One-Shots

Neko Vik | Ministar

Ship: Ministar 
Relationship: Friends then dating
Genre: Angst/Fluff
No prompt, just my ramblings
Slight AU
Swearing, Abuse, Slight blood and gore
I feel as though this is extremely cliché, but I'm a sucker for that type of stuff
Parent's names are made up
Thank you to FloJoUno and Joe-Star123 for the ship suggestion.
(BehrEllise I will do a Vikklan soon)
Really long, should have split it but oh well.
A/N: Not edited
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~Vik's POV~ (Four-year-old Vik)

"WE CAN'T KEEP HIM! HE HAS EARS GROWING OUT OF HIS HEAD. IT'S WRONG!"

"Vivian. He is our son. We can not abandon him."

"MARCUS HE IS A FREAK OF NATURE. WHAT WILL PEOPLE SAY?!"

"He's our son and he is going through something and you're more worried about your... Your stupid reputation!?"

"That... That thing is not my son."

"Mama?"

I crept out of my hiding spot. Mama's words hurt me. I ran to Dada and hugged his legs.

"Why mama mad, Dada?"

I'm suddenly wrenched away and my mama's face fills my vision. Her face looks ugly. It's all wrinkly and her eyes look mean.

"DON'T SPREAD YOUR DISEASE YOU DISGUSTING MAGGOT!"

I'm thrown and I hit the wall. My Dada screams and runs to me. Dada is always the nice one. He always speaks softly. Mama is the loud one. Never ask her for anything.

"Vik. Look at me. Stay awake baby boy. You can do it. Don't close your eyes."

Everything feels heavy. My eyes droop and I struggle to keep them open like Dada said.

"Put him down Marcus. Let the freak die."

"I'm leaving Vivian. I'm going to get him help."

I feel wind rush through my hair and I'm rustled from my position. I let out of whimper, it really hurt to move.

"Hang on Vikky. I've got to run to the hospital. Damn bitch took the keys."

The last part is muttered, obviously not meant for me. It didn't take much to realize he meant Mama.

Why would Mama take the keys?

I start to drift off. My head leans back at an odd angle, but I'm too tired to move it. Dada mutters to himself and I feel our speed pick up. I hear a car screech really close to us. I again whimper, this time in fear.

"It's okay Vi-"

Suddenly, I feel myself go flying. Horrible sounds of screams, brakes and something breaking fill my ears. I hit the ground, hard.

"VIK!? OH GOD. HELP!! SOMEONE HELP!!"

Dada is screaming. He sounds hurt. I hear a car speed away.