Jekyll and Hyde

A/N: So far you guys seem to like it which makes me happy. You'll be seeing more of Amalthea's dark side start coming out in this chapter as things with her brother start to go form bad to worse. Also…fair warning…There will be some rather…graphicly violent sex in this chapter so if you don't like it please skip it…I will warn you before it comes and when it's gone…just in case.

Chapter 3

The pay-per-view came all too soon in Amalthea's opinion. Phil and Paul had decided that if it looked like the Rock was going to win the Shield would cut the lights, go to the ring and beat him up, then retreat so no one would know it was them. Amalthea thought it was a stupid plan and it wasn't going to fool anyone but Phil wouldn't listen. He was trusting Paul Heyman completely and ignoring her warnings. They went out to the ring as usual, all three of them, though Amalthea's smile towards her brother was still a bit strained despite his apology to her. As the match wore on she could see that Phil was fighting a losing battle, and sure enough the lights cut out for a bit and when they came back on the Rock was laid out in the ring and Phil covered him for the win. Then everything went to hell in a hand basket as Vince came out onto the stage.

"I warned you Punk. I warned you what would happen if the Shield interfered in this match."

"They weren't here. No one saw them out here."

"No one saw them…true…but we're not as stupid as you seem to think we are Punk. We know it was them and now you're going to face the consequences of your actions."

"Hold up Vince. I am not letting my match end like that. I want to restart the match and beat him for that belt…and then beat him WITH that belt."

Vicne called for the match to restart and Amalthea watched Phil get his ass handed to him by the Rock and this time there was no Shield to save him. The Rock pinned him and won the belt before doing exactly what he'd said he would and started hitting him with the belt. Amalthea had enough when he knocked Phil unconscious and slid into the ring with a steel chair in her hands, swinging at the Rock over and over until he stopped trying to get up. It wasn't until a pair of strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her back that she stopped screaming and hitting the fallen man. Dean turned her around to face him as Roman took the chair from her, and all three men felt their hearts constrict at the look on her face. Dean just pulled her into his chest and held her, glaring at Vince for allowing things to get as far as they did and daring the man to try and take action against her.

"Easy there Ambrose. I'm not going to hurt her. In fact, I'm actually quite impressed by her right now."

Eventually they all cleared out of the ring, with Roman and Seth helping Phil get backstage, Dean carrying Amalthea in his arms, and Paul trailing behind them looking nervous. AJ met them at the curtain, concern written all over her face as she saw her fiancé and best friend.

"She snapped again…oh she's gonna have one hell of a headache later. You boys take her with you and make sure she takes two of the headache pills in her bag and drinks plenty of water ok?"

"Does she get headaches often when she snaps like that?"

"Yeah…It's…I don't what she or Phil have told you guys…"

"We know she has another side like I do…I know how to help her AJ."

"Oh thank god…take care of her please? He's going to be one moody little jackass tonight so keep her away form him so he can't hurt her again."

"Oh believe me…I'll take good care of my little pet."

April opened her mouth to ask him why his voice got deeper but she caught Seth's warning look and let it go, realizing this must be his other side. The next few days were chaotic and Amalthea felt like she was losing her big brother as he became more distant and more hostile. She spent most of her time with the Shield in whatever room they had for the shows, and stayed in their hotel suite as well. It was a while later and Heyman was having to face down Vince in the ring as Vince threatened to fire him because he had evidence that he had hired the Shield for Punk. Phil was ringside with Heyman, supporting the man he called his friend, but he refused to let Amalthea join them and she felt hurt when he still blamed her for him losing the title. She stayed in the skybox with the men most of the roster feared as Heyman begged Vince to let him keep his job. Just as Vince was about to say those famous words a familiar theme hit and Amalthea's eyes went wide in shock.

"Oh god no…Phil's gonna be off the fucking walls after this shit…"

AJ had joined them in the skybox before this segment started and she turned to Amalthea with a grim look on her face.

"Stay with the Shield…do NOT come near Phil tonight…you know what kind of mood this will put him in. I can handle his temper better so just stay safe ok sweetie?"

