Sean Waltman was sitting with his back against the door to Paul's locker room. There were tears in his eyes and even from as far as Jeff was he could smell blood coming from the small human.
"Hey, man. You okay?" Jeff asked as he walked closer and cringed as he smelled the semen on the smallest degenerate.
Sean's head shot up and he stared at Jeff with wide frightened eyes for a moment then shook his head. "Naw, I'm fine."
"Sean, you're sitting in the hall crying... Come on." Jeff reached down and started to help Sean up only to have Sean cringe from his hand.
Jeff reached down again and gently pulled Sean to his feet. Before Sean could protest Paul's door came swinging open and knocked both of the lighter wrestlers out of the way.
"Sean!" Paul yelled then seen the dark haired man standing there with Jeff's hand wrapped around his arm.
Jeff watched as Paul's eyes melted into a loving look. Or something, Jeff supposed was suppose to be a loving look.
"Seany, when you ran out like that I was worried." Paul said as he stepped closer to take Sean from the younger of the Hardy brats.
"Yes, Paul." Sean said hanging his head.
Paul grinned and reached out for Sean only to have Jeff growl at him in an animalistic fashion and bat his hand away.
"Back the hell off, Levesque." Jeff said, not certain why his protective Lupa instinct was kicking up over Sean.
"What's your problem, kid?" Paul demanded as he reached out again, and again his hand was batted away.
Paul growled low in his throat and started to throw a swing at Jeff only to be stopped by a voice from further down the hall.
"What are you doing?" Shannon said as he and Shane came upon the scene. They had been a little game of track the Lupa when they had walked up on the scene before them.
"Getting what's mine. Sean, come here." Paul demanded reaching out for the third time only to have Jeff growl at him again and put Sean behind him.
"Jeff, we can handle this get him out of here." Shane said as he and Shannon took defensive position on either side of their Lupa.
Just as Jeff was about to pull Sean away from where the fight was about to go down Paul roared and launched himself at the group of smaller men.
Shannon, unthinking, extended his claws and swiped at Paul who stared at the small blond in horror.
"What did you think your large buddies, Kevin and Scott were the only `Wolf Pack' around?" Shannon growled his eyes melting into a stunning mix of gold and green.
Paul dodged as Shannon took another killing swipe at his throat.
For a moment Paul dodged then suddenly was held in place by something with amazing strength. Glancing over his shoulder he found a grinning Shane holding him as if Paul was a lightweight.
Shannon drew his attention back and he took a few more swipes that barely missed.
"Are you ever going to touch Sean again?" This question was posed by Jeff who had shifted a now unconscious Sean, who had passed out when Shannon's eyes had changed.
"Never." Paul said shaking his head on the verge of wetting his pants.
"Good. I ever even smell your breath in the same room as him I will gut you like a deer." Jeff spit at him as he pulled Sean into his arms.
Paul collapsed in Shane's arms unconscious. Shane moved and threw him back into his locker room and then with Shannon went to look over the small man in their Lupa's arms.
Shannon was so jazzed about having defeated `The Game' that he started chattering about that and every person he was certain they had avenged by taking the large man out.
As Shannon was talking he kept swinging his arms showing his excitement. Jeff did nothing to curb his and Matt's youngest pack member as they walked back to their locker room.
"Shannon, pull your claws in this instant!" Matt said as soon as he seen Jeff carrying someone that wasn't pack.
Shannon still remembering that he had already made one pack member hurriedly pulled his claws in and glanced down to make certain that he hadn't scratched the unconscious man.
"It's okay, Shannon. I wouldn't have let you hit him. Matt, we need to help him." Jeff held out the injured man for Matt's inspection.
"Can't you take him back to Paul? Let him deal with who ever did this?" Matt said after pushing Sean's hair from his face and scenting the blood and semen on him.
"NO! Paul was the one who did it." Jeff growled at his brother and Ulfric. He moved past him and into their locker room.
Matt growled and looked down the hall to where he knew Paul's locker room was. He knew that Sean loved the large man and then to have this happen...
"Don't worry, Matt. We took care of it... Jeff told him that if he ever even smelled his breath in the same room as Sean he was going to gut him like a deer." Shannon said as they went to find Jeff slowly removing Sean's leather jacket and then staring in horror at the blood that was seeping threw the back of the shirt he was wearing.
"I don't think I can heal this... It was done by mortal hands with mortal intent." Jeff whispered as he extended his claw and ran it down the back of the shirt so that he wouldn't have to try and take it off over Sean's head.
Across his pale back was about fifty slash marks. Looking at them Matt suspected they were whip marks.
"I can't heal this." Jeff raised his eyes to Matt and waited for his Ulfric to come up with the great ideas the Omega Pack had come to rely on him for.
