A Necessary Evil

A Torence Frost: Subterrestrial Hunter Novel

A Necessary Evil
Written by Jacob Waton

Chapter Three: Challenge of the Alphas

We were suddenly interupted by sounds owlinwling and roaring. That was never a good thing. The sounds seemed to come from all around us. I couldn\'t tell where they were coming from. These sewers were like a honeycomb of passages that were interconnected, so the sound could have carried from any place.
Another howl, this time followed by loud thumping and crashing sounds seemed to come at us from all directions. I had the faint smell of fur, blood, and something else that was bitter and sour. I had an idea what it was. It was the smell of disembowelment. That could only mean that the party had already started. Oh gee, gosh darn.
The next thing that I know is Cyrol is pushing me to the ground just before I get a slight image of black fur gliding over me. Gun fire blasted from my right. Had Jeremy already sensed them. A flash of red brought me back to Cyrol. He was standing over an injured wolfman. No, a wolfman is a werewolf who isn\'t fully transformed. Claw marks seeped deep and bloody accross it\'s chest. It was still breathing, albeit short unfinished half breaths, but breaths nonetheless.
\"Jesus!\" I found myself saying. \"What did you do to,\" I found myself staring in between it\'s legs and found that it was actually a he. \"him?\"
\"He will heal.\" said Cyrol simply. \"Not very fast, but he will heal.\"
\"HEY!\" shouted a growling voice from behind us. I turned around. \"There is no interference during a challenge of the alphas. This shouldn\'t count.\"
The person who was shouting at us was some sort of mix between a fox and a wolf. He was black with a belly of silver underfur. It was quite attractive....for a werewolf I mean.
The figure walked towards us, or maybe the term was stalked. I didn\'t know, but it sure as hell wasn\'t human.
\"They weren\'t trying to interfere and you know that.\" grumbled another voice that was deeper than any of them. \"Besides, it looks like Patrick attacked them of his own accord.\" From the sound of it Cyrol had injured a Master werewolf.
\"You don\'t know that for sure. They could have....\"
\"Shut up Jerry.\" snapped yet another voice. This one stepped out and literally towered over me. This one was a bear of some sort. From the size, which was about fourteen feet, I was guessing Kodiac....maybe. All I could see was a big mountain of brownish fur with somewhat lighter highlights. Could a lycanthrope dye it\'s fur? His voice reminded me of someone who was talking down to a younger brother.
Jerry, the werewolf hesitated for a short second and then snapped back. \"I don\'t have to listen to you any more, Mathew. You\'re not my boss anymore.\"
Mathew thudded over closer to Jerry. \"I may not be your boss anymore, but I will always be your older brother. Remember that next time I have a chance to finish the fight.\" I suddenly had the image of little Jerry being sat on by Mathew.
The little werewolf quieted. I guess I was right about them being brothers.
Patrick, the injured wolfman, sat up. \"What do you want, human?\" His voice was calm, no sign of anything. \"We are in the middle of something.\"
I found words. \"All I want is Joshua and I\'ll leave.\"
Patrick laughed. \"All she wants is Joshua and she\'ll leave, she says.\" His wounds were already starting to heal. That was fast. \"You are the Bloody Seraphim, aren\'t you?\" Not a single thread of fear in his voice. He was good.
\"Yes.\" I said \"I am.\"
\"I\'ll say this again. You are interupting us. We are in the middle of something.\" said Patrick.
I started to open my mouth and stopped myself. I didn\'t want to say anything that would really piss off him, so I settled for, \"You attacked us and I want to talk to Joshua. I think that\'s more than fair compensation.\"
My Jerry was still behind me, watching every shapeshifter in the area with his hand on his gun, ready to draw. He was good backup. Having Cyrol beside me was a plus too. It kept me calm.
\"I attacked you because nobody is supposed to be down here.\" he said. I still couldn\'t get anything from him.
\"Well actually,\" I found myself wanting to say something, but didn\'t want to say something stupid, but thought, screw it. \"I didn\'t see a sign that read \'Caution, do not enter. Lycanthrope battle. Keep all cattle away.\'\"
Patrick\'s wolf eyes stared at me, and he laughed again. \"You are brave. I would not tollerate this from my pack, but I think I can make an exception for the Bloody Seraphim, just this once.\"
\"That is why you are the weakest of the Loki clan, brother.\" rumbled a deep and more growling voice. \"You will never be superior to me.\"
\"Oh yes, Miss Frost, this is unfortunately my younger brother, Maverick.\" said Patrick. \"As you can see, we were in the middle of some....business.\"
At first I had to try to make out what I saw. A brown monsterous figure, about twenty feet wide appeared out of nowhere. He had to be an easy two tons....at least. He had Grisley bear written all over him.
I couldn\'t help myself. \"Holy shit!\" I said. \"Are you sure you two are related?\"
Even Cyrol knew when to aknowledge power. \"I sense an incredible amount of energy within you. Why are you not Alpha of all bears and wolves?\"
\"Maverick.\" said Patrick. It sounded like a warning. \"Tonight will have to be....rescheduled. I\'ll have my people contact your people. Our....playing field has been compromised.\"
\"Yes, brother. Take as much time as you need to prepare for the next time we meet, because the next time one of us will be the Alpha of all the wolves and bears....amongst other things.\"
I guess I wouldn\'t fight the issue....for now. I had a friend to save. \"Now about Joshua, I want him out.\"
Patrick laughed again. \"Now, now Miss Frost, we can\'t just let you take our....special member from us, especially tonight.\"
This was getting serious. I didn\'t have the strength to take out a whole group of shapeshifters. \"What\'s so damn special about Joshua that you need him for? He\'s only a lowly submissive.\"
I felt Jeremy grab me by the wrist. He was worried. I looked at Cyrol, but only got a warm trickling sensation from him. To the untrained eye, Cyrol was just standing there. But I knew better. He was gathering up his power.
\"So I guess you are going to have your Darkwynd fight us all off just so you can rescue our Joshua.\" said Patrick. \"He is strong, but I doubt that he will be able to fight us all, then what would your actions mertit? I should say, nothing that you would be able to come back from.\"
This guy was starting to sound like someone who knew the way I was. I wanted to prove him otherwise.
\"I think that means dream on to this particular wolf, my sweet.\" exclaimed Cyrol, blank expression and all.
Apparently, something was definitely going to go down. What, I didn\'t know for sure, but I had my trusty gun. Some people say that a woman\'s best friend is her outfit, not me, my best friend was my gun.
