Fic: Destiny Chapter One
Fic: Destiny Calls
Author: AnthroDork
Pairing: J2, Chad/Sophia, Chris/Steve, Jensen/JDM
Word count: 2,412
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own Nothing…I wish, but I own nothing.
Spoilers: None
Warning: non-con, drug use, sex, suicide attempt
Beta: None yet
Summary: Five years ago, something happened to Jensen. Something he could never have predicted. Now he’s happy, living with his pack. That is, until he runs across a wilderness researcher that will change everything. But will that change be for the better?
Fic: Destiny Calls
Author: AnthroDork
Pairing: J2, Chad/Sophia, Chris/Steve, Jensen/JDM
Word count: 2,055
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own Nothing…I wish, but I own nothing.
Spoilers: None
Warning: non-con, drug use, sex
Beta: None yet, but the position is open…
Summary: Five years ago, something happened to Jensen. Something he could never have predicted. Now he’s happy, living with his pack. That is, until he runs across a wilderness researcher that will change everything. But will that change be for the better?
Chapter One
Jensen awoke, lying on a soft couch barely long enough to hold his tall frame. Groaning, he rolled to his side and vomited over the edge of the couch.
“Slowly, you’ve been through a lot,” a nearby, unknown male voice said.
Opening his eyes, Jensen was greeted with the sight of two men, one brunette, one blonde, crouching a few feet away. Groaning again, Jensen lower his eyes and was met with the horrifying sight of blood and flesh. Blood and flesh he had just vomited.
“What the hell?!” Jensen shrieked, jumping up from the couch and immediately doubling over in pain.
“Shh…calm down young pup, we will explain everything, you just have to remain calm. You don’t want to change again so soon,” said the brunette, stepping forward to make sure Jensen didn’t fall into his own vomit.
“Change? Wha…” Jensen stuttered, trailing off as the memories of the night before came back to him; his kidnapping, brutal rape, and finally, the extreme pain of his muscles, bones, and body changing into an unknown and unnatural shape.
Jensen swayed as the memories hit him, his vision graying out, before a sharp, painful grip to his arms broke the panicked state.
“Just sit down, please. Steve and I will explain everything that has happened last night, including fill in the blanks from the last few hours.”
Nodding in shock, Jensen allowed Steve and the brunette to lead him to the table by the side of the cabin, and be pushed into a seat. Dazed, he sat passively and listened to the two men tell the tale of what happened last and night and how his life was to be forever changed.
******
“My name is Chris, I am the alpha of this pack. This is my mate, Steve, the beta. You will soon be introduced to the other, but I want you to settle first and complete your first willed change before we introduce you to the pack, so maybe tomorrow. We are what you would call warewolves, however, we do not function under the moon. We can change at will, we are not evil, and we retain our animal senses and instincts while in human form. “ Christ paused, making sure the young pup was comprehending the information.
Seeing the pup’s breathing rate increase, he rubbed soothing circles on the young man’s back to help calm him; Steve, doing something similar by rubbing the young man’s hair at the nape of his neck.
“Calm down, I will tell you all, but you must listen. Last night, I am sorry to say, you were forcibly changed into one of us, by our escaped, crazed pack member, Jeffery. He has been taken care of permanently, you have no need to worry about him any longer. However, there is nothing that can be done about the change, the ritual was completed and you are one of us. We will help you through your first willed change, help you adjust, build you a cabin, and you can live among our pack. I understand this is hard to take in all at once, so you can have some time alone. Steve and I have some pack business to attend to this afternoon, a new female has become part of our pack and found her trumate in one of our males, Chad. Their bonding is to be celebrated tonight by the pack, so we must put in an appearance.”
“Where am I? Can I go home? I just want to go home.” Jensen mumbled, shock making his limbs shake. It was too much; he just wanted to be normal. He could feel the differences acutely now that they were mention by Chris; his hearing much sharper, able to hear the happy yips coming from outside the cabin, his skin much more sensitive, eyesight sharper than it ever was, even with his glasses that were missing now.
