpers. She tries to stand up and run, but the swift kick of a boot to her head stops her completely. The night is silent once again for a second, but then a baby’s cry is heard as the assassin reaches into the unconscious woman’s stomach and brings an underdeveloped blood stained baby girl into the world.
“It’s a girl.” He whispers into the night
“Then discard it.” a voice from nowhere replies.
The assassin takes the baby by the leg and throws it over his shoulder. A silent thud is heard, followed by the splash of water as the baby hits a tree, and then falls into the water.
“We will find him…eventually.”
The assassin nods and turns towards the west and begins to walk away with out even a second glance.