Who's Your Daddy

[Victor Wolfe]

Trying to pull away from Gabriella a little her grasp on his newly grown arms held him tight, stronger than anyone would think just by looking at her frame she knew exactly what she wanted and was not going to let the lord away until he had made up for a year and a half of lonely nights. The cold of her skin in contrast with the heat of the desert causing the hairs on Victor's arms to stand on the edge. Her loose and torn clothing allowing for Victor to remember their last night together, the marks from that encounter now gone on her pale skin, something he would need to fix. 

Looking to his daughters face, mischievous and eager to please he grinned, she was utterly adorable with her amateurish bloodthirst as she continued to dance along to the music playing from the device at her hip, apparently, her fathers love of music passing down to her, as well as his lightness of foot, the wooden planks underneath their feet letting out hardly a creek as her light frame and surprising grace allowed her to drift across the floor with effortless ease. He did want to spend a lot more time with his greatest creation. Looking down at his outfit he organised the ranking of his creations for a moment, setting on Valarie as the best, Although his sweet ass cloak was very hard to beat. 

Knowing that his lover if kept waiting for too much longer may make the battle of Nippur look like a light military drill Vic knew that he had to figure out some way to clear the room. Getting Erik out would be easy, as the close contact between the harlots in front of him was already causing his eyes to wander around the room, for once his normally stoic face plastered with a look of worry and internal torment. And this was most likely without probing into the gorgeous woman in the rooms mind and finding out all of the little details that made her such a dream for the assassin. A storm of sexuality, profanity and violence, everything Victor needed in a partner. 

However as with all newborns, Valarie didn't seem like the sort that would be easily convinced to leave without at least one of her parents, Victor had to think fast before Gabby just decided to say screw it, and throw him down on the bar in front of both the onlookers. Victor wasn't sure if she would actually do that but it was a risk he was not willing to take. 

Erik walked closer to Vic but kept his distance from the seductive undead whos eyes were still locked on her lover filled with want and lust. The weight of his feet causing groans from the wood under him, and the smell of blood on his shirt drawing the eyes of both Gabriella and Valarie, the former almost drooling, and the second licking their lips before whispering to herself.

"Eriks are friends, not food!" she lightly slapped her own cheeks as she danced off trying to create a little distance between herself and the stranger. 

"Erik! My comrade in arms, so good to see you, as you can see it would seem that my little vacation in the moors has created more than just a lot of happy memories and fingernail scars on my back, but I now have an adorable little girl!" Victor said ecstatically. 

Erik was sceptical but a little surprised, there was none of the usual arrogance, or cunning hints of manipulation that usually underlay everything the assassin said, it seemed like he was actually happy to be a father. Although he still had the worry about the sorts of things the assassin would eventually try to teach a child that he seemed to be viewed as his heir apparent. 

"I can see that Victor, but wasn't your vacation in the moors, only a year and a half ago? Oh god! Please do not tell me that you two kidnapped a child whilst there, or worse yet killed the parents and had this woman brainwash her whilst you were lording it up in here?" Erik's concern was real although a slight smile at the edge of his face let Vic knew he was proud of the terrible pun, the joke causing Valarie to snort and laugh. 

"Relax Erik, as you can see by the red eyes definitely my kid. Those are reapers eyes" Victor pointed to his own, the exact same colour and almost luminecent blood-red glow, the four sanguine orbs locked onto Erik eerie in the dim light of the musty tavern.

"Legend supposedly has it that back in the day our people before becoming merchants where fierce warriors, able to take extreme wounds on a battlefield one day and return the next with a vengeance, the glow said to scare off even the grim reaper himself, making us almost impossible to keep down for any length of time. As we settled down and focused more on political and mercantile achievements it seems that it became diluted. For example, my neighbour as a child had eyes so diluted they almost looked brown. And when I tried him for being rebel scum all it took was a dagger to the stomach to stop him moving around." Victor let out a chuckle. 

"So it's all just a story?" Valarie looked disappointed, the idea that her eyes held real power being amazingly cool to her, after all after seeing her fathers DA performance she knew that her eye colour was the main thing she shared with him, a link to someone she longed to meet, and thusly she was already proud of them. 

"Well not necessarily, stabbed, shot by firing squad, delimbed, stabbed through the eye, broke most bones, blew up, set on fire, dropped of a castle tower." Victor got more and more heated as he continued on his list of nasty ways to die. 

"Are those things you have survived?" Erik chimed in wondering just how well Victor's healing rate had worked in his old world.