“I would not suggest going home. Living among humans, in a city, with heightened senses is not pleasant. In fact, the noises and smells could drive a wolf insane. Plus, you would not experience the freedom of the hunt and the socializing that you will crave, which comes with being with your pack. As for where you are, you are in our settlement in the middle of the Oregon woods. We are miles away from any human settlement and in the middle of a small wolf pack’s territory, whom we hunt with now and again.” Chris explained slowly to his new pack member, while Steve left to clean up the mess from earlier by the couch.
Jensen was feeling really overwhelmed, all he wanted to do was go back and do yesterday over. He didn’t want to be here, dealing with his life being uprooted. No, not just uprooted, over. All his dreams, his wants, were gone. He was in the middle of the woods with some crazy assholes. This couldn’t possibly be true! But it was, Jensen could feel that in his bones; he was different and these people, this place, smelled of safety and comfort.
“We have to go out now, but we won’t be long. There is meat in the icebox, bathroom over there through the left door, extra clothes in the chest by the bed. This is Steve and mine’s cabin; you will be staying here until we can build a cabin for you. If you need anything, anything at all, just yell, we’ll come right away.”
“Ok.” Mumbled Jensen, not looking at either man as they left the cabin. Slowly, Jensen got up and went into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him.
His life was over. He wanted to become an actor, living in LA, be rich and famous; not live in the middle of nowhere. An animal, that was what he was now. What was he to do now? There was nothing left.
Shifting, his whole body ached, reminding him of his painful change and rape. God, how could he ever forget the rape! Being forced to take an unknown drug and be raped, only to enjoy it and come. His body had not only betrayed him once during the previous night, but twice; he had come and become a monster!
Tears began to pour down Jensen’s face. He didn’t know what he was going to do. All was lost.
Spotting the razor on the edge of the sink, Jensen realized he did not HAVE to live this life. It could all end. Yes, that was the answer. He did not have a choice about what happened last night, no, that control was taken by someone else, Jeffery; but this, his future, that he could control.
Grabbing the straight razor, Jensen flipped it open with a flick of his wrist. Sitting on the ground, back against the tub, Jensen dragged the sharp edge of the razor across his left wrist. Blood welled up from the first cut, not deep enough; he needed to do this right. Had to do something right for once.
Digging the razor in deeper with the second cut, blood began to spray from the wound. Yes, that was it. It would be over soon.
Repeating the motion to his right wrist, left hand shaking and making the cut messy, blood soon began to pool on the bathroom floor beneath his now limp arms. This was perfect; it would be over soon. He would know peace. No more pain, no more future as an animal, a monster.
*****
Chris and Steve were having a blast, watching the happiness radiate off the new couple. They were truly happy that someone in their pack had found happiness during the dark time of Jeffery’s rampage and Jensen’s forced change and rape.
Chris’s head jerked suddenly; nose lifting in the air, inhaling frantically. Taking off in an inhumanly fast run back towards their cabin.
“What?” Steve yelled, taking off after Christ only to smell the metallic tang of fresh blood in the air, coming from their cabin, and it was a lot of blood.
“Fuck.” Picking up the pace, Steve arrived just as Chris tore into their home and ran towards the bathroom, kicking the door in to reveal the bloody and sad sight of Jensen.
******
Jensen barely moved, too listless to, when the door to the bathroom was kicked in. He spotted the blurred form of Chris, who crouched next to Jensen, taking his wrists and squeezing to lessen the blood flow, while Steve grabbed some towels for compresses.
“Shit.” Jensen hissed as the towels were applied to his bleeding wrists. “No, just let me die, damn it. I don’t want this life!” Jensen was desperately trying to get his wrists away from the compresses, trying to let the already slowing blood flow speed. He needed to die! Didn’t they understand, he couldn’t live this life. This was the perfect and only choice he had now; the only control.
“No! You will live. You have to. You’ll see once you take your new form, I promise, the freedom you feel, the peace, will convince you of this. You have my word as alpha, if you do not want to live after you experience your first run as a wolf, I will end you myself.” Christ stated, wrestling to keep the pressure on Jensen’s wrists, he would not loose another pack member, not so soon.
