Title: The Hunter's Dog

Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

Rating: NC-17/M

Warnings: Violence [Blood And Gore], Homosexual Relations, Sexual Relations, Language, Drug and Alcohol Abuse, Sadism, Torture

Words: 3,316

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the original character. All rights are reserved for the copyrighted owners.

Pairing: OMC/Derek Allison/Scott

A/N: You know what I've come to realize… You either love this story or you hate it. Haha. Your hate mail makes me strong! This is the part where I do the evil mastermind laugh. Sadly I shall just type it. Muhahahahahaha… Ha! Anyways, second to last chapter. I have decided to do an epilogue for the story. As always, love to everyone that has put this on their favorite list, reviewed, or alerted.

If Sadism and Torture creep you out then, yeah… Maybe don't read the final part of the chapter? It ain't pretty. It is recommended that if you aren't willing to 'freak' then you just imagine a happy ending.

On a lighter note there is a joke to the way things are put in italics during the final paragraphs [Aiden's Speech, Hint Hint] of this chapter. Cookie to anyone that gets the badly placed joke. Enjoy!

Aiden jerked awake, sunlight blinding him as he blinked against the painful light. The warm press of flesh at his side had him smiling as he felt the slow rise and fall of Derek's chest. Fingers smoothing over the soft heated flesh as he slowly flexed the battle calloused hand against the shuddering flesh. Eyes trailing up to meet Derek's, nibbling his lower lip as he finally whispered. "Morning…"

"Morning…" Derek smiled faintly before looking up at the ceiling as Aiden nuzzled his face against his chest. Fingers running through the smaller males' hair as he listened to the soft rise and fall of Aiden's chest. Looking at the other male for a moment he couldn't help himself. He chuckled softly as Aiden's hair fell across his face. "You're hair is so girly…"

"I've been meaning to cut it." A smile gracing his lips as Aiden sat up a bit, swinging his leg over Derek's hips as he straddled the other male. Pitch black hair falling down across his back and shoulders as he tilted his head down towards the other male. Honey colored eyes shining in the morning light as he raised his fingers, brushing them over the kiss marks that graced his chest. "Got some scissors?"

"Bathroom." Derek mumbled smoothing his hands over the soft flesh of Aiden's bare thighs. Frowning when Aiden suddenly removed himself, padding away with a naked sway of his hips. "You better be coming back."

"Just give me a minute…" Aiden called as he walked into the bathroom, picking up a pair of scissors from a slightly ajar drawer. Gripping his hair as he held it back in a make shift pony tail he cut away the long locks, frowning as his hair fell against his skin in a strange fashion. Looking around he found Derek's electric razor. "Does his own hair…"

Derek jerked back awake as Aiden touched his bare shoulder, bed dipping under the other males weight. Blinking a few times he reached up running his fingers through Aiden's now short hair. "You look manlier… I ever tell you that you look like a school girl with your hair long." Derek sat up as Aiden pulled on his pants not bothering with his boxers. Smiling as Aiden kissed him again. "Mmm… You taste like mint."

"Found your toothpaste… Also I managed to violate your tooth brush. How the hell do you still have running water and electricity?" Aiden pushed against Derek's shoulder, sprawling across the other male. Bare chest against bare chest, breath hitching as his eyes shimmered gold. Leaning down Aiden brushed his lips against Derek's every movement slow as he savored the moment. "Hmm?"

"Generator… It's in the basement. The bathroom is the other room that works. There's an extension cord running to the fridge to keep it cold, that's all. No water in the kitchen… Aiden… What are we going to do about Ryan? What are we going to do about you?" Derek ran his fingers through Aiden's newly cut hair, smiling at the soft prickling feeling against the palm of his hand. It almost made his hand feel as if it was numb in a good way.

