To the Guest reader who keeps requesting more PunkLee, please be patient. More of them will be coming up later in the story. There will be a snippet of them in chapter 15 and then more of them in subsequent chapters.

Also, as a sidenote, there is a mistake in the first chapter. Jake (originally an OC but I changed my mind) is supposed to be Zack, as in Zack Ryder. I changed it recently so if you want to go back to Chapter 1 and catch up on who the hell I'm talking about feel free to do that lol. So here is more prominent bad guy Dolph Ziggler! I hope you love him as much as I do!

Dolph

"Shouldn't she have contacted us by now," Curtis shouts as he bangs his fist on the table, while simultaneously spilling the contents of the cup on it. He's never been a patient man. "It's been more than three weeks since we last heard from her!"

"Seriously, bro. You need to chill. She said that she would contact us when we needed us," Zack tries to calm down Curtis.

"What is it with you and that stupid surfer talk? You were a solider in the Roman Army!" Curtis never did like Zack, but what should have I expected when I made both a Roman and a Macedonian into my broods.

"You gotta change with the times, bro!" You would think that after spending almost two centuries with one another that these two would be able to put aside their differences.

"Or you can actually act your age, Zack!"

"I prefer Ryder, Axel. I've been telling you that for the past four decades!"

"I'm so fucking sick of you!" Curtis gets in Zack's face, threateningly. Zack gets up from his seat in a hurry, getting ready to defend himself.

"You gonna do something about it then, bro?!" They're about to come to blows when I've decided that I've had enough of their bickering.

"Both of you stop," I command. In an instant the both of them freeze in their stances. "Sit your asses back down." The two of them exchange a final warning glare before pulling up their chairs and sitting back down. "This is no way for my brood to be behaving. She should be contacting us soon, so don't give her a reason to break our deal."

"Why did you make a deal with the Queen of Sirens, anyway, Creator," Curtis asks me. I wondered when the two of them would ask me that question. We've been allies with the Siren Queen for about a year now, but I never shared the details of our deal with my brood. I suppose now is as good a time as any for them to know what we are gaining from working with Queen Natalya.

"Freedom, Curtis," I answer as I walk over to the window and look up at the night sky. "The werewolves have done much over the course of history to limit our freedom. Without them, we have free reign. No more hiding. No more limits and boundaries. Just unbridled freedom."

"Does the Assembly know about this, Creator," Zack inquires. The Assembly. I have the utmost contempt for those cowards.

"Fuck the Assembly," I reply calmly as I turn back to my brood. "The Assembly would rather stay in the shadows than actually stand up for vampire kind. Those assholes just want us to fit into humankind. We're not human, and we shouldn't have to hide it. That damn agreement that they came to with the Lyncanthropic Council, was the final nail in the coffin for us: conform or wolves have the right to kill us."

"Even without the wolves around, what makes you so sure that the Assembly will revoke their stance," Curtis inquires. I can only smile at his idiocy. He truly doesn't get it.

"They won't, but I'll force their hand. The Assembly won't be able to stand in opposition to me with an army of sirens and Assembly-dissenters at my side." The look on my broods' faces changes with understanding. They know very well that there exists vampires just like us. Those who oppose the Assembly and what they stand for.

"This world," Zack thinks aloud, allowing us a glimpse into his mind. "It'll be ours. No more hiding. No more Assembly to tell us what to do. No more wolves to kill us, and more importantly, no barriers between us and the humans."

"What about the witches?" Curtis has a point. Witches would not take kindly to the humans being at our mercy. Good thing I already thought of that.

"Don't you worry about the witches. I've got a plan to handle them."

"You've got everything all planned out don't you, Creator?"

"I do Curtis, but the key to everything going to plan is the Queen of Sirens. If we do anything to piss her off, then there is no freedom for us. So when she does contact us," I slow down the pace of my words as I ominously walk toward them, "behave. Your. Selves."

"Yes, Creator," Curtis and Zack answer simultaneously. Good that means that they are on the same page, rare as that is.

The next moment I hear a soft chime. It almost sounds like a bell. Another soft chime rings throughout our hideout followed by three more chimes. I look down at the spill on the table. The puddle of water that Curtis had created is rippling and moving without assistance from any of us. The puddle begins to shine brightly and a blinding flash expands throughout the room. I cover my eyes to protect them from being by the bright light.