Jensen perked up at the promise of an end to the pain. This could work. He knew he would hate being an animal, so he would change willingly, hate it, and Christ would end his misery. Yes, ok, that would work; same outcome, just quicker than bleeding out. Perfect.
“Ok, what do I need to do?”
“Well, the bleeding has stopped. Thank the gods for superhuman healing, huh.” Chris said, taking the towels away from Jensen’s wrists.
Jensen stared down at his wrists, now donning red, swollen scars, but Chris was right, the bleeding had stopped, the wounds looking a few days old, not fresh. Shocked, Jensen hardly noticed that Chris and Steve picked him up off the floor and were leading him out of the bloody bathroom.
“You’re cleaning that mess up once you decide to live” Chris grumbled, dragging Jensen out of the cabin. “Follow us, its sooner than I thought, but we have to do this so you will see.”
Jensen followed the two men past the cabins and barn that made up the settlement and to the edge of the woods. Stopping at a small patch of soft grass, Jensen quickly turned away as the two strange men began to undress.
“Well, come on, take your clothes off. You don’t want to change with your clothes on, believe me. Its really hard to get pants off once you have no thumbs.” Chris said, watching his young pup blush red.
Jensen slowly removed his shirt, fingering the small bite scar on his chest above his heart, looking up to see that the two other men had similar marks of their own change. Jensen then turned his back on the men once again, and removed his pants and boxers, finally standing naked and vulnerable in the woods; he felt ridiculous and blushed a deep pink as he felt the other men’s eyes on his naked form.
“Jensen, you have to get used to this. The pack is very casual about nudity, just a warning. Since many spend a lot of time in their wolf forms, its really important to become comfortable in your own skin.” Chris explained.
“But there’s time for that. It will come with time, I promise.” Steve said, trying to calm Jensen with his soothing words.
“Ok, so lets begin.” Chris started, never being one to beat around the bush. “Changing is really very simple. Once you get the hang of changing standing still, then you can practice changing while in motion, like running, which is where the real fun comes in. But to start with, stationary. Ok, so, what you want to do is clear your mind. I know, it sounds it sounds impossible and crazy, but try. “ Chris paused, seeing Jensen try to clear his mid as much as possible, eyes slipping shut.
“Take in the sounds of the woods, the wild; smell, the woods, the trees, earth, dirt, animals, all of it. Just focus on that, let it call your inner wolf. Feel your instincts and senses get sharper, closer to the surface. Finally, feel your and see your inner wolf, let him run free, let him burst through, fill your body.” Chris said feeling, but stopping his inner wolf, opening his now ice blue eyes. Peering around, Christ grinned when he noticed the slender blonde wolf to his right, and the white light of a change in front of him.
*****
Jensen listened to Chris’s soothing, deep voice, letting it wash over him. He smelled the dark, musty smell of the ear, hear the wind blowing through the trees and ferns, smelled the nearby rabbit snacking on the soft grass. He took a deep breath as he felt something stirring inside him, breathing increasing as his vision was suddenly filled with the sight of a large, muscular golden red wolf with ice blue-green eyes running towards him with suck grace his eyes began to tear.
The wolf was getting closer to the surface, filling his very being. Finally, he felt complete, whole, home. Opening his eyes, Jensen too in the sight of Chris, crouching down and petting a slender blonde wolf.
What the…Jensen trailed off.
Congrats on your first willed change. Steve said, speaking to Jensen through wines, barks and yips, coming forward to nudge the young pup towards the woods while his mate changed.
Come on you two, lets run! Chris said, his brown and grey form taking off into the woods, Steve following after, happy yips coming from his mouth.
If Jensen could have, he would have smiled, but he just took off running after his alpha and beta, realizing that for the first time in many, many years, probably since before he had left Texas and his family, he felt a peace. He felt safe, he felt whole, he felt like he belonged, like he was home. It was then, as Jensen was running and playing as his first time as a wolf, that he realized that he could live this life, he could be this new man and beast, he could be happy.