"I'm going to take him… They'll try and keep him hidden from me at this point. Jung-Kim won't give himself up without a fight… He won't put his pack at risk… Derek… I need to know without a doubt that you will be there if I need it. That you will without a doubt protect Ryan… Because to be honest with you… I don't expect to live through this. Jung-Kim will kill me without a second of hesitation if it means protecting his own hide. He's a coward… And I just have to know…" Aiden's throat clenched as he fought back a sob, burying his face against Derek's chest. Why had he left Ryan alone so close to the full moon? It weighed heavy on his heart, knowing that this was all his fault. Clenching his jaw he felt his heart harden with resolve. "This is what I need you to do…"

"So the wounded dog returns to its Master… Where were you last night Aiden?" Jung-Kim was smoking as he leaned against his motorcycle outside of the Argent house. Tugging his new shades down as he looked at the Hunter with disgust. "They have under surveillance… They want to interrogate you. I'll give you ten minutes before I prove you're a werewolf."

"You said you'd help me Jung… This isn't helping." Aiden carded his fingers through his short hair feeling exposed to the world. His neck fully exposed now, the mark Niyol had left upon him bared to the eyes of all that would look on. Swallowing softly as Jung-Kim leaned forward. "I spent the night with my mate… If I have to die…"

"I'll be the one to kill you Aiden. Your life for the life of the child." Jung-Kim frowned as he fixed his sunglasses. "This could have been avoided if you'd kept your whelp silent. I'll make it quick."

"Aiden!" Allison bolted from the door way of the house wrapping her arms around her brother. Face buried against his neck as she trembled, whimpering about how everyone had been worried when they had realized he'd left. "You cut your hair… It looks…"

"Shut up." Aiden clenched his eyes shut as she started pulling back to look at him. Burying his face against her neck as he held her tight. He couldn't help it, a single tear welling up and dripping down his cheek as he held his twin tight. This would be the final time he'd ever see her… He knew this was the end and he'd returned against his better judgment. He'd returned for Ryan… To see Allison… To end all of this. "I love you Alli… I know I've never said it. Hell, you're the best sister anyone could ever ask for. I hate all of the stupid girly things you do… But I fuckin' love you."

Allison let her fingers rest on the nape of her twin's neck as she slowly blinked. The soft sound of Aiden sniffling had her lips parting to ask why he was talking so strangely. Swallowing softly as he pulled back wiping his eyes, sharing that broken smile she could remember from when they were still little. "Aide-"

"Aiden… Come inside. We need to discuss your punishment." Kate smiled that perky smile she so often had on her face before she did something absolutely sadistic. Eyes trailing to Aiden's throat as he swallowed hard, frowning as he gripped his sister one last time before starting towards the doorway of the house. Slowly stepping back to accommodate the teen she rested her eyes on Jung-Kim. "You coming in?"

"Have fun on your date Allison. Don't worry about anything… Aiden's fine. We're just talking to him about rehab again." Jung-Kim smiled at Allison, lies sweet as they flowed from his lips. Dropping his cigarette he squished the half smoked cancer stick out as he strode off towards Kate. A flirty smirk gracing his lips as he gave her a once over. "Too bad I'm married… You'd look good in leather."

"No one said I'd tell." Kate purred as he shoulder brushed against Jung's. The pair striding after Aiden silently as he walked towards the living room. Ryan was seated on the couch playing with a pair of black handcuffs. The small child gnawing at the metal, giving a loud sob of pain as the metal gave an electrical pulse. Kate just raised a brow as the child went back to gnawing at the metal a few moments later. "I think its brain is fried."

"Do you ever stop being a bitch…" Aiden asked quietly as he gently took the electrical handcuffs away from his son. Picking the child up as he smoothed the child's hair. His heart ached from beating so hard, it wasn't that it was beating fast. "Let me put him to bed for a nap… Then we can sit down and talk."

"You have three minutes…" Arms crossed over her chest as she stood watching Aiden shift nervously. Eyes falling to the back of his neck, a firm frown finding its way across her lips. Looking at Jung-Kim as the teen quickly strode from the room she kept her lips in a firm line. "You saw the bite as well."