Amalthea just nodded, still in too much shock to respond as Dean watched her warily. She looked like she was ready to bolt and he wasn't sure why, a quick look shared with his brothers told him they were just as confused as he was. The door to the skybox flew open and Phil came storming in, April right on his heels.

"No April…I need to make sure she's ok! Thea?"

Phil dropped to his knees next to his little sister and pulled her into his arms as she started shaking and crying. He rubbed her back and let her cling to him, all of his previous anger at her forgotten as his overprotective big brother side kicked in.

"It'll be ok. He's not going to hurt you again ok? I promise I won't let him touch you."

"What did we miss here Brooks?"

"Lesnar…there was a reason he was kicked out of the WWE for so long. He attacked Amalthea backstage after her distraction caused him to lose his match against me. He hurt her bad enough that she ended up in the hospital for a few days and had to take a month off to recover. She still ahs nightmares from it and, as you can see, she's still terrified of him."

Dean's eyes turned a dark shade of blue and a deep angry growl came from his throat. Seth moved AJ behind him, just in case Moxley started throwing shit around so she wouldn't get hit…which turned out to be a smart move on his part. Moxley started turning furniture over and throwing anything handy against the nearest wall, missing Seth's head by about an inch at one point. Roman was trying, and failing, to talk him down. It wasn't until Amalthea laid a gentle hand on his arm and said his name in a soft tone that he froze, panting heavily and twitching badly. She moved closer and wrapped her arms around his waist, everyone else in the room holding their breath until Moxley relaxed and hugged her back. Roman and Seth shared a wide-eyed look having never seen anyone calm Moxley down that fast before. It usually took Roman an hour to talk him down and get him to settle.

"He really cares about her doesn't he?"

"They both do AJ…Dean and Moxley…they both adore her. God help any man dumb enough to hurt her when he's around."

Seth spoke quietly but Phil still heard him and smiled softly. He knew his sister would be just fine…she had two men in one body that both loved her and wanted to keep her safe no matter what the cost. Phil and April left the room, heading to Phil's bus as the Shield settled down and headed for their hotel.

The next week Amalthea walked out to the ring with her brother to confront Paul Heyman for double-crossing him by bringing back Lesnar. Heyman was completely unapologetic and unrepentant. Phil was beyond pissed off by his attitude, but when Lesnar came out Phil planted himself between Amalthea and the Beast, glaring at him so hard that the fans wanted to take a step back. Lesnar was laughing as he entered the ring and squared off to Phil, looking over Phil's shoulder to see Amalthea's wide-eyed face hiding behind him. Lesnar started to step around Phil to go for her but Phil started hitting him, only to end up receiving a series of F-5s until he lay unmoving in the center of the ring. Amalthea stared at her brother's unmoving body until Lesnar stepped into her line of sight, a twisted little smile on his face as he reached for her. He stopped and looked at her with a raised eyebrow as an ungodly scream tore itself from her lungs before she launched herself at him. Her voice was a little deeper than normal and her eyes had gone almost completely brown with just the tiniest hint of blue at the edges. The stream of curses and insults streaming from her lips left Paul Heyman staring at her in open-mouthed shock. He'd never seen this side of her in full force like that before…he'd seen her occasionally snap a little and hit people but not like this, she was absolutely dominating the Beast and giving him no chance to recover against her onslaught. Paul heard the crowd roar and saw Ryback come running down the ramp with John Cena. Cena went to pull Amalthea off of Lesnar but as soon as he had he on her feet she kicked him in the jaw hard enough to knock him flat on his ass, Ryback receiving the same treatment when he made the mistake of trying to grab onto her as well. She stood in the center of the ring, her chest heaving with harsh panting breaths and her eyes dancing with a twisted little gleam that scared the hell out of Paul. The crowd started cheering again as the Shield made their way down to the ring, Dean's eyes locked onto Amalthea as she looked up at them. He approached her slowly, holding his hands in front of him like you would if trying to get close to a wild animal. The surprised look on his face when she launched herself into his arms and sealed her lips to his had both of his brothers trying not to laugh, his eyes went wide even as his arms instinctively wrapped around her. The fans went absolutely wild, screaming their approval at the top of their lungs. Vince came out to the stage, an impressed look on his face as he gazed down that the ring.