TBC
Author: AnthroDork
Pairing: J2, Chad/Sophia, Chris/Steve, Jensen/JDM
Word count: 2,412
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own Nothing…I wish, but I own nothing.
Spoilers: None
Warning: non-con, drug use, sex, suicide attempt
Beta: None yet
Summary: Five years ago, something happened to Jensen. Something he could never have predicted. Now he’s happy, living with his pack. That is, until he runs across a wilderness researcher that will change everything. But will that change be for the better?
Fic: Destiny Calls
Author: AnthroDork
Pairing: J2, Chad/Sophia, Chris/Steve, Jensen/JDM
Word count: 2,055
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own Nothing…I wish, but I own nothing.
Spoilers: None
Warning: non-con, drug use, sex
Beta: None yet, but the position is open…
Summary: Five years ago, something happened to Jensen. Something he could never have predicted. Now he’s happy, living with his pack. That is, until he runs across a wilderness researcher that will change everything. But will that change be for the better?
Chapter One
Jensen awoke, lying on a soft couch barely long enough to hold his tall frame. Groaning, he rolled to his side and vomited over the edge of the couch.
“Slowly, you’ve been through a lot,” a nearby, unknown male voice said.
Opening his eyes, Jensen was greeted with the sight of two men, one brunette, one blonde, crouching a few feet away. Groaning again, Jensen lower his eyes and was met with the horrifying sight of blood and flesh. Blood and flesh he had just vomited.
“What the hell?!” Jensen shrieked, jumping up from the couch and immediately doubling over in pain.
“Shh…calm down young pup, we will explain everything, you just have to remain calm. You don’t want to change again so soon,” said the brunette, stepping forward to make sure Jensen didn’t fall into his own vomit.
“Change? Wha…” Jensen stuttered, trailing off as the memories of the night before came back to him; his kidnapping, brutal rape, and finally, the extreme pain of his muscles, bones, and body changing into an unknown and unnatural shape.
Jensen swayed as the memories hit him, his vision graying out, before a sharp, painful grip to his arms broke the panicked state.
“Just sit down, please. Steve and I will explain everything that has happened last night, including fill in the blanks from the last few hours.”
Nodding in shock, Jensen allowed Steve and the brunette to lead him to the table by the side of the cabin, and be pushed into a seat. Dazed, he sat passively and listened to the two men tell the tale of what happened last and night and how his life was to be forever changed.
******
“My name is Chris, I am the alpha of this pack. This is my mate, Steve, the beta. You will soon be introduced to the other, but I want you to settle first and complete your first willed change before we introduce you to the pack, so maybe tomorrow. We are what you would call warewolves, however, we do not function under the moon. We can change at will, we are not evil, and we retain our animal senses and instincts while in human form. “ Christ paused, making sure the young pup was comprehending the information.
Seeing the pup’s breathing rate increase, he rubbed soothing circles on the young man’s back to help calm him; Steve, doing something similar by rubbing the young man’s hair at the nape of his neck.
“Calm down, I will tell you all, but you must listen. Last night, I am sorry to say, you were forcibly changed into one of us, by our escaped, crazed pack member, Jeffery. He has been taken care of permanently, you have no need to worry about him any longer. However, there is nothing that can be done about the change, the ritual was completed and you are one of us. We will help you through your first willed change, help you adjust, build you a cabin, and you can live among our pack. I understand this is hard to take in all at once, so you can have some time alone. Steve and I have some pack business to attend to this afternoon, a new female has become part of our pack and found her trumate in one of our males, Chad. Their bonding is to be celebrated tonight by the pack, so we must put in an appearance.”
“Where am I? Can I go home? I just want to go home.” Jensen mumbled, shock making his limbs shake. It was too much; he just wanted to be normal. He could feel the differences acutely now that they were mention by Chris; his hearing much sharper, able to hear the happy yips coming from outside the cabin, his skin much more sensitive, eyesight sharper than it ever was, even with his glasses that were missing now.
