What If? (Sophia Gilbert X Elijah)

Chapter 1:

The man stands in the field of fire, holding his newborn daughter close to his chest. He had to protect her from the flames, the roaring flames that bounced off of her skin.

A father is always to protect his daughter, but what happens if the father is what the daughter needs to be protected from?

His home is not safe for her. When your home isn't safe for your child, you send her away. 

In order to do this, he also had to provide something for his daughter.

An anchor. 

Someone who could help calm the evil from within.

This is where Elijah comes in. In order to send his child away, he had to know that his daughter would be safe.

He knew it had to be done, but how? 

His father! His father could help. 

This was not a selfish favor, for it was in the protection of his daughter.

He calls his father, as the man in the white robe walks through the field of flames, turning all the flames below his feet to ash, all for his grand-daughter. 

"You have no right to ask me of this, Samael. You are lucky I love Lilith." THe man addresses him.

"I know, Dad, but she will die here." The man with the black hair speaks. 

"You would know about people dying, wouldn't you?" The man in white snaps, as he takes his grand-daughter in his arms.

"Dad, please. Just take her. She cannot stay-" The man in black pleads.

"Silence! I have heard enough! I will take the child, and put her in a loving family. She will not know you nor I. She will know nothing of this." The man in white says, cradling the cooing baby in his arms. 

"Wait-" The man begins, before walking towards his daughter. He hands her a locket, and kisses her tiny fingers one last time.

"Now, thank you, Dad." He tells his father, looking to his daughter the entire time.

The man in the white robe leaves, taking the child with him, to never be seen again. 

or so he thought.

3rd Person:

A black van pulls into the empty parking lot, the driver pulling down the window slowly, to talk to a man who was standing next to a car. 

"Where are they?" The man asks.

"In the trunk. I did exactly as you said." The man, who was compelled, tells the driver.

"Good, now put them in the back." The driver tells him.

The compelled man goes to the trunk and grabs one of the two unconscious twins, and moves them to the back of the black van.

He, then, grabs the other twin, and does the same thing.

He walks to the driver's window. 

"Thank you for your help." The driver tells him. 

"One more thing. Come here please." The driver pleads, rolling the window down more. He bites into the compelled mans neck, before draining him and driving away with the girls.

Sophia: 

A man in a suit, with bedazzling hazel eyes walks towards me. 

"Sophia, are you alright?" He asks, before placing his hand to my cheek.

"I'm perfectly fine now that you're here, my love." I answer.

He smiles, and kisses me, chuckling slightly.

"I love you, Sophia Gilbert." 

"Not as much as I love you." 

My eyes flutter awake from my strange dream, the dream I've had every night since I was 11. I look to my left, to see my sister unconscious, which automatically triggers my anxiety.

"What do you want? Please, whatever you want, don't hurt my sister, please." I plead, the tears in my eyes forming, about to burst.

"Shhhh." The blonde man shushes me. 

"Please. She's hurt. Let me help her." I plead.

"I know." He tells me.