Decisions

Dane was no longer at the hotel, he decided to take a walk on the Fraser dike to clear his head. Dane was still thinking about what happened between him and Hades. The thought of Hades being in control of him in the Underworld, terrified him. The man, already frightened Dane as it was, especially since he overpowered him the other night.

"Something on your mind kid?" a familiar voice asked.

Dane turned to look in the direction of the voice, but no one was there. He turned back around and his face smacked into the newcomer's chest. Dane tried to step back, only to realize that the man had his arm wrapped around Dane's back.

"Let go of me!" Dane snapped.

"Or what?" he cooed into Dane's ear.

"This isn't funny, Hades!"

"I find it quite amusing,"

Dane tried to pull away, but Hades grip was too strong, so Dane just stopped and waited for Hades to release him. He assumed Hades would, but what Hades did, sent complete udder shock through Dane's entire body. He felt Hades hot hand cupping him. Horrified, Dane used all his strength to push away from Hades; which succeeded, until Dane tripped over a rock and landed hard on his back, knocking the wind out of him.

When Dane finally caught his breath, Hades was on top of him, holding Dane's wrist above his head with one hand. Dane could feel the other hand massaging him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Dane hissed.

"Testing the waters of what I'll have later," Hades said, grinning.

"I'm not a toy!"

"Oh, you will be soon enough, I might as well break you in now,"

"Get off of me!"

"Don't tell me you're not enjoying this? Your siblings don't even know you're gay," Hades gleamed, bending his head down and nibbling on Dane's left ear.

Dane tried to move, he tried to pull away, but to no avail. Hades was way to strong and there was no way that Dane could shake him. He was at the mercy of the Lord of the Underworld. Dane closed his eyes and tried to pretend that this wasn't happening, but that was proving more difficult than he thought. Dane felt Hades hand move away from him, but only for a moment. What he felt next, however, was the button of his jeans being unbuttoned and the zipper opening to reveal what Hades already suspected. Dane's penis was in fact hard, but unfortunately, sexual control, he didn't have. He felt Hades hand wrap around his shaft, which began to move up and down, slowly at first and then faster and faster.

Not being able to control it, Dane arched his back, and within moments, released. Hades didn't stop there though, he moved his head away from Dane's ear and took his penis into his mouth, instantly moving fast, causing Dane to release a second time.

"Please…Stop…" Dane begged.

"Oh, I'm not done," Hades gleamed.

Still holding Dane's wrists, Hades used his other hand to pull Dane's jeans completely off. Dane then heard a second zipper being undone. Fear overwhelmed him and therefore, he kept his eyes closed, praying he was only hearing things, only to realize he wasn't. With Hades free hand, he plunged two fingers into Dane's anus, causing him to let out an involuntary moan. Hades yet again, started slow and then began moving his fingers faster. The result, was Dane's body, betraying him. He didn't want this, but his body certainly did; he released a third time. Hades removed his fingers, causing Dane to whimper, which he quickly regretted. Hades was replacing his fingers with his own hard penis. He released Dane's wrists and positioned his hips just right, before he thrust himself inside of his new lover. Dane was overwhelmed with hormones that he couldn't think straight. He felt Hades slowly going in and out of him, and then felt Hades moving faster with each thrust. Dane was too afraid to even open his eyes, so he had to rely on what he was feeling, and what he was feeling, his body was enjoying, but his mind seriously wasn't.

Hades kept thrusting, faster and faster, causing Dane to release pleasure sounds with each thrust. Hades was clearly happy with himself, and he showed it with a gleaming smile on his face. He bent his head down and captured Dane's lips with his own. He forced his tongue into his lover's mouth and danced with his tongue. He could feel Dane nearing the end of bliss, so he increased his pace before feeling the body beneath him release a fourth time. Satisfied, Hades stood up and zipped up his slacks.

"That was fun," he said, panting.

"You bastard!" Dane hissed in anger, grabbing his jeans and roughly pulling them back on. He stood and did up his jeans, and glared at Hades as he did so. "You'll pay for that!"

"I'll pay? I just gave you a taste of what will happen. I'm going to enjoy eternity doing this to you every night," he laughed, raking his hair.

"I hate you."

"I enjoyed you. You're quite fun."

"That won't happen!"

"Oh, it will."

"Just leave me alone!"

At that, Hades moved quickly behind Dane and wrapped both his arms around him, pinning him to his chest.

"You are mine, Dane. You summoned a demon from my realm and in the end, I own you," he hissed into Dane's ear, "So, dead or alive, I own you."

"Let go!"

"I own you, the sooner that sinks in, the better. I want sex, I will take it whenever I want. I want you to run an errand, you better do so."

"I am not a slave!"

"You are!" he snapped before vanishing.

Dane looked around to see if Hades was till there, but he wasn't. Dane was extremely frustrated. How was he supposed to know he messed with the Devil? It's not like there's a manual saying where all the demons come from. Dane was not going to let Hades control him, god or not. Dane was in control of himself and no one could take that away from him. Unfortunately, a small part of him felt that Hades did have control and he didn't. He really hated Hades and even worse, he hated his body for responding to his touch. His body betrayed him. He knew that if Hades returned, it would betray him again and he couldn't have that.

