Fic: Don't Look Back 4/?
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csi_sanders1129Title: Don't Look Back
Chapters: 4/?
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
csi_sanders1129
Genre: Angst. Romance. Drama.
Ratings: K+/T
Word Count: ~1300
Pairings/Characters: TommyMerton. Duh.
Synopsis: He read the words again and again. He was Tommy’s weakness? How…? Then it clicked, combining with the kiss just moments ago. Tommy loved him.
Comments: I'm so sorry this took so long to get up. My plot line kind of died and I spent forever working out a new one. So... as of now, this follows a kind of AU after 'Thanks' in which Gil dies. Original characters are mine. Any name you recognize as BWoC is not. Enjoy!
The wolf was insane.
Three of the Syndicate’s wolves, these stronger than anytime they’d gone against Tommy before, came down on the hearse. Merton’s window shattered, a dent caved in the roof of the cab, just over Merton’s head. It was obvious they were gunning for the human who meant so much to the last Alpha.
Tommy drove like a bat out of hell, dodging trees and large rocks scattered about the field he’d plowed into. Staying on the road had been out of the question. He had to lose the wolves. Now. Merton’s safety depended on it. Merton could not be hurt because of him. Not when they’d just found each other…
“Hold on!” He yelled, wanting to reach out to his Merton, but needed to have both hands on the wheel to control its erratic, jarring movements.
Merton’s knuckles were white from gripping the dash and door handle, but he removed one long enough to point ahead of them, into the branches of a towering tree. “Look out!” He yelled, and Tommy swerved the car to side, right into the tree.
The motion sent the wolf that’d been waiting for them falling out of his perch. He landed hard on the hood of the car, but the damage was only just beginning.
The branch the werewolf had been crouched on fell. Then the windshield shattered, momentarily blinding Tommy of the ability to dodge the rebellious lycanthropes, and he slammed on the brakes. The hesitation allowed those fighting against him enough time to grab Merton from his spot in the passenger’s seat.
Dazed by the sudden stop the shower of glass had cause; Merton was unable to put up much of a fight as he was dragged through the remnants of the window.
“Help! Tommy, help!” He heard Merton yell. And he smelled the gut wrenching scent of the elder’s spilled blood.
He was about to take chase, when he realized the wolf who’d fallen onto the car remained. His enemy was just coming to.
“Take me to the Syndicate. Now.” Tommy demanded, in a voice much too sinister to be his own. His Merton was in trouble, and nothing triggered his wolfy instincts like his mate him danger.
The werewolf he had in a chokehold looked terrified.
“Take me to Merton. Now.” He felt power surge through him.
“Yes.” The werewolf nodded, lowering his head in a show of submission.
Tommy didn’t understand what was happening. He just knew that he wanted Merton. And fast.
The wolf cried out in pain. “Ah! Stop! I’ll take you, I’ll take you.”
Stop? Tommy didn’t even know he’d been doing anything. “Stop what?” Silence. “Tell me!”
The wolf winced again, whimpering in pain. “That. Stop that. The orders.”
“What are you talking about? You need to take me to Merton.” The alpha demanded, growing more and more impatient with every second waster.
“Don’t you know what you’re doing?” The wolf shouted. “It’s the power only the Alpha’s have. It’s why they want you so bad.” He finally blurted, unable to disobey Tommy’s order to talk.
“What?” He was sufficiently confused enough to stop demanding things and let the other werewolf explain.
“The Syndicate wants you because you’re the pack leader. What you say goes, and they want your power.”
Tommy took a moment to piece this together in his mind. “I’ve told them to leave me alone before, but they haven’t. Why’d it work on you?”
The wolf, still looking thoroughly scared, answered hesitantly. “How much control are you giving the wolf right now? You let the human side go when they took your friend and your pack leader instincts took over.”
So, he could do this because of Merton? Okay. This could work.
“Will you show me where they’ve taken him?” He asked, trying not to command anything.
The wolf nodded, grateful for the reprieve. “Yes.”
***
The werewolf’s name was Rafe. He was a new wolf in the Syndicate’s group, he’d been impressed by Tommy’s fight against evils. The Syndicate had told him that Tommy was the enemy, but he could see now that they’d been lying to him.
They moved downwind of the Syndicates lair, creeping steadily closer while making sure no one was tracking them.
Being the Syndicate, though, their security had huge holes and the duo managed to get inside without much of a problem. Rescuing Merton, as it turned out, seemed to be substantially harder.
They had his Merton locked in a cage, with the three strongest werewolves guarding him. He doubted any of them would be fooled by stupid tricks like he and Merton had once tried to pull to escape the Syndicate. Gil was much more gullible than those guarding Merton now. Besides, his love was still unconscious and then scent of blood still assaulted his nose.
“Where’s Gil?” Tommy demanded, when he realized a confrontation with the Syndicate leader was going to be a necessity.
Rafe paled. “Dead.”
“What?”
“I haven’t been here long, but the talk says that some woman with a death kiss killed him.” The other werewolf explained.