“I would not suggest going home. Living among humans, in a city, with heightened senses is not pleasant. In fact, the noises and smells could drive a wolf insane. Plus, you would not experience the freedom of the hunt and the socializing that you will crave, which comes with being with your pack. As for where you are, you are in our settlement in the middle of the Oregon woods. We are miles away from any human settlement and in the middle of a small wolf pack’s territory, whom we hunt with now and again.” Chris explained slowly to his new pack member, while Steve left to clean up the mess from earlier by the couch.
Jensen was feeling really overwhelmed, all he wanted to do was go back and do yesterday over. He didn’t want to be here, dealing with his life being uprooted. No, not just uprooted, over. All his dreams, his wants, were gone. He was in the middle of the woods with some crazy assholes. This couldn’t possibly be true! But it was, Jensen could feel that in his bones; he was different and these people, this place, smelled of safety and comfort.
“We have to go out now, but we won’t be long. There is meat in the icebox, bathroom over there through the left door, extra clothes in the chest by the bed. This is Steve and mine’s cabin; you will be staying here until we can build a cabin for you. If you need anything, anything at all, just yell, we’ll come right away.”
“Ok.” Mumbled Jensen, not looking at either man as they left the cabin. Slowly, Jensen got up and went into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him.
His life was over. He wanted to become an actor, living in LA, be rich and famous; not live in the middle of nowhere. An animal, that was what he was now. What was he to do now? There was nothing left.
Shifting, his whole body ached, reminding him of his painful change and rape. God, how could he ever forget the rape! Being forced to take an unknown drug and be raped, only to enjoy it and come. His body had not only betrayed him once during the previous night, but twice; he had come and become a monster!
Tears began to pour down Jensen’s face. He didn’t know what he was going to do. All was lost.
Spotting the razor on the edge of the sink, Jensen realized he did not HAVE to live this life. It could all end. Yes, that was the answer. He did not have a choice about what happened last night, no, that control was taken by someone else, Jeffery; but this, his future, that he could control.
Grabbing the straight razor, Jensen flipped it open with a flick of his wrist. Sitting on the ground, back against the tub, Jensen dragged the sharp edge of the razor across his left wrist. Blood welled up from the first cut, not deep enough; he needed to do this right. Had to do something right for once.
Digging the razor in deeper with the second cut, blood began to spray from the wound. Yes, that was it. It would be over soon.
Repeating the motion to his right wrist, left hand shaking and making the cut messy, blood soon began to pool on the bathroom floor beneath his now limp arms. This was perfect; it would be over soon. He would know peace. No more pain, no more future as an animal, a monster.
*****
Chris and Steve were having a blast, watching the happiness radiate off the new couple. They were truly happy that someone in their pack had found happiness during the dark time of Jeffery’s rampage and Jensen’s forced change and rape.
Chris’s head jerked suddenly; nose lifting in the air, inhaling frantically. Taking off in an inhumanly fast run back towards their cabin.
“What?” Steve yelled, taking off after Christ only to smell the metallic tang of fresh blood in the air, coming from their cabin, and it was a lot of blood.
“Fuck.” Picking up the pace, Steve arrived just as Chris tore into their home and ran towards the bathroom, kicking the door in to reveal the bloody and sad sight of Jensen.
******
Jensen barely moved, too listless to, when the door to the bathroom was kicked in. He spotted the blurred form of Chris, who crouched next to Jensen, taking his wrists and squeezing to lessen the blood flow, while Steve grabbed some towels for compresses.
“Shit.” Jensen hissed as the towels were applied to his bleeding wrists. “No, just let me die, damn it. I don’t want this life!” Jensen was desperately trying to get his wrists away from the compresses, trying to let the already slowing blood flow speed. He needed to die! Didn’t they understand, he couldn’t live this life. This was the perfect and only choice he had now; the only control.
“No! You will live. You have to. You’ll see once you take your new form, I promise, the freedom you feel, the peace, will convince you of this. You have my word as alpha, if you do not want to live after you experience your first run as a wolf, I will end you myself.” Christ stated, wrestling to keep the pressure on Jensen’s wrists, he would not loose another pack member, not so soon.
