title: Demon of Destiny 1/?
rating: NC-17
pairing: Randy Orton x Various, Candy in later chapters
summary: Randy's not quite human. There are a lot of about his past that he doesn't remember that he's about to get a crash course in.
warnings: AU, Sex, dark, blood, death
beta: none all mistakes are my own, so please forgive me.
disclaimer: I wish I owned them but I don't
note: This is really AU, and different. So I'm hoping you all like it.

There was a thick mist in the air the person in front of him was nothing more than a shadow. A shadow he should know but could picture the face, the eyes, everything he should recognize.

"The betrayal, the plot, it's all in motion, we can't win yet," spoke the shadow.

"Win what?" Randy moved and felt water splash around him. "Who are you?"

"One day the time will come," the figure held a glowing light in his hands. "We will be together again, and we win. But for now we must forget everything we've had, everything we know, the people we are and one day will be again. Forget all of this," the shadow threw the light in the air and it shattered into what seemed like a million pieces.

xxx

Randy sat up awakening from the dream. It was the same dream he had been having for the past twenty four years. The dream was always the same; he knew it was something in his past, something it seemed he wasn't allowed to remember.

"I didn't dream for one hundred centuries and now I dream that same damn dream every night," he mumbled quietly to himself so he didn't disturb the young man in the other hotel bed. Randy sat there unmoving in the bed the scent of the other beds occupant drifting to his nose. Randy never understood from the day he met Cody Rhodes why his smell was so familiar, so appealing to him, and why it always made him feel at peace.

"Yeah right," Cody laughed in his sleep, rolling over on to his side. Sheets moving off his back exposing the smooth tan skin. Randy longed to touch it; he had lusted for the boy and even had tried to act on it. However every time something stopped him from luring the boy into bed with him, it was like destiny held him back.

"I some air, or something," Randy said silently to no one as he slid out of bed. Dressing in jeans and a black t-shirt his long legs carried him not to the door but to the window. Opening the window he gazed down into the sea of cars that filled the hotel parking lot. Rolling his neck he stretched a finally time before jumping out the eighth story high window, diving head first towards the ground only to turn in mid air to land gracefully has a cat on the concrete. He looked around and smirking when he realized no one saw him, walking away though the empty parking lot.

Unknown to him however three people stood in the black night shadows did see him. These three people had been watched his every move, not only tonight, but for quite some time. For them seeing a man appearing to be thirty fall from a window to what should have been his death was nothing new.

"So is he one of them or one of us?" The biggest man in the back spoke.

"It's him, I know it's him," the slightly smaller man in the front grumbled.

"He's a demon, I'm positive of that, however it's not him," the woman of the trio spoke with high confidence making sure the men beside her believed her.

"How can you be so sure? We haven't seen him in centuries," the biggest man rumbled. "We really don't remember what he looks like."

"Do you think the Demon Lord of the North would do something has stupid like jumping out of a window when someone might see him?" she snapped.

"No matter if it is him or not. He is definitely a demon and he is getting to close for comfort," the other man finally spoke again before slapping the larger man in the chest. "Follow him, see if he acts out tonight. All I need to know is what color his eyes glow," the bigger man nodded and stalked off into the darkness.

"I'm going upstairs to watch over the reborn master," the woman walked away leaving the other man alone.

"I waited all these years for him to be reborn; I won't let you have him again. He's meant to be with me," he punched the wall of the hotel cracking the bricks.

xxx

Randy walked down the lonely barren streets; there was not a single soul around. He put a cigarette to his lips. "Lung cancer, pathetic humans," he took a long drag smiling that he was immune to such things. "Would be nice to find something that might actually hurt me," he stopped and eyed up a hooker by a lamp post.

"Hey fifty bucks for a good time?" the hooker walked over to him. Randy turned and led her into the dark alley way making it appear that he was accepting the offer.

"You really think I would fall for that?" opening his mouth revealing a set of gleaming fangs. "Cheap perfume does not cover up what your really are hunter."

"Well now that the formalities are out of the way," the woman pulled out a gun. "How about some lunar bullets?" Randy vanished in a blur. "Oh you're fast, but not I'll still get you. I wonder how much the Serene will pay for your head?" she shot a few times aimlessly into the dark alley. Randy sat up on a fire escape looking down at her laughing to himself before jumping from the escape he landed behind the woman.

"You know I've fought a lot better than you," he nailed her with a round house kick send her flying into a wall. "You can run. I won't follow you. You're not worth my time."

"Liar," she yelled and shot the gun at him. Randy easily dodged the bullet and grabbed her by the throat.

"I guess you'll never know," he snapped the hunter's neck letting her fall from his grasp. Randy drew his hand back his finger nails growing out to razor sharp pointed talons. He swung them slicing the woman's body over and over until there were nothing but little pieces that would never be identified. Randy slowly licked his claws clean not impressed by the flavor of this hunter's blood.

"It really is you, my sire!" Randy spun around looking at the person who snuck up behind him.

