Underworld: General Series
Title: Dark Child
Fandom: Underworld
Pairing: Implied Viktor/Kraven
Prompt: 74: Dark
Word Count: 520
Rating: PG13
Author's Notes:
The Big Damn Table can be found OVER HERE!
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Child of mine you play your part so very well, perhaps too well. At first look you are whimsical, shallow yet attractive, no attractive is an insubstantial a word to depict you.
Beautiful, stunning, charming, perhaps pleasing even?
Magnificent!
Yes, magnificent is the word. You strut before the coven, look down your nose at those you believe are below you. Wave your hand about as if your word and decision are the law of the Elders.
Yes you are exquisite my boy, you have them all fooled. I knew I made the right decision in choosing you, turning you, taking you under my guidance. One glance upon this perfect, flawless, ageless and far too youthful face and they are dazzled; given enough time, no one is immune to you.
You speak such honey coated and false words, articulate one meaning while your actions prove the very opposite. Your victims do not even realize their fatal mistakes until those long fingers of yours are wrapped firmly around their throats and fangs buried within flesh as you drain them of life and blood.
No my boy you are darkness, the true black of dawn night's darkness. A darkness that is rivaled only by the hue of your hair; this hair of yours appears soft, delicate, able to be manipulated, controlled, tamed; a black liquid I want to touch. All it takes to finish the kill is but a glance into these equally dark eyes of yours and all are lost, falling for your wiles and poisoned words, trapped and doomed, you are a true vampire and my fledgling.
Now I see these alluring dark wiles are being focused upon me. You smile, coo such flattering words to me, an accidental brush of hand just so against me, the lingering hungry looks, the flash of heated temper and scorned words followed by a practiced pout before pretending to concede to my decision.
It is tempting, so tempting my boy. To take what you so blatantly offer, strip you bare, lay you wide open, observe first hand this body and dark soul consuming fire inside you that you flaunt and share with far too many. You think you are fooling me? You think to burn me? Blind me with your tainted beauty? No this dark fire inside you boy is nothing it can not touch much less thaw the coldness that is within me.
But then again, if I could touch this blistering passion within you, allow myself to be scorched by it if for just one day; it would be worth breaking you, bending you to my will, finally prove to you that you could not possibly contain or control me. Destroying with one touch after another all that you have thought to build around you, leave you a broken burned out shell.
Ahhh yes it would be worth it just to touch this searing darkness and perhaps be touched in return and - maybe - by chance you might survive. Just think of the glorious cold fire we would have together and all we would control with it. Perhaps it is time to test the temperance of this dark fire and hope you will endure.
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Fandom: Underworld
Pairing: Implied Viktor/Kraven
Prompt: 74: Dark
Word Count: 520
Rating: PG13
Author's Notes:
The Big Damn Table can be found OVER HERE!
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Child of mine you play your part so very well, perhaps too well. At first look you are whimsical, shallow yet attractive, no attractive is an insubstantial a word to depict you.
Beautiful, stunning, charming, perhaps pleasing even?
Magnificent!
Yes, magnificent is the word. You strut before the coven, look down your nose at those you believe are below you. Wave your hand about as if your word and decision are the law of the Elders.
Yes you are exquisite my boy, you have them all fooled. I knew I made the right decision in choosing you, turning you, taking you under my guidance. One glance upon this perfect, flawless, ageless and far too youthful face and they are dazzled; given enough time, no one is immune to you.
You speak such honey coated and false words, articulate one meaning while your actions prove the very opposite. Your victims do not even realize their fatal mistakes until those long fingers of yours are wrapped firmly around their throats and fangs buried within flesh as you drain them of life and blood.
No my boy you are darkness, the true black of dawn night's darkness. A darkness that is rivaled only by the hue of your hair; this hair of yours appears soft, delicate, able to be manipulated, controlled, tamed; a black liquid I want to touch. All it takes to finish the kill is but a glance into these equally dark eyes of yours and all are lost, falling for your wiles and poisoned words, trapped and doomed, you are a true vampire and my fledgling.
Now I see these alluring dark wiles are being focused upon me. You smile, coo such flattering words to me, an accidental brush of hand just so against me, the lingering hungry looks, the flash of heated temper and scorned words followed by a practiced pout before pretending to concede to my decision.
It is tempting, so tempting my boy. To take what you so blatantly offer, strip you bare, lay you wide open, observe first hand this body and dark soul consuming fire inside you that you flaunt and share with far too many. You think you are fooling me? You think to burn me? Blind me with your tainted beauty? No this dark fire inside you boy is nothing it can not touch much less thaw the coldness that is within me.
But then again, if I could touch this blistering passion within you, allow myself to be scorched by it if for just one day; it would be worth breaking you, bending you to my will, finally prove to you that you could not possibly contain or control me. Destroying with one touch after another all that you have thought to build around you, leave you a broken burned out shell.
Ahhh yes it would be worth it just to touch this searing darkness and perhaps be touched in return and - maybe - by chance you might survive. Just think of the glorious cold fire we would have together and all we would control with it. Perhaps it is time to test the temperance of this dark fire and hope you will endure.
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