"I... don't know." Matt muttered as he sunk down at Jeff's side and stared down at the injured human and for the first time since his change on his sixteenth birthday felt helpless.
Jeff was so busy try to wipe away some of the blood that he didn't feel the sudden shift in Matt's mood until it was a full-blown blood rage.
Across the room Shannon and Shane slowly sunk into a corner as they seen the strange red glow start forming in their Ulfric's eyes.
Jeff glanced up and seen the red and grabbed Matt's face. "Matthew, this is not the time for this! We have other things to deal with! Don't leave me now lover."
Matt tried to fight his way threw the haze of anger and need for vengeance. In some part of his mind he knew this was strange that he was this upset over someone that wasn't his pack, but it was such a small part it didn't effect his need to avenge Sean.
"Damn it, Matt." Jeff cursed as Matt pulled away from him and started out of the room.
Shannon and Shane moved to stand guard over Sean while Jeff dealt with whatever was happening to their Ulfric.
Jeff literally hopped on Matt's back, knowing it wasn't going to slow him down, but it was the only thing he could do in the mean time.
******
Across the arena a lone figure knelt in front of a statue of a mostly forgotten goddess whispering prayers for his match that night.
Just as he was about to splash some water into the goddess's pail an alien energy ran threw him and his eyes shot open to stare at the spectral figure behind the statue.
"Magic user, I ask a boon," she said softly.
The blond nodded quickly. "It would be an honor to help you, lady."
"My sons have long fought their nature, and are weary of the battle. Help them, I beg of you. As I speak to you my eldest is going to take a human life. Please stop him. It will kill his spirit to take a human life." The spirit wept at the idea and the man rose from his prostrate position after pouring his offering to his goddess.
"I will do this. Tell me where your sons are as that I might help them."
"Exit this room and take the left passage until you get to the red corridor. There you must wait. You will know them as my youngest will be riding on his brother's back trying to pull him out of the blood rage that would cause him to foul his soul." she nodded to the man she had gone to for luck then in a swirl of peaceful energy she was gone.
Scott Levy turned and hurried out of his locker room and went to see exactly who it was he was suppose to save... The thing was, he couldn't help but wonder how he was suppose to save someone when he couldn't even save himself.
*******
Matt's blood rage was still going strong as he turned the corner to where Paul's locker room was waiting. He would kill that man for touching Sean. Kill Paul for daring to harm his and Jeff's Gypsy...
No, that wasn't right. Sean wasn't his and Jeff's Gypsy, at least not yet. But soon he would be a fine addition to the Omega Pack, Matt could feel the munin calling to him telling him to protect what would be their's soon.
Jeff groaned knowing that this would end his and Matt's wrestling career, but Jeff could honestly say for a fact that he wouldn't regret seeing the ass hole die.
Just as Matt was about to get to the door Scott Levy stepped out of no where and lifted his hands.
"Restos com di animala." a strange field encircled Matt and Jeff jumped off as the field tried to grab him.
Jeff watched as Matt went to his knees and then collapsed, his eyes rolling back into his head. Turning Jeff stood ready to whack the magic user who had done this only to see Scott stagger. Jeff hurriedly helped Scott to sit down.
"Thanks, that really took it out of me... So you're a were." Scott said as Matt started coming around. Jeff went to him quickly and pulled him partially onto his lap.
"It's okay, Matty. You're fine now." Jeff said still not certain what Scott had done... Even though he knew they owed him for stopping Matt's blood rage.
"Come on. Let's get him back to your locker room and I'll tell you about my visitor." Scott said once he was on his feet and pulling Matt and Jeff up as well.
"I can carry him." Jeff growled at him as he swung Matt into his arms and they left quickly.
*******
Explanations were made and for a moment Scott got to set back and watch the pack as it circled their groggy Ulfric. To think, the oldest Hardy brat was the Ulfric of a werewolf pack... Even stranger, he and his brother, who also happened to be Lupa, were the only two born weres known to exist.
"Scott... Could you please help Sean?" Shannon asked as he moved from his Ulfric, who was insisting he was fine, to where Scott sat.
"I can try... But first little one, you must run to my locker room and get the large leather chest." Scott gave the small were a little push and the blond was off like a shot.
"Was I ever that young?" Scott asked himself before moving to look over Sean back.
"Nope. I doubt any of us were ever that young," Matt said as he, Jeff and Shane moved to the other side of Sean.
"I can bandage him up and give him some herb to help his pain, but that's it." Scott was still poking and evaluating Sean when Shannon came hurrying back in with his case.
"Here you go."
It seemed like forever as Scott patiently cleaned and bound Sean's back, but just as he was putting the last piece of bandage on Sean started stirring.