"Most heal… I noticed one on his shoulder as well. I've never seen bites that didn't heal." Jung-Kim frowned as there was a crash upstairs. Ryan was screaming at the top of his lungs as the pair ran towards the stairs.

Aiden looked towards the door he'd shoved his bed up against. Kissing Ryan's forehead he closed his eyes for a moment. "Shh. We're going to play a game. It's Hide and Seek. I'm going to let you hide with Derek. I'll come get you soon."

The small child whimpered as the door was rattled as Kate and Jung-Kim pounded against it. There was the soft sound of feet running around in the hall as they tried to get the door open. Nodding at his father as his lower lip trembled Ryan gripped his father. "'Kay…"

"Good boy." Aiden swung his bedroom window open, barely catching a glimpse of Derek as he threw Ryan from the second story. Looking down at his mate he stood in silence as his bedroom door was wrenched open. Slowly turning as Derek sprinted away with the small boy over his shoulder. Aiden's eyes flashing gold as he bared hungry fangs at his aunt just in time to catch the receiving end of her electric baton.

Aiden's vision blurred as he opened his eyes. The air was damp and rotten smelling. Fighting the urge to gag he tried to get his bearings. The cold cement under his body didn't belong to his house, the heavy walls had no basement window. The frigid air had him shivering as he tugged down trying to rest his arms. Screaming out as an electrical pulse ran through his body, teeth clenched tight. Aiden groaned out softly as a door was opened. Kate and his Father stood at the top of the stairs for a moment before walking down into what Aiden guessed to be a basement. Jung-Kim had said something about a compound…

"Where did you put the kid…" Kate snarled as she got to the foot of the stairs, electrical baton clutched in her hand. Each sure step bringing her and the electric weapon closer. Aiden cried out in pain as the weapon was shoved under his heart. The offending organ shuddering as it threatened to stop. Not even close to pleased with her result Kate shoved the weapon against his throat shocking him again.

"Kate… He's still your nephew." Chris Argent could only stand in a semblance of silence as he watched his sister viciously attacking the now convulsing teen. Eyes falling onto his son for a moment all Mr. Argent could do was look away from the teen's pitiful form.

"… Doesn't hurt… Just a fuckin' tingle. You're pathetic you rank bitch. I can smell your rotting flesh no matter what kind of perfume you put on." Aiden snarled in a dazed slur. Golden eyes coming up to rest on his Aunt as he fought back tears of pain. It hurt… It hurt bad, but he wasn't going to allow her any more satisfaction. The soft scent of Jung-Kim wafted down into the rank basement as the older male slid a magazine into his hand gun. Head drooping forward for a split second Aiden groaned. "Jung… Man… We're family. Wh-"

"Because I don't associate with animals. How long have you been turned… And if you lie…" Jung-Kim aimed his gun at the ground, muscles tensing as the weapon cracked loudly. He could see the fear written across Aiden's face as the weapon jerked in his hand. The Korean werewolf sauntered down the stairs into the basement as he watched the smaller male with interest. "Answer or else you're going to find out just how much damage your special bullets can do."

"Since I was twelve…" Aiden finally bit out. Turning his eyes towards his father only to clench them shut as Kate jammed her electric weapon below his heart again. For at least three seconds his heart faltered trying to regain it's rhythm until he was shocked again by the impatient woman. "Niyol… Niyol bit me. But I asked… I asked Niyol to bite me. I… I still haven't forgiven you… You killed Niyol. I was the one that killed Mr. Park."

"… Mr. Park was torn apart. Aiden… There's no way that you could have done that." Chris spoke up with disbelief written on his face. He was torn between wanting to kill the werewolf… And broken over the reality that the monster was in fact his son.

