(Just watched the first Season and I love it... so this popped into my head so forgive me)
He hates him, he wants to grab his throat and squeeze until his eyes turn red and lips turn blue as he crushes his windpipe. He would love nothing more that push a blade into his belly and slice it up to his throat. He hated Victor but in his burst of anger he pushed the weaker man too hard into the wall and watched as the younger looking man touched the back of his head in a gasp as he looked at the blood dripping from his hand "DON'T PUSH ME DEMON!" Caliban snarled as he watched his father slip to the floor as his eyes flutter shut as he tried to stay away but the pull of the painful darkness pulled him under.
"GET UP!" The man yelled, as he watched Victor lay still on the ground, he let out a snarl and he kicked his leg "I SAID GET UP, STOP THIS!" He bellowed now started to behaviour like a frighten child who saw their mother or father fall and not get up "VICTOR THIS WILL NOT WIN MY SYMPATHY." He shouted as he grabbed the man's hand and twists it brake the wrist but still poor Victor never woke up. "Victor." He whispered as he shook his shoulder gently. Oh yes Caliban hates Victor he hates him with a burning passion because he made him feel things he wished he couldn't it.
It was dark of night as the creator walks thought London walking closer and closer to the rich man's house. He stood there for a moment checking that his father still breathed before he walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. After what felt like eternity the rich man's servant open the door as he pushed Victor into his arms and shook at the pale look on the unconscious man's face "Help him, I…I didn't mean to push him so hard." Caliban said "Get the wolf to fix him and if he wakes tell him…I will leave him be." The man said before turning and running off leaving a very stun Sembene watching him leave.
It was later that night that Ethan Chandler appeared at the door of Sir Malcolm Murray, he was looking a little worst of wear as he step inside brushing off the snow on his person before looking towards Sembene "What is so important…"
"It's Victor." Came the voice, turning his head Ethan see Sir Malcolm standing there with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows
"What happen?" The American asked, as he followed the older man to one of the rooms they have been given if they wished to stay the night, room that were very rarely slept him more used for other means.
They walked through the dimly lit corridors where the flickering light coming from the partly open window "What happen?" He asked once again
"A man brought him here, a man with a disfigurement on his face and told Sembene that he pushed him to hard. But the crack to his head isn't the only thing we found, his wrist is broken and there are many many bruises." The man said. Ethan frowned as he walked in to see Vanessa sat by the bed reading from a book of poetry to the very still and pale Victor.
"Do you wish for me to kill this man who did this?" Ethan finely said after moments of silence
"No we do not wish that…for the time being." The dark haired woman said with a whisper.
Confusion was written on the American's face as he waked more into the bed room, his shoes making more sound than it should and the fire crackled loudly matching his shoe's loudness "It seem this being knew what you are Mr Chandler and has requested you help him."
"Have you lost what brains you have? This is no life for him and there is no way to say for sure it will work!" He yelled, only to wince at his own voice.
"The idea at first was thrown out the window but there is nothing we can do for him, the injury to his skull is deep and even if it doesn't kill him it is unlikely he will ever wake up." She tells him, as he turns to look at Sir Malcolm who was standing at the door way
"Are you on board for this?" He asked
"I do not wish to see him die." Is all the man said
"You two are nuts."
"If we are then so are you. We need madness for this life and we need you infection to save Victor's life." Ethen groaned and pulled his hair out of his eyes as he looked at the pale figure on the bed. His gut was twisting painfully so as he knew what he should do
"Weill you help him?" Vanessa whispered, as she touched his shoulder
"Yes."
He took his waist coat off and placed it on the back of the chair before removing his guns. He turned to look at the people in the room "Do not enter the room until day brake but only once the sun is upon this house. Then just bring food and water." He said breathing deeply
"Is there anything else you require?" The older man asked, Ether was quiet for a moment before nodded
"Yes… the food you bring I just want raw bloody meat and in the meantime if you hear growling, snarling or moaning just stay away until tomorrow."
"As you wish."