"So this is where you hide out, Mr. Ziggler," I hear a soft but raspy voice ask, as the light slowly fades.

"Indeed," I reply, "You certainly know how to make an entrance, Queen Natalya." She looks around the room before her gaze falls on me.

"I would have expected a vampire from the Neo-Persian Empire to have lived in a more extravagant location."

"When you live in hiding you can't exactly afford to live extravagantly." She raises an eyebrow at me, as if in contemplation.

"No, I suppose not." She turns her gaze to my brood and the two of them freeze as soon as they make eye contact with Natalya. "Good afternoon, gentlemen."

"Good afternoon, Queen Natalya," they both reply. What is it about Natalya that she is able to make my brood so… obedient?

"I assume you need us, Queen Natalya," I grab her attention to distract her from my brood. From the looks on their faces when she turns to me, I can tell that both Zack and Curtis are extremely grateful to me. "Otherwise you would have not contacted us," I finish speaking.

"Yes, but first I'd like to thank you for keeping your end of our agreement when you ran across Kaitlyn a couple of weeks ago."

"Yes, I make it a point to uphold my promises," I answer her. "Of course, Zack did suffer some extensive injuries after tangling with the hybrid."

"Is that so? Well then why don't you go over to wolves' Den tonight and cause some havoc?"

"Just cause havoc," I ask her. This plan seems too whimsical. There must be another reason for her wanting us to go to the Den.

"No, I need you to kill the child that is there."

"A child?" Is she honestly threatened by a child? "Certainly a child poses no threat to our plans."

"She poses more of a threat than you believe. I had one encounter with the child and she managed to blast off my hand." She lifts up her hand that is bandaged. I did wonder happened. "But worse, I recently had a vision of the child in the not too distant future. She will throw a wrench in our plans if we don't take care of her now."

"I see, then we'll handle it. How are we to get in the house?" Natalya gives me a smirk and approaches me with three necklaces.

"These necklaces are charmed with siren magic that will allow you to enter any house without being invited in."

"These will certainly come in handy. We'll report to you tonight when it's done."

"Be sure not to get yourselves killed," she warns us. "Also, you can dispose of anyone who is in the Den in addition to the child, but be sure not to kill Kaitlyn. It is not yet the time to kill her.

"You needn't worry. We've dealt with these wolves before, Queen Natalya."

"I look forward to your report then."

"The pleasure is all ours." With that Natalya dissipates into water, and it splashes back onto the table.

"So then we're off to the wolves' Den," Curtis asks enthusiastically.

"Don't be so excited, bro. That hybrid was no joke! My leg took longer than usual to heal after she bit the shit out it, and what about that kid? If that kid was able to do that to Natalya, the Queen of Sirens, what else is the brat capable of?!" As much as I hate to admit it, Zack has a point.

"You're right, Zack." I pause for a minute to think. We need a plan if we are going to attack the Den and succeed. "I'll go with the two of you. It's better to be safe than sorry."

Kaitlyn

Punk decided to put me on guard duty at the Den tonight… by myself. What hell was he thinking?! Granted, over the last two weeks, Dean has done a great job training me, and I do feel really confident in my abilities as a wolf. Still, it's a little nerve wrecking to be responsible for the safety of A.J. Jojo isn't at the Den tonight because Punk thought it might help to unlock Jojo's sorcery if she were to visit Raquel. So Sasha took Jojo to visit Raquel for the night, and Sasha will stay there so that she can bring Jojo back in the morning.

It's kind of a relief that I don't have to be responsible for both A.J.'s and Jojo's safety, but still this is really making me anxious. I've never been in charge of someone else before. I had a long conversation about it with Dean during our combat training session this afternoon. He seemed to think it was a good idea.

"You're worrying about nothing, Katie," He told me as I was recovering from our last fight sequence.

"Says the one who's been protecting people since forever."

"Listen, I get it. It's a lot of pressure to be responsible for someone else's safety, but you're ready for this."

"What if something happens, Dean? What if I can't protect her?" Dean shook his head and walked up to me. He cupped my left cheek and lifted my head forcing me to look at him.