"I ate him… I ripped him apart and ate him. And you know what… I fucking liked it. I've killed three people since I've been turned. And it gets better each and every time." Aiden gave a broken laugh as he tugged at his restraints. Body convulsing at the high voltage shock, fangs bared as his eyes shifted between honey and gold. "I fuckin' loved killing him. I loved the way he begged. He asked God to save him…"

Chris clenched is jaw as he looked at his sister, shaking his head. He couldn't listen to this anymore. Putting a hand on her shoulder he gave her a look of pleading. "… Make it quick. Get your proof and make it quick."

Jung-Kim fought the urge to smile. It was the pure violence in Aiden that he loved. He'd seen the teen spar with werewolves twice his strength. He never gave in, he fought until he couldn't breathe… Until he couldn't move. Putting the gun against Aiden's right wrist he pulled the trigger, blood and bone fragments splattering the cement wall behind the teen. The heavy slam of the door after Chris had Jung-Kim watching Aiden. "I want his head… He killed one of my men."

"Have at it…" Kate pulled up a chair as Jung-Kim put his hand gun against Aiden's other wrist, biting her lower lip in interest as the other Hunter repeated his treatment. Black slowly spread down through Aiden's veins as the bullets infected him. "You would have made such a wonderful Hunter Aiden…"

"It's not common for werewolves to eat humans anymore…" Jung-Kim set his gun on the ground just out of the reach of any of the limbs Aiden had sprawled over. A cocky saunter in his movements as he wandered over to his work bench, smiling at the tools laid out for him. Picking up a scalpel and what could only be described as a chain hooked to a needle. The thin chain was often threaded through the skin before being ripped out leaving an intricate design. Looking over his shoulder at Aiden he smiled. "I think you'd look lovely with the mark of the beast on your hand."

Aiden fought not to scream out as the thin needle and fine chain were threaded through his right palm. Ducking his head down he stared at the floor, steadying his breathing. He was supposed to trust Jung-Kim. They were family, practically brothers. He had to trust him… Clenching his eyes shut as Jung-Kim slowly pulled on the thin chain. A scream eventually ripping from him against his will as blood splattered down his arm when the chains were ripped leaving the inside of his hand exposed. "… Niyol… His pack practiced it… And I loved it. It makes you powerful."

"Hmm… You eat the heart of your enemies. I thought that was something the Aztec's did… Sorry if I'm rusty on my history." Crouching down with a hand on the smaller males shoulder the Korean straddled the teen's legs. Jung-Kim twirled the scalpel between his fingers as he watched blood trickle down Aiden's slowly healing arm. Pressing the blade against the other males chest he offered a smile. The scent of blood and fear rolling off of the smaller male had his mouth watering as he leaned in licking Aiden's cheek. "Fear looks good on you."

Aiden bared fangs jerking his body forward to bite Jung-Kim. He was taking this fake torture too far. Hissing as his ribs were suddenly bared to the air as Jung-Kim slashed across his shirtless chest. Head thrown back in a howl as fingers were dug deep into the wound. The heavy weight of Jung on his legs had him fighting back tears. Snarling as he jerked forward to attack the other male he found the other wolf just out of reach every time. Hissing in pain as the scalpel was brought across his face. Blood pouring down his neck from the three inch wound across the left side of his jaw. His throat wasn't working anymore, the pain had hijacked his brain as he suddenly convulsed. The slow realization his body was going into shock had set in as his body started trying to shut itself down. Jung-Kim had broke their plan, the world was starting to go black as it hit home.

"He looks like he's going to keel over any second." Kate watched Jung-Kim with interest. Noting that the teen's wrists were for the most part healed, each and every wound inflicted was slowly healing. Slower than wounds usually did on werewolves. "What are you using?"

"Belladonna…" Was all Jung-Kim said as he stood to his feet. Bending to pick up his gun he cocked it aiming it at Aiden's heart. Looking at Kate for a moment he pulled the trigger. His eyes never leaving hers as Aiden's heart stuttered and began to slow. This was the end game…