A/n: I don't own, don't sue.
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"Oof!" Selene groaned as she hit the ground with a sickening thud. Stupid Kraven.
"Get up." He instructed. He knew she was still new at his, so why was he pushing her? It's not she was going to go out and hunt …Lycans? Tomorrow was she? No. Maybe Viktor had told him to step up her training. "This isn't a game, you silly girl."
"I'm aware." Selene pulled herself to her feet, straightening her pants. Men's clothes, honestly! The newly turned vampire rubbed her neck, feeling her newly cut hair trace over her fingers. Kraven glared at her. "I'm sorry, I'm still new to all of this."
Kraven sighed, softening a bit. It was easy to see why this girl-for that's what she was, only seventeen- had such a strange hold over Viktor. She was just like Sonja, ready for anything, always trying to be perfect, to be the perfect daughter. Kraven only prayed she did not meet the same fate. "Now, again." Selene sighed and began doing the routines again. It was punching first, then roundhouse kick and axe kick, wasn't it? "Concentrate Selene! Don't you ever want to get back at the Lycans?"
Hot anger flared through her. Damn Dogs. Her punches and kicks became more focused, less sloppy, and they came with increased force. Kraven smiled. Yes, she would make a good Death Dealer. No one would suspect this girl, this beautiful girl, of being capable of destroying them. "Ouch!"
"Kraven, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, I was so focused I-" Selene rushed over to him, her chestnut eyes wide in shock. Kraven rubbed his jaw. Even if she wasn't left-handed, she had an excellent left hook, especially after only have been training for two weeks. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Kraven blinked at her, staring at her eyes. She was beautiful….
"What's going on?" Viktor asked, entering the room. He eyed Selene, the girl looked highly distressed, for some reason, and Viktor glared at Kraven.
"It just happened, I didn't mean it, It was an accident!" The girl ran to him wrapping her arms around him, begging to sob. Viktor smoothed down her hair, hugging her. It was comfortable to him, and he imagined, to her as well. He missed it when Sonja had been her age. He quickly pushed the thoughts of his dead daughter from his mind. He looked over at Kraven again; who was still rubbing his jaw.
"What was an accident? Child, what happened?" He whispered. She muttered something he couldn't understand, because of her crying and her voice being muffled by his robe.
"She hit me." Kraven spoke. Viktor's eyes widened. That was what had upset her so?
"Selene…." He murmured, still stroking her hair.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it…" Her sobs became more violent, her small frame shaking. Viktor sighed.
"Child, go to your studies. Try to relax." Selene nodded into his shirt before releasing him and hurriedly returning to her room and her books. Viktor smirked at Kraven. "She hit you?"
"Yes, she did, as a matter of fact." Kraven growled. His jaw ached, and he wasn't fond of Viktor rubbing it in, so to speak. "She'll make and excellent Death Dealer. You were right."
"I always am Kraven. I always am."
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Later that night, actually, well into the morning, Viktor was returning to his room. The halls were silent and dark, thanks to the curtains that kept out the accursed sunlight. One door however, light poured out from beneath the cracks. Not natural light, so Viktor had no fear of the occupant's death. It was the light of a lamp. He knocked quietly on the door, as not to wake the others.
"Come in." Viktor's eyes darted to the bed where Selene, dressed in her nightgown, had propped herself against the headboard; many large heavy books about Lycans and Vampires alike scattered across the comforter in front of her. "Viktor, I didn't meant to wake you, I'm sorry…"
" It's all right. I was on my to my quarters and I noticed the light." Viktor sat down next to her. "Are you still having trouble sleeping child?"
"No, I don't think so, not anymore." Selene shook her head. "I was reading the books that Kraven gave me. I guess I got a bit carried away."
Viktor chuckled softly, taking the book from her hands. "You need to sleep child." Selene snuggled into her pillows, allowing him to pull the black comforter up around her shoulders the way her father used to. Viktor needed to be reminded of what it was to have a daughter, and she needed a father. He leaned over, kissing her forehead as she closed her eyes. "Good night Selene."
"Good night…." Viktor smiled as the girl drifted into sleep. He quietly shut the door, sighing to himself. Why had he been so selfish as to bring her into the war? A war that was his doing in the first place. Because she reminded him of the daughter that he lost. Sonja had stayed up many nights reading, and they had ended much the same way tonight had. As he made his way towards his quarters he only prayed one thing.
That Selene didn't follow Sonja's path.
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Hmmm, I kinda like this Viktor. Yeah I'm weird, I know, lol. Tell me what you think!!