"Are you saying that a siren- wolf hybrid doesn't have enough strength to protect the people she cares about?" I couldn't help but smile at him.

"You make it seem like my insecurities are unfounded."

"They are. Kaitlyn, you've been strong since I met you. You remember the night of the last full moon when you attacked three vampires?"

"I didn't last long in that fight."

"The fact that you lasted at all speaks volumes of your strength, and since then you've only gotten stronger. Trust me. I've seen your progress." A giggle slipped out of me and I slapped his chest playfully.

"Maybe I'd be stronger, if you'd stop distracting me during our training sessions?"

"I didn't hear you complaining when I distracted you." He wrapped his arms around my waist quickly, effectively trapping me close to him. "In fact, I seem to recall you moaning my name and begging for more." My hands went to his chest and I buried my face between my hands to hide my blush and stupid smile. "You'll be great. Besides, hardly anything happens at the Den. It'll probably be a boring night." I looked up at him with a smile and nodded. "So no more worrying?" I shook my head no. "Good." He placed a quick kiss on my forehead, right cheek and lips before letting me out of his grip and putting some space between us. "Now let's finish up this training session."

With Dean's encouragement, I feel a little more confident about my shift tonight, but still I feel nervous. I can't shake this bad feeling that I have.

"Hey, Katie!" I hear A.J.'s voice coming from the stairs. I turn my attention to her as she sits down next to me on the couch.

"You finally finished your shower," I ask her jokingly.

"Hey, I like being clean!"

"But you have no problem fucking Punk every night," I tease her. She laughs and a light blush spreads across her face. "So you and Punk seemed to have figured things out." She sighs audibly. "Is that a no?"

"I have no idea. I mean we've been sleeping together, but we aren't really anything you know?"

"It just seems so complicated between the two of you."

"It is! Unlike you and Dean." I smile at the thought. Dean has been nothing but great since the fight with Sheamus. He even told me that he talked to Sheamus, after I… convinced him to do so. He told me that Sheamus was being, his words, a dick, but that he would keep trying.

"Yeah, Dean and I have been pretty good. He asked me to be his girlfriend, officially last week."

"Oh my Gosh, really?! Why am I finding out about this now?!"

"You'd be surprised at the things you miss when you spend every minute of every day having sex."

"Oh please! Like you and Dean don't have sex." I avert my eyes and look away from her. I can feel a blush spreading across my face. "You mean to tell me you two haven't had sex yet?!"

"We've done other things," I defend myself.

"Hey, I'm not judging you, but what's the hold up?" That's a great question. I don't really have an answer for it, other than that the timing doesn't seem right. I mean Dean and I really care for one another, and although we've had plenty of opportunities to be intimate, there always seemed to be something… missing. Obviously during our training sessions, location is missing and when we come back from guard duty energy is missing. I'm sure the perfect opportunity will present itself eventually, but even if it doesn't I'm happy with our relationship the way it is.

While I'm thinking about how to answer A.J., I smell something… off. I stand up and follow the scent to the window. It's definitely coming from outside. "Katie what's the matter?"

"I smell death."

"Someone died?!"

"It's strange. It's definitely death, but it's moving, and it's moving quickly."

"What is it?"

"A.J., go upstairs and lock yourself in Punk's room."

"Why? What's going on?"

"Just go!" A.J. finally stops asking questions and runs upstairs. I wait for a moment and hear to hear a door to lock, but I never hear it as three men burst into the living room through the window and tackle me to the ground.

"Well, if it isn't the wolf who attacked us about three weeks ago," one man, with brown hair and a full beard, on top of me says. He holds my hands above my head and sits himself on my stomach, pinning me down so that I can't move.

"Yeah, she did a number on me, but this time those other three wolves aren't here to help you now are they," a second man brown hair and five o'clock shadow adds.

"Should I know you three," I yell at them. The guy with brown hair laughs hysterically while the five o'clock shadow guy feigns being hurt.

"Aww you don't remember us," the five o'clock shadow guy asks me. "I'm hurt."

"Well let's not waste time, Zack," the third man with bleached blonde hair tells guy with five o'clock shadow. "You sure you can handle this, Curtis?"

"She's a pup, Dolph. I've got her."