Jensen perked up at the promise of an end to the pain. This could work. He knew he would hate being an animal, so he would change willingly, hate it, and Christ would end his misery. Yes, ok, that would work; same outcome, just quicker than bleeding out. Perfect.
“Ok, what do I need to do?”
“Well, the bleeding has stopped. Thank the gods for superhuman healing, huh.” Chris said, taking the towels away from Jensen’s wrists.
Jensen stared down at his wrists, now donning red, swollen scars, but Chris was right, the bleeding had stopped, the wounds looking a few days old, not fresh. Shocked, Jensen hardly noticed that Chris and Steve picked him up off the floor and were leading him out of the bloody bathroom.
“You’re cleaning that mess up once you decide to live” Chris grumbled, dragging Jensen out of the cabin. “Follow us, its sooner than I thought, but we have to do this so you will see.”
Jensen followed the two men past the cabins and barn that made up the settlement and to the edge of the woods. Stopping at a small patch of soft grass, Jensen quickly turned away as the two strange men began to undress.
“Well, come on, take your clothes off. You don’t want to change with your clothes on, believe me. Its really hard to get pants off once you have no thumbs.” Chris said, watching his young pup blush red.
Jensen slowly removed his shirt, fingering the small bite scar on his chest above his heart, looking up to see that the two other men had similar marks of their own change. Jensen then turned his back on the men once again, and removed his pants and boxers, finally standing naked and vulnerable in the woods; he felt ridiculous and blushed a deep pink as he felt the other men’s eyes on his naked form.
“Jensen, you have to get used to this. The pack is very casual about nudity, just a warning. Since many spend a lot of time in their wolf forms, its really important to become comfortable in your own skin.” Chris explained.
“But there’s time for that. It will come with time, I promise.” Steve said, trying to calm Jensen with his soothing words.
“Ok, so lets begin.” Chris started, never being one to beat around the bush. “Changing is really very simple. Once you get the hang of changing standing still, then you can practice changing while in motion, like running, which is where the real fun comes in. But to start with, stationary. Ok, so, what you want to do is clear your mind. I know, it sounds it sounds impossible and crazy, but try. “ Chris paused, seeing Jensen try to clear his mid as much as possible, eyes slipping shut.
“Take in the sounds of the woods, the wild; smell, the woods, the trees, earth, dirt, animals, all of it. Just focus on that, let it call your inner wolf. Feel your instincts and senses get sharper, closer to the surface. Finally, feel your and see your inner wolf, let him run free, let him burst through, fill your body.” Chris said feeling, but stopping his inner wolf, opening his now ice blue eyes. Peering around, Christ grinned when he noticed the slender blonde wolf to his right, and the white light of a change in front of him.
*****
Jensen listened to Chris’s soothing, deep voice, letting it wash over him. He smelled the dark, musty smell of the ear, hear the wind blowing through the trees and ferns, smelled the nearby rabbit snacking on the soft grass. He took a deep breath as he felt something stirring inside him, breathing increasing as his vision was suddenly filled with the sight of a large, muscular golden red wolf with ice blue-green eyes running towards him with suck grace his eyes began to tear.
The wolf was getting closer to the surface, filling his very being. Finally, he felt complete, whole, home. Opening his eyes, Jensen too in the sight of Chris, crouching down and petting a slender blonde wolf.
What the…Jensen trailed off.
Congrats on your first willed change. Steve said, speaking to Jensen through wines, barks and yips, coming forward to nudge the young pup towards the woods while his mate changed.
Come on you two, lets run! Chris said, his brown and grey form taking off into the woods, Steve following after, happy yips coming from his mouth.
If Jensen could have, he would have smiled, but he just took off running after his alpha and beta, realizing that for the first time in many, many years, probably since before he had left Texas and his family, he felt a peace. He felt safe, he felt whole, he felt like he belonged, like he was home. It was then, as Jensen was running and playing as his first time as a wolf, that he realized that he could live this life, he could be this new man and beast, he could be happy.
TBC