\"Ah, yes Miss Frost, did you really think that we would allow you to bring a gun into the challenge area without having certain....precautions available to us? I dare say that you could fire that gun and I could guarantee that no shapeshifter or mortal would be injured by it.\"
Damn! So much for woman\'s best friend.
\"Are you meaning to tell me that Tori will not be able to fight back with her guns?\" asked Cyrol. \"This doesn\'t sound normal for a challenge at all. All beasts are mine to call, so how is it you are able to resist me as you are?\"
Patrick walked over to us, a small grin accross his beautifully rugged face. \"No blood will be shed tonight, unless you will it so. You shall have our Jostonitonight, but what kind of pleasure do you need him for?\"
I looked at him, kind of puzzled. \"Pleasure?\"
\"Oh, I\'m sorry. I was under the impression that you wanted him as a lover for tonight. If that was the case, then I would have not one problem with you taking him, because we consider you a dominant. However, if you want him for other reasons then you will have to battle someone for it, because there is one dominant in my pack who wants him for tonight.\"
\"Oh, yes, I do want him tonight.\" said a very strongly feminine silky voice. I looked around to find a tall blonde woman dressed in what I considered a dominatrix uniform. At first glance she appeared to be nothing but a tall blonde girl. She had a black laytex looking body suit on, black gogo boots, barbed wire bracelets on each wrist, spiked choker. Her face was very attractive in an evil kind of way. She had dark, high eyebrows, thick lashes, three sets of earings; two loops and the rest were silver studs. She had her left eyebrow pierced, three nose piercings; two loops in her right nostril, and one stud in her left nostril. She had three more piercings in her mouth, excluding her tongue piercing; two loops in her lower lip, which showed very nicely against her black lipstick, and one piercing that was lower than the lips, which was a stud and a bar. I knew she had more than that because she was Malorie Heanan, my old childhood and high school lover. The last time I was with her she had both nipples, naval, and three more in her vaginal areas pierced. Sadly to say that she was definitely my kind of girl.
\"Wait a second.\" said Malorie. She walked over towards me. \"Torence....Torence Frost, is that you?\" she said, closely examining me. I stayed still. Can you tell that she was the dominant one in our relationship? I sure as hell could.
\"Yes,\" I said. \"It\'s me.\"
\"You\'re the Bloody Seraphim?\" she said, her lips almost pouting....almost. \"That sucks.\"
\"Why does that suck, Mal?\" I asked, looking into her sexy face. I did love her face.
\"Because unless you are willing to share him with me then we\'re going to have to fight.\" she said. \"And I really don\'t want to fight you. I\'d much rather fuck you.\" She was always the more blunt of the two of us.
\"Things aren\'t the way that they use to be, Mal.\" I said.
\"Why is that?\" she asked.
\"You are a fucking werewolf, okay. Does that not mean anything to you?\" Truth was, I did want her to ravage me the way I let Aurora ravage me....and some. \"I\'m not going to lie to you and say that I don\'t want you here and now, because I do.\"
Her face finally gave. She was really pouting, and the bad thing was, I wanted to turn her frown upside down. \"Only you can do this to me Torence. Can we not share Joshua together? It would be just like old times.\"
\"Okay, say I agree to this, Mal. What would that mean then?\" I asked.
\"I can promise that I wouldn\'t change on you. I could even promise that I wouldn\'t dwell on it, if that\'s what you want. It could just be a fling.\"
\"Listen, I didn\'t come here for this. I came here to get Joshua.\" I said.
\"Well, I won\'t hurt him either.\" she said.
I did not expect this at all. Malorie was acting as if she wanted me back. \"You don\'t sound like someone who\'s not dwelling on the idea of us getting back together. I have a life and a lover that I love now.\" I said.
\"What\'s her name?\" she asked.
\"Aurora.\" I said.
\"Does she love you?\"
\"Very much so.\" I said
\"And what about him?\" she said, pointing over to Cyrol. \"Are you not in love with him either?\"
She had a point. I loved Aurora. I loved Cyrol, and I think I loved Malorie. I was already with the other two, so why couldn\'t I love one more? I looked over at Cyrol. \"Any suggestions?\"
\"I do not care who else you are with as long as I have you.\" he said.
\"See,\" said Malorie. \"He\'ll share you with me.\"
\"It\'s not him you would have to deal with and you know that.\" I said.
\"UhhHumn!!!\" Jeremy cleared his throat. \"We came here for a reason, Frost. I\'d love to see you guys kiss and make up and live happily ever after, but the issue is not you guys at all. It is Joshua. Deal with that now and your personal melpdramas can wait for later.\"
Shit. He was right. \"Okay, he\'s right. Joshua comes with me and that\'s that.\" I said.
\"Fine.\" said Malorie. \"You can have him, but I want you to share your Darkwynd with me.\"
One more look at Cyrol. \"Like I said my sweet, I do not care as long as I have you. If this is the fastest way to get you your wolf, then I will aggree.\"
\"Joshua is not Miss Frost\'s wolf.\" said Patrick, who was leaning against the damp wall. You would think that his nice dress suit would have been messed up leaning against the sewer walls, but it wasn\'t. \"Not unless she claims him as a dominant.\"
\"How exactly am I supposed to do that?\" I asked.
\"Mark him.\" said Patrick. \"To claim him as your submissive you must do something that binds him to you. Either flesh or blood will do.\"
\"How big of a mark are we talking?\" I asked. \"How much blood are we talking about?\"
Patrick frowned. \"It takes at least a third of a submissive\'s blood to be considered a mark, but sex is a lot more easier.\"
Dammit! This wasn\'t fair. I was not going to shed a third of Joshua\'s blood for this. The problem was that I didn\'t want to have sex with Joshua either.What if he changed during it? All it would take is one little accidental claw mark and I would be turning furry once a month. It wasn\'t a fair decision. But a girl\'s gotta do what a girl\'s gotta do. \"Blood is out so I guess it\'s going to have to be flesh, but I\'m warning you Patrick, if he turns and cuts me in the middle of it, I will come after you.\"
Patrick smiled. \"Will you be permitting us to watch this little show, Miss Frost?\" he asked. It didn\'t sound like a request.
\"Do I really have a choice?\" I said.
\"You catch on well, Miss Frost. No, you don\'t have a choice. In order to prove that you are his dominant, someone must watch.\"
\"Alright, can we just get this over with? I\'m fucking tired and I want to go to sleep.\" I said.
\"I will let Molorie take you to Joshua and she will be the one who will....oversee you two.\" He motioned over to Mal. \"It\'s obvious that you still love Miss Frost so I\'m letting you oversee them instead of all of us. I figure that the Bloody Seraphim deserves at least that much.\"