"I'm your what!?!" Randy stood stunned just staring.

xxx

The woman that had been spying on Randy earlier made her way to Randy and Cody's room. Carefully she picked the lock and entered coming to kneel at Cody's bed.

"Sorry little master, I don't think they believed me," she ruffled his dark hair. "I haven't found all of the pieces yet," she looked at a small purple gem stone in her hand. "Actually I've only found one and we are running out of time," she put the jewel away. "Like moths to a flame you two are drawn to each other again. You don't even remember him yet you still want to spend every moment you can with him. I wish both of you would remember everything," she moved to sit on Randy's bed. "Maybe you two will just come around on your own without the memory orb," she closed her eyes.

"Beth?" Cody yawned. "What are you doing here?"

"Your door was wide open, I thought something was wrong," she lied.

"Where's Randy?" he sat up in bed, looking around the hotel room.

"He was gone when I got here," Beth shrugged her shoulders. "You know how he is, probably wanted a piece of ass and forgot to shut the door on his way out."

"Yeah," Cody didn't sound too sure of what Beth had said. "You're probably right," Cody pulled the blankets up around himself.

"I know you need your rest, sorry about intruding," Beth got off the bed and headed towards the door.

"Thanks Beth," Cody rolled to face the door. "For always watching over me."

"Someone's got to keep you out of trouble," she winked. "Later."

"Bye," Cody heard the door shut and fell back to sleep. Beth stood in the hallway and let out a very audible sigh.

"I hope he didn't over hear any of that."

xxx

"You're my sire, you know you made me?"

"Whoa hold up," Randy held his hand up. "Evan what the fuck are you doing following me, and I've only sired one new demon since I came to on a beach about six thousand centuries ago," Randy explained.

"Yeah, I'm a lot older than that," Evan laughed. "You really don't remember me then?"

"No, I don't. Besides from work," Randy walked over to Evan. "Now get out of my way."

"Hey I finally found you and confirmed that you are well you, my sire," Evan trailed behind Randy. "Wait," Evan thought back to that fated night. "The last thing Athena said was without all the pieces you would remember being the lor…"

"What are you rambling about?" Randy growled getting a bit fed up with Evan following him.

"Here," Evan held out his wrist. "Taste me," Randy swatted the arm away.

"Not in public," Randy continued walking down the street.

"This from the guy not twenty minutes ago was licking blood from his fingers," Evan continued to follow.

"Shut up Puppy!" Randy stopped dead in his tracks. Why did saying that feel so natural to him, like he had done it a million times before. Did he know Evan from his past life, before the day he woken on that beach all alone. He thought about it, Evan would only be the second demon to come to him claiming he was sired by him. A sired demon was bound to its creator, its father; several rules applied to a sired demon. Randy realized he need to taste Evan know the truth. Maybe he should just asked Samantha, she seemed to know more about his past life than he knew himself, but he left his cell phone at the hotel.

"Why did you stop, wait puppy? You remember my nickname?" Evan looked up at him.

"I will taste you," Randy cupped Evan's chin studying the boy's face.

"I want you to believe me," Evan looked into the older man's smirking face. Randy was not about to take a risk, if Evan wasn't one of his offspring. He need to make sure Evan would be more vulnerable than him so if he didn't taste right he could quickly kill the boy for lying.

"Come with me, let us find somewhere private," Randy licked his lips. If he did taste right Randy was going to have a lot more fun than killing him. Randy grabbed Evan's arm and pulled him toward what looked to be a warehouse. "Prove to me you're a demon, open the door."

"Sure," Evan flexed and kicked the door in.

"Impressive. After you," Randy gestured for Evan to go in first.

"Ok here you go," Evan held out his wrist again.

"Just so you know, if you're not mine, I'm killing you. If you are mine, I'm fucking you," Randy brought wrist to his lips. "Feel lucky?"

"I should probably get undressed first," Evan smirked. "Because I need no luck."

"I wouldn't mind see you before I killed you," Randy opened his mouth running his tongue over his fangs. Evan pulled his hand back, so that he could remove his shirt.

"You won't kill me," Evan unfastened his pants. Randy could believe how sure the young man was, either he was stupid or really was telling the truth. Evan dropped his pants, remembering centuries ago, the last time he had coupled with his master; his tingled with anticipation and his cock stirred.

"You definitely look like something I would have sire," Randy groped himself through his pants. "I'll give you a fighting chance, let me see your true form," Randy sat on a wooden box and watched Evan. Black tribal lines covered his arms, legs, mid torso. His ears went pointed like an elf, his own fangs became very visible, fingers turned in to talons like Randy's had earlier and his eyes shone a glowing blue.

"Are you going to change too?" Evan questioned.