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"Oof!" Selene groaned as she hit the ground with a sickening thud. Stupid Kraven.
"Get up." He instructed. He knew she was still new at his, so why was he pushing her? It's not she was going to go out and hunt …Lycans? Tomorrow was she? No. Maybe Viktor had told him to step up her training. "This isn't a game, you silly girl."
"I'm aware." Selene pulled herself to her feet, straightening her pants. Men's clothes, honestly! The newly turned vampire rubbed her neck, feeling her newly cut hair trace over her fingers. Kraven glared at her. "I'm sorry, I'm still new to all of this."
Kraven sighed, softening a bit. It was easy to see why this girl-for that's what she was, only seventeen- had such a strange hold over Viktor. She was just like Sonja, ready for anything, always trying to be perfect, to be the perfect daughter. Kraven only prayed she did not meet the same fate. "Now, again." Selene sighed and began doing the routines again. It was punching first, then roundhouse kick and axe kick, wasn't it? "Concentrate Selene! Don't you ever want to get back at the Lycans?"
Hot anger flared through her. Damn Dogs. Her punches and kicks became more focused, less sloppy, and they came with increased force. Kraven smiled. Yes, she would make a good Death Dealer. No one would suspect this girl, this beautiful girl, of being capable of destroying them. "Ouch!"
"Kraven, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, I was so focused I-" Selene rushed over to him, her chestnut eyes wide in shock. Kraven rubbed his jaw. Even if she wasn't left-handed, she had an excellent left hook, especially after only have been training for two weeks. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Kraven blinked at her, staring at her eyes. She was beautiful….
"What's going on?" Viktor asked, entering the room. He eyed Selene, the girl looked highly distressed, for some reason, and Viktor glared at Kraven.
"It just happened, I didn't mean it, It was an accident!" The girl ran to him wrapping her arms around him, begging to sob. Viktor smoothed down her hair, hugging her. It was comfortable to him, and he imagined, to her as well. He missed it when Sonja had been her age. He quickly pushed the thoughts of his dead daughter from his mind. He looked over at Kraven again; who was still rubbing his jaw.
"What was an accident? Child, what happened?" He whispered. She muttered something he couldn't understand, because of her crying and her voice being muffled by his robe.
"She hit me." Kraven spoke. Viktor's eyes widened. That was what had upset her so?
"Selene…." He murmured, still stroking her hair.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it…" Her sobs became more violent, her small frame shaking. Viktor sighed.
"Child, go to your studies. Try to relax." Selene nodded into his shirt before releasing him and hurriedly returning to her room and her books. Viktor smirked at Kraven. "She hit you?"
"Yes, she did, as a matter of fact." Kraven growled. His jaw ached, and he wasn't fond of Viktor rubbing it in, so to speak. "She'll make and excellent Death Dealer. You were right."
"I always am Kraven. I always am."
^^^^^^
Later that night, actually, well into the morning, Viktor was returning to his room. The halls were silent and dark, thanks to the curtains that kept out the accursed sunlight. One door however, light poured out from beneath the cracks. Not natural light, so Viktor had no fear of the occupant's death. It was the light of a lamp. He knocked quietly on the door, as not to wake the others.
"Come in." Viktor's eyes darted to the bed where Selene, dressed in her nightgown, had propped herself against the headboard; many large heavy books about Lycans and Vampires alike scattered across the comforter in front of her. "Viktor, I didn't meant to wake you, I'm sorry…"
" It's all right. I was on my to my quarters and I noticed the light." Viktor sat down next to her. "Are you still having trouble sleeping child?"
"No, I don't think so, not anymore." Selene shook her head. "I was reading the books that Kraven gave me. I guess I got a bit carried away."
Viktor chuckled softly, taking the book from her hands. "You need to sleep child." Selene snuggled into her pillows, allowing him to pull the black comforter up around her shoulders the way her father used to. Viktor needed to be reminded of what it was to have a daughter, and she needed a father. He leaned over, kissing her forehead as she closed her eyes. "Good night Selene."
"Good night…." Viktor smiled as the girl drifted into sleep. He quietly shut the door, sighing to himself. Why had he been so selfish as to bring her into the war? A war that was his doing in the first place. Because she reminded him of the daughter that he lost. Sonja had stayed up many nights reading, and they had ended much the same way tonight had. As he made his way towards his quarters he only prayed one thing.
That Selene didn't follow Sonja's path.
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Hmmm, I kinda like this Viktor. Yeah I'm weird, I know, lol. Tell me what you think!!