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Viktor knows now that the hexcore has made a connection with him that is unlike the relationship between it and the plants. His own biological matter was much more appealing. The hexcore has tasted blood, his blood, and somehow Viktor knows deep down that it wants. It’s capable of that now, of wanting.
There's a magnetic pull that grows with proximity- the closer Viktor dares to reach, the stronger it gets, and he doesn’t know how long he can keep from giving into it.
“Not me.” Viktor hisses at it, as if it could be sentient.
“Him.”
OR the canon-divergence fic where Viktor never lets the hexcore transform his leg, and the butterfly effect claims a new victim in the aftermath.