The memories of Sloan’s attack replayed vividly in his mind. He recalled Gil diving out of the way of a lethal kiss, but he didn’t remember the strange man getting hit. He’d been too focused on Merton at the time. “Oh. Who’s in charge now, then?”
“His name is Marcus. He took over just after Gil died, so I’ve heard. He’s… not very merciful.” Rafe explained.
They snuck their way into the central room of the lair, where Marcus would surely be.
“I see you’ve captured us our Alpha, then.” Marcus grinned. “That will be all, Rafe. Our friend, the murderer, here, has some things to answer to.”
Rafe backed up to the entrance to the room. Marcus had to know he was still lingering, but the man didn’t seem to care.
“I want Merton back now.” Tommy growled.
“I see you disobeyed my orders, pup.” The man practically snarled back. “I can’t say I didn’t expect it. I just hoped you would know better. For your mates sake. It seems we are alike in that matter, though.”
Tommy made to order the Syndicate release Merton again, but Marcus just ignored him. “Why are you doing this? Just because I’m an alpha?”
Marcus seemed to be practically seething with rage by then. “No, not hardly. I could care less if you’re an alpha. I want you dead. Or suffering. Something to cause the pain you caused me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve never seen you before.”
“I know. That’s because Gil should be running this and I should be down in the ranks where I belong.” He inhaled sharply, sending a reverberating growl through the room. “But, you killed him. You killed my mate. So I’m going to kill yours.”
Tommy gasped. He needed to get Merton out of here. “I didn’t kill him. Sloan did.” He defended. “He got himself killed working with her.”
“You were the target that night. You. Not him. You and your mate. It’s too late for talk now. He’ll be dead soon anyway. Or. Maybe we should turn him. Let him join us. We know he was rogue before. It would tear you apart to have to destroy him yourself. Yes… there’s a plan.”
The wolf was fuming again. Not quite enough for the whole pack mind thing to work quite yet, but close. “Don’t you dare touch him.” He threatened, a low, threatening snarl ripping through him.
“You gonna stop me, pup?” Marcus laughed, as several of his wolves stormed in, restraining him.
“Let me go!” He roared, fighting, struggling, anything to get to Merton. To save Merton.
Marcus grinned. “I think it’s time I go visit my prisoner. I’ll need to decide his fate.”
Previous parts can be found: at my archive.
Chapters: 4/?
Author:
csi_sanders1129 Genre: Angst. Romance. Drama.
Ratings: K+/T
Word Count: ~1300
Pairings/Characters: TommyMerton. Duh.
Synopsis: He read the words again and again. He was Tommy’s weakness? How…? Then it clicked, combining with the kiss just moments ago. Tommy loved him.
Comments: I'm so sorry this took so long to get up. My plot line kind of died and I spent forever working out a new one. So... as of now, this follows a kind of AU after 'Thanks' in which Gil dies. Original characters are mine. Any name you recognize as BWoC is not. Enjoy!
The wolf was insane.
Three of the Syndicate’s wolves, these stronger than anytime they’d gone against Tommy before, came down on the hearse. Merton’s window shattered, a dent caved in the roof of the cab, just over Merton’s head. It was obvious they were gunning for the human who meant so much to the last Alpha.
Tommy drove like a bat out of hell, dodging trees and large rocks scattered about the field he’d plowed into. Staying on the road had been out of the question. He had to lose the wolves. Now. Merton’s safety depended on it. Merton could not be hurt because of him. Not when they’d just found each other…
“Hold on!” He yelled, wanting to reach out to his Merton, but needed to have both hands on the wheel to control its erratic, jarring movements.
Merton’s knuckles were white from gripping the dash and door handle, but he removed one long enough to point ahead of them, into the branches of a towering tree. “Look out!” He yelled, and Tommy swerved the car to side, right into the tree.
The motion sent the wolf that’d been waiting for them falling out of his perch. He landed hard on the hood of the car, but the damage was only just beginning.
The branch the werewolf had been crouched on fell. Then the windshield shattered, momentarily blinding Tommy of the ability to dodge the rebellious lycanthropes, and he slammed on the brakes. The hesitation allowed those fighting against him enough time to grab Merton from his spot in the passenger’s seat.
Dazed by the sudden stop the shower of glass had cause; Merton was unable to put up much of a fight as he was dragged through the remnants of the window.
“Help! Tommy, help!” He heard Merton yell. And he smelled the gut wrenching scent of the elder’s spilled blood.
He was about to take chase, when he realized the wolf who’d fallen onto the car remained. His enemy was just coming to.
“Take me to the Syndicate. Now.” Tommy demanded, in a voice much too sinister to be his own. His Merton was in trouble, and nothing triggered his wolfy instincts like his mate him danger.
The werewolf he had in a chokehold looked terrified.
“Take me to Merton. Now.” He felt power surge through him.
“Yes.” The werewolf nodded, lowering his head in a show of submission.
Tommy didn’t understand what was happening. He just knew that he wanted Merton. And fast.
The wolf cried out in pain. “Ah! Stop! I’ll take you, I’ll take you.”
