"Why do you have to go daddy?"
"Don't cry Maylie, I have to go do some business, that's all. I'll be back soon."
"Promise?"
"Of course!"
"Will you teach me how to be a good virus like you daddy?"
"When you're old enough Maylie, but yes, I will."
"I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too, but don't worry; I'll be back as soon as possible."
"Bye daddy."
"Bye Maylie."
And then he left.
Chapter 1: His Daughter
She snapped out of her flash back. That was so long ago, she was only two when he left, but she could remember every detail of that time. His yellow eyes filled with care, his warm touch as he hugged her good bye, it was all so vivid, and it was like she could literary relive that moment when ever she wanted to.
But it was not all bad; he would come to see her once a year on the same day, at the same exact time as he did every year. And every time, she would run up to him and glomp him and would never let go until he tickled her sides. Maylie missed her father dearly, but she knew he had to do what he had to do. He wanted to get into those medical books, and she respected that. Proudly, she would tell other viruses her age that she would be a very good virus, because her dad was the best of them all.
Sitting in the window sill, with the shutters wide open, a light breath gently touched her skin. She looked a lot like her father. Purple hair, (only it was held up in a long pony tail,) and red skin. It was only a bit lighter than her dads, but still. The only difference was her eyes. Unlike his, which are a darkish yellow, hers where a light water like blue. It was the only thing she inherited from her mother…
Her mother… she had no memories of her. She died in Maylie was born, so she didn't think about her much. In fact, she didn't feel like she missed her at all, yet she wished she could at least talk to her mother, have some memories with her. But she didn't worry, she had her dad, and that is all she needs. As soon as she was fifteen, which he promised, she could go with him to kill bodies. She was only eleven, so she had a few years to go still.
"MAYLIE!" Shouted owner of the orphanage, (Even though she was not an orphan, she had to stay with them so someone can watch her.) "TIME TO EAT!"
She was not hungry, but may as well grab a bite to eat. Jumping out of the window sill, she walked down stairs to join the other kids for supper.
'Just one more week until dad comes!' She thought excitedly. 'I have been practicing my claw skills, and I can't wait to show him. He'll be so proud!'
Grinning, she skipped the rest of the way to the dining room. She could already smell the fresh roasted turkey and boiled cabbage. Now she was hungry.
'I wonder what Dad is doing right now…?'