"Zack, find the child. I'll look for anyone else in this godforsaken house." Dolph and Zack then run upstairs faster than my eyes can keep up with them. Oh no! Jojo may not be here but A.J. is! I need to get to her before these guys do! I struggle harder to get out of Curtis's grasp, but he's really strong and I can't get my hands free. I take a deep breath and think of another way to escape Curtis. I wrap my legs around him from behind and squeeze tightly, forcing him to let go of my hands as I bring his shoulders to the floor. I unhook my legs quickly and get to my feet, but Curtis gets up just as quickly. He lunges at me and I sidestep him, making him run into the couch and fall to the floor momentarily. I can't waste this opportunity. I transform quickly and lunge at him, pinning him beneath me. He punches me in the jaw, and I recoil from the contact. He kicks my ribs with so much force that I crash into the fireplace. He goes to kick me again, but I anticipate his action, catching his leg in my mouth and sinking my canines into the calf. He screams in agony, and I toss him against the wall. I lunge at him again, but he punches me in my nose. The pain forces me to close my eyes for a minute and I feel Curtis jump on my back. He wraps his arms around my ribcage and squeezes tightly. I howl in agony. If I don't get him off of me he'll break my bones. I stand on my hind legs and fall back to the ground, crushing him beneath me. His screams pierce my ear drums, but I don't have time to worry about him. I have to get to A.J.!

I run up the stairs, still in my wolf form, and sniff out Zack and Dolph. Zack's scent isn't on the second floor anymore, which means I don't have to worry about him catching A.J. I move on and immediately pick up Dolph's scent, which is coming from Punk's room. The door to Punk's room has been knocked off the hinges and I know that A.J. is in some serious trouble. I burst into the room and find A.J. sitting on the floor in the corner of the room. She is holding onto her neck and blood is coming out of it. Dolph, who is standing above A.J., looks back at me. His fangs are out and his mouth and jaw are covered in blood. I'll kill him! I lunge at him, but he sidesteps me and I end up running into the dresser in the room, breaking it on impact. Dolph gets out of the way and runs out of the room. I get up quickly and follow him, although I am still feeling sore from the impact with the dresser.

"Zack," I hear Dolph yell out, "did you find the child?!"

"The kid's not here, Creator! I looked everywhere!"

I hear Dolph let out a frustrated grunt before replying. "Grab Curtis off the floor and abort mission immediately!"

I don't bother taking the stairs and jump down to the living room floor. As I land, I notice that Curtis's, Zack's and Dolph's scents lead right back out the window. They left so quickly?! I sniff around the first floor to make sure, but as I continue my search their scent becomes more and more faint. They definitely left. I transform back to my human form and run upstairs to check on A.J. She's in the same position that she was before with her eyes widened in shock. I go into Punk's bathroom and get a towel. I return to A.J. and replace her hand with the towel.

"A.J. come on, get up. I need to get you downstairs. The first aid kit is there. I can patch you up on the couch." She doesn't respond to me. Instead, her whole body begins to shake violently. "A.J., relax please. You're going to be alright. It doesn't look like he drew a lot of blood, so if we-"

"He didn't draw blood," A.J. interrupts me, still in a daze.

"What are you talking about? He bit you!"

"He let me go as soon as he sunk his teeth into me."

"Even better! Come on, let's get you patched up."

"No, Kaitlyn, you don't understand," she tells me while shaking her head.

"What don't I understand?"

"H-he stopped because-because there was something wrong with my blood." She tearing up and beginning to heave. She's on the brink of a nervous breakdown.

"Okay, okay, calm down. Breathe, A.J.," she listens to me and takes deep breaths. "Did he tell you what was wrong with your blood?"

"He, he, he," she can't help herself. The tears fall freely from her eyes and she sobs loudly.

"A.J., tell me what he said."

"He said I'm pregnant!" Oh Shit! "What am I going to do?! I can't be pregnant!"

"Okay, let's just calm down an-and think." So many thoughts are running through my head and I can't even think straight. "Ugh, A.J. how did this happen?! Haven't you been using protection?"

"Does protection work on wolves?!"

"A condom works just fine!"

"He never wore one!"

"Oh my God! What were you thinking?!"