Stop? Tommy didn’t even know he’d been doing anything. “Stop what?” Silence. “Tell me!”
The wolf winced again, whimpering in pain. “That. Stop that. The orders.”
“What are you talking about? You need to take me to Merton.” The alpha demanded, growing more and more impatient with every second waster.
“Don’t you know what you’re doing?” The wolf shouted. “It’s the power only the Alpha’s have. It’s why they want you so bad.” He finally blurted, unable to disobey Tommy’s order to talk.
“What?” He was sufficiently confused enough to stop demanding things and let the other werewolf explain.
“The Syndicate wants you because you’re the pack leader. What you say goes, and they want your power.”
Tommy took a moment to piece this together in his mind. “I’ve told them to leave me alone before, but they haven’t. Why’d it work on you?”
The wolf, still looking thoroughly scared, answered hesitantly. “How much control are you giving the wolf right now? You let the human side go when they took your friend and your pack leader instincts took over.”
So, he could do this because of Merton? Okay. This could work.
“Will you show me where they’ve taken him?” He asked, trying not to command anything.
The wolf nodded, grateful for the reprieve. “Yes.”
***
The werewolf’s name was Rafe. He was a new wolf in the Syndicate’s group, he’d been impressed by Tommy’s fight against evils. The Syndicate had told him that Tommy was the enemy, but he could see now that they’d been lying to him.
They moved downwind of the Syndicates lair, creeping steadily closer while making sure no one was tracking them.
Being the Syndicate, though, their security had huge holes and the duo managed to get inside without much of a problem. Rescuing Merton, as it turned out, seemed to be substantially harder.
They had his Merton locked in a cage, with the three strongest werewolves guarding him. He doubted any of them would be fooled by stupid tricks like he and Merton had once tried to pull to escape the Syndicate. Gil was much more gullible than those guarding Merton now. Besides, his love was still unconscious and then scent of blood still assaulted his nose.
“Where’s Gil?” Tommy demanded, when he realized a confrontation with the Syndicate leader was going to be a necessity.
Rafe paled. “Dead.”
“What?”
“I haven’t been here long, but the talk says that some woman with a death kiss killed him.” The other werewolf explained.
The memories of Sloan’s attack replayed vividly in his mind. He recalled Gil diving out of the way of a lethal kiss, but he didn’t remember the strange man getting hit. He’d been too focused on Merton at the time. “Oh. Who’s in charge now, then?”
“His name is Marcus. He took over just after Gil died, so I’ve heard. He’s… not very merciful.” Rafe explained.
They snuck their way into the central room of the lair, where Marcus would surely be.
“I see you’ve captured us our Alpha, then.” Marcus grinned. “That will be all, Rafe. Our friend, the murderer, here, has some things to answer to.”
Rafe backed up to the entrance to the room. Marcus had to know he was still lingering, but the man didn’t seem to care.
“I want Merton back now.” Tommy growled.
“I see you disobeyed my orders, pup.” The man practically snarled back. “I can’t say I didn’t expect it. I just hoped you would know better. For your mates sake. It seems we are alike in that matter, though.”
Tommy made to order the Syndicate release Merton again, but Marcus just ignored him. “Why are you doing this? Just because I’m an alpha?”
Marcus seemed to be practically seething with rage by then. “No, not hardly. I could care less if you’re an alpha. I want you dead. Or suffering. Something to cause the pain you caused me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve never seen you before.”
“I know. That’s because Gil should be running this and I should be down in the ranks where I belong.” He inhaled sharply, sending a reverberating growl through the room. “But, you killed him. You killed my mate. So I’m going to kill yours.”
Tommy gasped. He needed to get Merton out of here. “I didn’t kill him. Sloan did.” He defended. “He got himself killed working with her.”
“You were the target that night. You. Not him. You and your mate. It’s too late for talk now. He’ll be dead soon anyway. Or. Maybe we should turn him. Let him join us. We know he was rogue before. It would tear you apart to have to destroy him yourself. Yes… there’s a plan.”
The wolf was fuming again. Not quite enough for the whole pack mind thing to work quite yet, but close. “Don’t you dare touch him.” He threatened, a low, threatening snarl ripping through him.
“You gonna stop me, pup?” Marcus laughed, as several of his wolves stormed in, restraining him.
“Let me go!” He roared, fighting, struggling, anything to get to Merton. To save Merton.
Marcus grinned. “I think it’s time I go visit my prisoner. I’ll need to decide his fate.”
Previous parts can be found: at my archive.
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Date: 2008-08-04 05:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-04 07:24 pm (UTC)But, thanks for the comment =) Glad you liked!
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Date: 2008-08-04 05:27 pm (UTC)I lovelovelove this.
I get excited every time I see a new chapter~
Also, I love Tommy being an Alpha. It just makes so much sense.
Kudos and mad props to you~♥
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Date: 2008-08-04 07:25 pm (UTC)=) I'm glad you're loveloveloving this! And I'll be quicker with the wait this time.
Glad you like and thanks for the comment! ^_^