Dane started to head back to the hotel when he heard a low growl.

"Oh, now what?!" he snapped, turning around.

Dane realized it was a bad idea turning around, as he came face to face with a wolf that certainly didn't look like a shifter or a normal wolf. Unsure of what to do, Dane switched to his wolf form, ready to fight. Something told him this wolf found it funny that he was preparing to fight. The wolf had dark brown fur and golden eyes. Dane bared his teeth at the intruder, trying to scare him off; but unfortunately, that only seemed to antagonize the wolf as the wolf returned the favor. Two of the wolf's teeth were longer than the others, one on each side, almost like vampire fangs, except this was a wolf and not a vampire. A heavy weight of terror filled Dane, he realized he challenged a werewolf, and an alpha at that. He only knew that because he read about werewolf alphas switching at will.

At this point, Dane tried to back down, knowing he had just entered a fight he knew he couldn't win. His submission didn't seem to make a difference; the werewolf in front of him advanced. Dane slowly backed up, the only thing that stopped him, was the wall he finally backed up into. Extreme fear overwhelmed him now, he knew there was no escape. Werewolves were bigger and faster than shifters, so Dane would only make it worse if he tried to run, but he also knew he would be a dead if he stayed where he was. He had pissed off an alpha werewolf and that meant the werewolf wanted a fight now. Dane needed to think of something fast to get him out of the situation he put himself in.

He tried a last resort, and headbutted the werewolf, who in turned, grabbed Dane in his jaws, shaking him hard and threw him against the wall. Dane lay there, hoping the werewolf would leave him alone. He could feel the werewolf towering over him, and heard him sniffing his limp body. Dane was terrified, but he hoped it was enough to take the threat away from him. The werewolf stood over him for another moment or two, before releasing a high-pitched howl. It then took off down the trail, leaving Dane alone once again.

Dane heard twigs snapping and he sniffed the air to see what was coming. The smell he picked up were humans nearby. That wasn't too much of an issue because to them, he looked like an ordinary wolf. However, his thought changed as the two humans came into view and Dane realized they were drunk. The two humans noticed Dane and slowly walked up to him.

"Dude, is that a dog?" the taller male asked the shorter one.

"Not sure, looks like its bleeding though," the other responded.

The two drunks looked at Dane curiously and then the taller one kicked Dane, making Dane yelp in pain. The shorter one decided that that was a fun thing to do, so he also kicked Dane, making Dane yelp louder. The two drunks started kicking Dane continuously, not caring that he was a defenseless animal. Dane tried to stay awake, but he felt himself slipping because of the pain. Before he realized what was happening, something slashed the two drunks to pieces. Dane then felt himself being lifted and that's when everything went black.

Dane woke to feel sheets beneath him, he then looked around to realize he was back in the hotel room. He went to move and realized he was back in human form, mostly naked aside from his jeans. He looked around and noticed that Blaze and Alcatraz were both staring at him, shock in their eyes. Then he remembered being kicked by two drunks and that pieces of them were thrown everywhere.

"What happened?!" Dane demanded, sitting up. He realized he did that too quickly and winced in pain.

"You were attacked by two humans. I dealt with them," Alcatraz said simply.

"Dealt with them how?"

"They're dead."

"You can't go around killing humans Alcatraz, you'll have them catch on to us!" Blaze hissed.

"Meh."

"Blaze is right Alcatraz. It's not good to draw attention to ourselves right now."

"Fine, I'll leave you to die next time," Alcatraz hissed.

"That is not what I mean. Did you at least clean up your mess?" Dane asked.

"Yes."

"What happened to you?" Blaze asked, changing the subject.

"Well…I was dealing with Alcatraz knows who and then after him, I was attacked by a werewolf and then the drunks," Dane said quietly.

"Who were you dealing with?" Blaze asked.

"Don't ask, the guy's a bastard," Alcatraz laughed.

"You got that right," Dane winced, but not from the bite wounds, but the fact that his hips were sore, not that these two needed to know that.

"So, the bite marks are from a werewolf?" Blaze asked.

"Yes, one who had fangs. I think it infected me."

"If it still had its fangs, then yes," Blaze said, a little concerned.

"I'll be fine. I can learn to cope with this just as I did with finding out I'm a magic user."

"In the meantime, we need to hatch a plan to lure the council. Needs to be somewhere that we can cause a scene and make it known that we mean business. There are five council members. Two of them are already here in Mission. Sarjen is in Ontario," Blaze said, changing subject, then looked at Alcatraz "Did you track the other three?"

"Ruby is in London, England. Edcur is in Nova Scotia, and Megael is in Australia," Alcatraz said in annoyance. Alcatraz clearly didn't like doing small jobs like this and they could tell by the tone of his voice. There was something else that Dane noticed about Alcatraz, his whole stance changed.

"Good. I am going to write a letter to the members to lure them. We know that Raska and Tessmere won't fall for it, but they'll show up to prevent a public war from happening," Blaze snickered.

"Then we're set," Dane said, grinning.

"We're set," the other two said in unison.