Minutes later, Mal and I were walking almost side by side down a long corridor. There was something that was bothering me. \"Mal?\"
She turned halfway to look at me. \"Hmm?\"
\"What happened to you?\" I asked.
\"Oh, you mean how I became a wolf.\" she said. \"I assume that\'s what you mean.\"
I nodded.
\"Do you want the truth or shall I sugarcoat it?\" she said. I couldn\'t tell if she was crying. It was too dark.
\"Truth.\" I said.
\"I loved you so fucking much, Torence, that I couldn\'t stand the thought of losing you. After you ended it with me, I wanted to fucking die. I wanted to take a fucking blade and plunge it in my heart. But I didn\'t really want to kill myself. I just wanted someone else to end my pain.\"
My GOD, I thought. \"You wanted someone else to kill you.\" I couldn\'t keep the surprise in my voice.
\"I thought getting someone else to kill me would somehow make it easier, so I payed someone to kill me, but something went terribly wrong. He wanted to do more besides kill me.\"
Sweet Jesus! \"He raped you.\" I said, attempting to keep the tears out of my own eyes.
\"No, he didn\'t just rape me. He fucking chained me to my bed, put in a tape of you and me together on, and raped me continuously for two days straight.\" She looked at me, tears streaming down that face of a goddess. \"He never stopped, and he kept singing our song while he did it. He did it untill I was bleeding from the inside. I wanted him to end it. All I could think about was you. After he was finished, he fucked me one last time.\"
\"He changed on the last time, didn\'t he?\" I said. \"He turned you, and you healed.\"
She nodded.
Dammit. Now I do have a reason to want to be with her.