"It's okay, Gypsy. You're safe with us." Matt said softly.
Sean woke completely and looked into the concerned faces of five men sitting around him.
"What..." Sean started then left off when he felt the pain in his back and remembered what his lover had done to him.
"Sean, can you tell us what happened?" Jeff asked trying to remain soft and not startle the wounded man.
Sean ducked his head. "Paul and I had a fight..."
"You don't have to worry about that ever happening again. He can't touch you now, you're an honorary member of the Omega Pack. And when you mess with one member of a werewolf pack you mess with them all." Matt told him and Jeff gave him a soft smile and unthinkingly leaned into his brother, lover, and Ulfric.
"Pack? Werewolf... Shannon's claws..." Sean murmured as it all came together in his mind.
"That's right." Jeff said as he reached out and lifted Sean easily so that he was cuddled easily between where he sat on Matt's lap and Shannon curled up to Shane.
Sean looked at them and a single tear rolled down his cheek. "Is it true..." he started but then had to stop when another few tears ran down his face.
"Is what true?" Matt asked softly thinking he was going to have to reassure Sean he was truly safe from Paul.
"Is it true that a werewolf pack is like a family?" Sean asked after he had gotten his emotions under control.
Matt and Jeff smiled at one another and with his eyes Matt directed Shannon and Shane to move closer around their human pack-mate.
"We're closer." Shannon whispered into Sean's ear and with Shane, curled up around Sean until the human's tears had stopped.
"After I was fired from WCW, then the break up of DX, and the fall of the Kliq I thought I had no one left." Sean said softly as he soaked up the affection the two young wolves were showing him.
"You're one of us now." Shane murmured against Sean's shoulder where he had his head balanced as he looked to Matt and Jeff for approval.
"If you want you can a true part of us." Matt offered without thinking.
Sean looked up at them with large, wet brown eyes. "You mean a real werewolf?" The idea was so tempting that Sean met Matt's eyes with so much hope he sounded like the eager pup he would soon be.
"Yes. You would be pack. With myself as your Ulfric, your leader, and Jeff as my Lupa." Matt said the last and waited for Sean to ask what Lupa meant.
But Sean surprised them all by looking at the position the Hardys sat in and nodded. "That means you're lovers, right?"
After Jeff had gotten over his shock he laughed and leaned more into Matt. "It means so much more than that, Sean. We're mates... As our natural brothers and sisters mate for life so do us weres. Are you okay with that?"
Sean didn't take two second to think about it. "Love is love. Screw what form it comes in."
"A perfect answer, Gypsy. But there's more to this than just that..." Matt left off about to tell his and Jeff's most guarded secret. The one more likely to get them killed that being brother and lovers. "We're were not turned into werewolves... We were born this way. As far as we know we are the only two of our kind in existence."
Sean looked at them and smiled. "All that means to me is that my new family is more special than I had thought before."
Matt and Jeff only chuckled and noticed Scott gathering his things and preparing to leave.
"Wait."
"This a time for family. I will take my leave." Scott said as he tried to leave.
Jeff was on his feet in front of the door before the retreating magic user. "Go not, fair magi. You have a place in this family... Though your heart does not wish to be one of us, you long for family as does the young Gypsy. You are welcome in this one, not as a wolf but as their vargamor." Jeff's eyes were glazed and Scott looked at him leerily until he seen that none of the others were worried by this behavior.
Jeff shook his head and stumbled over to fall into Matt's lap who held him until he was more himself.
"The offer stands, Scott. Join us as our vargamor." Matt said looking at Scott, waiting and hoping.
"I am honored." Scott stuttered then bowed. "I will come to your lupanar on the day of the full moon. There I will take on this position. Thank you."
Matt and Jeff looked at one another and blushed. "Ummm our lupanar... We haven't got one. For so long it was just Matt and I it didn't seem necessary. But here in the last four months we've got Shanny and Shane and soon Sean will join us... I guess we need to establish one, huh?" Jeff said then chuckled.
"Yes, you do." Scott returned with a laugh.
"I guess it's official. We're really an official pack." Matt whispered into Jeff's ear.
Jeff turned and looked into Matt's eyes. "I think we need to have a celebration."
The heat in their Lupa's eyes made Shannon and Shane whimper and crowd closer to Sean, who didn't quite understand until he felt the younger wolves erections pressing in on both sides.
"Yes, a celebration." Matt murmured but before any of them could do anything a knock on the door broke them apart.
"Hardys, two minutes." a stage hand.
Matt and Jeff sighed and rose. "Shannon, Shane, tell Sean anything he wants to know. And Scott stick around and protect them. We'll get back as soon as we can. Then we'll make plans for our celebration and the lupanar we need to construct." Matt ordered and with Jeff by his side they walked out.