"NO! Those are all the things I did to try and murder that damn rebel scum brother of mine, but every single time we got the chance to finally catch him something got in the way, be it the prince calling me away so I had to leave the body disposal to a team of imperials." Victor let out a sigh

"Or some other rebel giving their life to save his sorry hide, the man had the luck of the gods and it was infuriating knowing no matter how many days I spent tracking him, how many of his men and women I tortured, and how much I attempted to finish the job, he would get away and only have to deal with the emotional scars. Fuck that man and Fuck his Fucking healing rate!" Victor slammed his fist against the wood of the bar, causing it to dent and a loud crack from Victor's clenched fist. The throbbing pain began to spread as Victor moved the limb behind his back as he tried to play it off.

"Sorry about the language, but yes, my brother and I have the purest reapers eyes I had ever seen, so there may be something to it my little unkillable spawn" Victor chuckled as Valarie ran over to him hugging his leg again. 

Erik had flinched a little, having never heard Victor utter an obscenity before, but noticing his boss trying to play tough guy with a clearly broken hand did cause him to have to stifle a chuckle. 

"But no, my theory is that the virus she inherited from her mother combined with my genetic healing rate is causing her cells to split faster, speeding up the growth process, It will probably slow down once she reaches adulthood. Perhaps that is what caused this entire thing actually, millions of tiny little regenerators all swimming inside of you dear, reactivating things as they went." He said as his fingers on his not broken hand intertwined with hers.

"But on that subject, I need you, Erik, to be a good comrade and escort our little girl to the spectator area of DA, after all, I have a feeling you want to go and prove yourself to all of us, and I have some things I need to, do before I can head there myself" 

"No!" a shrill scream came from the girl at Victors knee as she stomped her foot down, not the first person Victor had expected to complain, letting go of Gabriella's hand for a moment Victor dropped down to eye level with the little girl, her eyes watery as she stared angrily at her father. 

"I want to stay with you and mommy! I just met you and already you want to abandon me again! Is a daughter no good? Secondary not worth it? You bastard!" The little girl cried in anger as her fear of being alone again flared. Victor reached forward and pulled her into a hug, tears staining his shoulder as he comforted her. 

"I am not abandoning you, honey, never again, had I knew about your existence I would have moved heaven and earth to get you here, and Nippur has no gender laws, that means you are the true heir to the Wolfe legacy, no matter what you have between your legs, and your mother is a secondary too, and I love the both of you no matter what, I just know you will love DA so since your mommy and I have some grown up stuff to talk over I want you to go and get the best seats! After all, my little princess deserves only the best. Here to remind you of just who you really are" Victor focused Omnilium into his hands as a bright light appeared around the little girl whose expression changed from sadness to wonder as the glow subsided. 

Now around Valerie's neck and down most of her back was a cloak, much like her fathers, but on her tiny frame, it looked far more like a cape causing Victor to chuckle "You will grow into it, and the neck hook is adjustable so that should not be a problem. Valarie gasped as she turned, the cloak spinning with her before her tears turned to ones of joy, rushing forward into a hug around Victor's neck.

Once the embrace was done she gave a wave to her parents she turned to Erik her mischievous eyes scanning him up and down as she announced " Onward uncle Erik" the little girl announced confidently as she marched out the door Erik not sure what to do looked to Vic.

"Better do what the lady says, oh and if you even mention the C word to my kid, there are not enough horses or kings men in this city to even try to put you back together again after what I would do to you" Victor flashed a smile knowing Erik's view on sexuality and not wanting that mind corruption to spread to his own bloodline.

"Better go before you lose her and she does something crazy" Victor giggled as Erik headed out the door, deciding that letting Victor's child end up in harm's way due to his negligence would not be a very good career move for the psychic. 

Once the others had cleared the room the lord turned to his mistress once again her eyes filled with lustful intent. 

"so shall we go find somewhere to rip each other's clothes off hot stuff?" she said in a sultry tone causing Victor to lift her onto the bar counter, quickly catching on to what her partner had planned her legs locked around him pulling him close.

"No time got a year and a half to make up for don't I? Besides, I did pay for this place so I think with those two things I am going to have to do a lot of eating of the special for today" Victor responded with lust filling his voice.

"Oh and what might that be?" the undead temptress teased as she leaned back her body now laid across the counter for the bar.

"You" Victor winked, The bar filled with the lewd sounds of two long-separated lovers, their mission appears to keep the entire city of Nippur awake, and they gave it their best.