"I don't know!" She sobs hysterically, making her neck bleed even more.

"Okay, okay, okay! A.J. breathe! Let's get you patched up. You don't need to lose any more blood than you already have." A.J. continues to cry, but calms down and lets me lead her to the living room.

I sit her on the couch and look for the first aid kit. I find it in one of the cabinets in the kitchen, why the hell is it there? I get back to A.J. and sit down next to her. I have her take the towel off her wound to get a good look at it. It doesn't look too bad: two small holes on her neck, but it doesn't look like he bit deep enough to puncture a major artery. I disinfect the wounds before covering it with a large medical bandage. When the wound is taken care of A.J. starts speaking again.

"What am I going to do? Punk and I aren't even together. How are we going to have a child?"

"I hate to say this, A.J., but you've got bigger problems than that if you're really pregnant." She looks back at me, at first in confusion, but then her eyes widen in terror as realization dawns on her.

"I-I'm gonna die," A.J. barely squeaks out through labored breaths.

"Okay, first off, we don't know if you're really pregnant. How do we know that Dolph-vampire-guy was telling the truth?"

"I guess you have a point, but what if he wasn't lying?"

"Then let's do this, before you make any decisions, let's go into town tomorrow and get a pregnancy test. Once we find out for sure if you're pregnant or not, we'll move on from there." A.J. sighs and nods her head, clearly approving with my plan.

"Don't tell anyone, okay? Especially not Punk. I don't want him knowing that I may be pregnant."

"My lips are sealed." I understand that A.J. wouldn't want Punk to worry about this, especially if it turns out to be nothing. Still, if it does turn out to be something, I hope that she does tell Punk. She'd be carrying a human-wolf hybrid, and she won't be around for long enough to be real parent to the child.

Natalya

"I am not happy with this news, Mr. Ziggler." The vampires contacted me after attacking the wolf pack's den. I expected them to come to me with the good news of the child dying at their hands, but that was not the case at all because the child wasn't even at the wolves' Den.

"The child wasn't there Queen Natalya, what more could we do," Ziggler defends his brood and himself.

"Did you manage to kill anyone else in the Den, at least?"

"The only other being that was at the Den was a small human woman, but I did not kill her." Okay. Now I'm mad. I want to scream at him, but I manage to maintain my composure. I didn't become the Queen of Sirens by losing my temper.

"And why not?"

"I want to turn her." Turn her? As in turn her into a vampire, one of his broods?

"Why?"

"Consider it and extra payment for our alliance. I wish to expand my brood anyway, so why not turn the human who will be friendless after her precious wolf friends die?" I ponder his proposal for a minute. I suppose it doesn't really matter if he decides to make the human his brood. It wouldn't be of any consequence to me.

"Fine, but now that you've failed to dispose of the child, I suspect that the wolves will tighten security to protect her."

"Should we wait to kill her then," Dolph inquires. It is times like this that I wish that I could control when I see visions and control what I see.

"I will be sure to contact you with further instructions. Also hold off on turning the human, until further notice." With that I end contact with the vampires.

Dolph

I make sure that my brood and I are safe in our hideout with no water around before I allow my broods to speak about the events of this past night.

"Why didn't you tell Queen Natalya that the human is with child." Zack inquires as he puts Curtis on the couch.

"She doesn't need to know that the human is pregnant."

"That damn hybrid pup fucked me up," Curtis struggles to speak as he holds on to this mid section. "I think my ribs are broken."

"Zack, get some food for Curtis," I order as I walk over to the window and look up at the moon.

"You want me to go hunting by myself?!"

"Don't hunt, if you're so scared for getting caught," I tell him calmly. "Spellbind a human and bring the human here. Do it quickly because I need all of us at one hundred percent if we are going to carry out my new plan."

"Yes, Creator." Also instantly, Zack exits our hideout at high speed, leaving me alone with Curtis.

"Do you really want to turn the pregnant human, Creator," Curtis asks me. "What good could come from it?"

"A powerful new hybrid that is sure to make me the top of the food chain."

"But if Natalya is trying to eradicate all wolves won't that include an unborn hybrid."

"You remember that I have a plan to handle the witches don't you?"

"Yeah," he answers me hesitantly.

"That's the answer to this problem as well."