A Father's Love
by vexatively
A.
"Father, what is this?"
His little girl ran up to him, all smiles, dark hair and flashes of sunshine. Her voice was just the slightest bit condescending, and he could hear himself in his wife's dulcet tones.
"It's an apple."
"Do you… eat this?"
Her nose was wrinkled in disgust.
"Yes."
"Can I eat it, then?"
"You are a vampire, Sonja. Of course you cannot."
Her dark eyes flashed.
Viktor spent that night by her bedside, running his hands up and down her back as she vomited small, bloody chunks of white flesh.
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"Father, who is that?"
The tone in her voice should have set the warning bells off in his head.
"Just a lycan, Sonja. I would imagine him around your age."
"May I talk to him?"
"No, dear one. I forbid you to."
Her dark eyes flashed.
Sonja always did like the forbidden fruits the best.
B.
Blood bonded Viktor and his daughter. His blood ran through her veins as her father, ever since she was brought into the world as a squalling infant and brought his wife into Death's arms.
Blood bonded Sonja and her father. When it was time, her blood ran in his veins as well. Nothing if not thorough, Viktor made sure that it was he alone who drank Sonja's blood and no one else. And Sonja became immortal, barely aging over the years.
Blood tore Viktor and Sonja apart. Their blood splattered on the stone wall, revealing lies as easily as teeth through skin.
Curiosity always did kill the cat (but what can bring you back after you've died in the afterlife?)
Disclaimer: Underworld, the movie trilogy, is not mine. It's distributed by Screen Gems (Sony); the first two movies are directed by Len Wiseman while the third is directed by Patrick Tatopoulos (although Len Wiseman produced it). This is all according to Wikipedia. Which, coincidentally, is not mine.
Author's Note: I watched Underworld recently, and I loved all three of the films. I was supposed to write a oneshot originally, centered on Lucian, but Viktor stole a scene and eventually the whole thing. So now, he has a whole series of drabbles dedicated to him. Two drabbles every other day for the next twenty-six days. I'm starting this to try to write again. I also want this to train me to be prompt. :)