"If I decide to fuck you then yes," Randy go off the box and stood in front of Evan. Randy had to admit he wanted to give Evan a go before killing him if he was lying. Randy grabbed Evan's wrist and brought it to his lips, biting into it. Randy let the blood coat his tongue, savoring the rich taste of Evan's blood which was much sweeter than the hunter's. Randy's lapped at the blood on Evan's wrist before looking up at the boy his own eyes now glowing an ethereal blue white.

"So puppy, tell me why did I nickname you that," Randy kissed the wound he had made. "Is it because you whimper like one when I fucked you?"

"One of many reason," Evan pushed against Randy's body. "I pass your taste test?" Evan nuzzled Randy's shirt covered chest has the older man's hands ran down his back.

"Yes," Randy growled and his eyes light up again. "Tell me how many more have I sired?" Randy raked his claws up Evan's back scratching hard enough so they lightly bleed.

"Hundreds, maybe thousands," Evan moaned. "However the Serene are killing our clan," Evan felt Randy push him back.

"Clan, you make it out like I'm a leader or something, siring that many," Randy pulled his shirt off. Evan just frowned, Randy just didn't remember.

"Um, well you're an important member," Evan just could bring himself to tell Randy his is the Lord of the North.

"I see," Randy just couldn't bring himself to care that he was supposed to be an important member of whatever clan he and Evan belonged to. His mind just saw grey, it saw a dark fog anytime he thought about it. "So," Randy pulled his pants down kicking them aside. "You've been a good puppy right?" Randy slid his fingers down Evan's crack. "Nothing's been in what's mine?"

"Only time I've ever had something else in there was to please you," Evan groan has one of Randy's clawed fingers traced his entrance.

"You quite the slut little puppy," Randy felt like a piece of his memories were trying to come back to him every time he called Evan puppy. "And very obedient, I like that."

"So are you going to change, or are you fucking me in your semi human form?" Evan eyed up Randy's almost human form. The only part changed was his hands when only had sharp claws.

"I haven't had a good Demon fuck in a while. I hope you like rough," Randy's rolled his neck. His claws extended further has the tribal on his arms glowed. Much like Evan additional tribal appeared over his thighs, abs, chest. Randy's fangs extended down longer, his eyes looked more like a snake but still shone a brilliant bluish grey. Randy eyed up Evan deciding how he wanted to take the small man.

"Um, aren't you going to change further?" Evan bit his lips wonder why Randy only half changed.

"What are you talking about," Randy turned Evan around and bent him over the box he had been sitting on earlier. Evan mentally kicked himself, how much did Randy not know about himself. Surely in all the years since that night he would have discovered his true form again.

"Nothing, forget I said anything," Evan sighed. Randy entered the body hard; Evan grabbed the box his hands splintering the wood. Randy held him tightly sinking his sharp nailing to the soft skin of Evan's hips. "Can we switch around, or we'll be on the ground," box was starting to crack under the force of the trusts.

"Fine," Randy pulled out and spun the small man around lifting him with ease. Evan wrapped his legs tightly around Randy's waist as Randy put Evan's back against the wall. Evan placed his hands on Randy's shoulders and used the leverage to ride roughly not caring that the wall was aggravating the claw marks made earlier. Randy kept one hand on Evan's ass and used his other to tilt the younger's neck exposing it. "You taste so good," Randy ran is tongue over the pulsing vein and Evan's neck.

"It's because you taste yourself in me," Evan moan clawing at Randy's rock hard flesh but leaving no marking. Randy rocked into Evan has hard has he could, trying to get Evan to cry out loudly.

"Yes, I must taste more," Randy sunk his teeth into Evan's neck and drank. Evan yelled out not expecting it, but soon the initial shock and pain was over and Evan's eyes were glowing with lust. Evan moved his hand between their bodies and stroked himself bring himself closer. Feeling a warm sweat break out over his skin.

"So close," Evan panted and Randy removed his mouth from the bleeding neck. Randy lips, mouth and chin were covered in Evan's blood. Randy gripped the back of Evan's neck pulling him in for a kiss making him taste his own blood. That simple act made Evan cum over their stomachs, the streams running down over their taunt abdominal muscles.

"Mmm, oh puppy, that's it, squeeze me tight," Randy groan has Evan's body contracted around him. Randy lasted only a few more moments before he pulled out; laying Evan on the ground. Standing over the small demon Randy pumped himself hard and fast grunting has came soaking Evan's chest even more in the white streams. Randy saw the blood still pumping from Evan's neck, kneeling beside him he ran his fingers through the cum he had spilled. Randy rubbed it over the wound and it began to heal.

"Don't worry about my back, sire," Evan smiled has Randy fingers smear the liquid into his bloody wrist, the wound disappearing.

"Little puppy, are you going to follow me home," Randy kissed him.

"Of course, best for us to stick together in times like these," Evan sat up. Both men reverted back to their human forms. "And if you would let me, I'd like to help you get your memory back."

"Very well then," Randy redressed.

In the upper rafters the big man of the trio gazed down at the two demon scowling. "Blue white eyes, Phoenix lied. He's not going to be happy to know the North Lord is back out in the open."