"Amalthea…I have to say I'm quite impressed at the carnage you've left in the ring tonight. I…"

Before he could utter another word she interrupted him, grabbing the microphone Paul had been holding and giving Vince a wild-eyed look. Dean just rocked back on his heels, a twisted little smirk on his lips as he watched her, entranced by this darker side of his girl.

"Look Vincey…You're not talking to sweet little Amalthea right now. She's too upset to handle any of this shit right now. I'm called Vixen…and I'm a whole different animal. I'm vicious, ruthless, and downright dangerous. You mess with what's mine, what's hers, and I'll tear you apart. That warning goes out to everyone on this roster you hear me?! Mess with me and mine…I will rip you to pieces."

She dropped the mic and turned to give Dean another searing kiss, not that he complained at all. Roman cleared his throat and motioned to the sky box with his head so they all left the ring, Dean helping Vixen over the barricade and following her up the steps. As soon as they got inside Dean let Moxley come out to the front, Roman and Seth choosing to just head to catering until the storm blew over…neither of them wanted to see whatever was about to happen. Moxley watched Vixen as she swayed her hips with a teasing smirk on her face. When she crooked a finger at him he snarled and pinned her to the wall with her hands over her head, holding them against the wall with one of his larger hands.

"You wanna play with me girl? Hmm? You wanna tease the lunatic?"

"You know…just because sweet little Amalthea has never had sex before…doesn't mean I haven't. Come on Moxley…show me what your made of…or is your reputation all for show?"

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Moxley snarled again, growling at her as he ground her into the wall with his body, feeling her arch against him. He tangled his free hand in her dark hair and pulled hard to make her neck arch back for him, relishing in the pained little yelp it earned him. He gave her a dark grin before diving in and sinking his teeth into her throat, earning a harsh little yelp followed by a low moan from her. Mox bit down hard enough to draw blood and then lapped it up, marking her as his, while Vixen arched into him and rubbed against him. One of his legs slid between hers and she started rubbing against his leg, making him give her a dark smirk.

"Look at you...wanton little slut…you're probably soaked for me right now aren't you? You get off on pain pretty girl? You wanna play with Moxley? Well then…let's play princess. On your knees."

She lifted her chin in defiance and had to fight the urge to grin when his eyes flashed at her before he pulled her to the ground by her hair.

"I said…on…your…knees."

He punctuated each word with hard slap to her ass, making her hiss in pain and arch her ass up into the hits. Mox growled low in his throat and pulled her up onto her knees by her hair, giving her a hard look that dared her to challenge him again.

"Now…be a good little slut and suck on this for me."

Vixen looked up at him with an almost playful smile as she unbuttoned his black pants and pulled them down, shortly followed by his under armor briefs, freeing his large leaking erection to the cool air of the room. She started licking and sucking on him and he fisted a hand in her hair, guiding her head where he wanted it to go. Vixen looked up at him from her position at his feet and had to fight the urge to grin when his eyes slipped closed, until she gave a harsh nip to his cock and he yanked her head back with a loud curse.

"Fuck! What the fuck do you think you're trying to pull slut?! Huh? You want to make me mad? You want me to hurt you? Fine then…have it your way."

He threw her to the ground and landed on top of her, pushing her down to the floor with sheer strength of muscle as he pulled her clothing off of her. She tried to squirm out form under him but he held her firmly in place. He reached for his belt and folded it in half before smacking her ass hard with it, leaving a pretty little red welt behind as she yelled and cursed at him.

"You brought this on yourself princess. You could have just been a good little slut and done what you were told…but you decided to be a naughty…little…bitch. You will…never…ever…bite…your…master's…cock…again!"

Each word was accompanied by a hard hit with the belt that left raised red welts all over her ass and thighs until she was sobbing and begging him to stop, telling him she was sorry and she'd never bite him there again. He put the belt aside and pulled her up by her hair, placing a harsh kiss to her lips and biting her lower lip.

"Have you learned your lesson now? You gonna be a good girl now?"

"Yes Sir."

Moxley gave her a skeptical look but let go of her hair, he was sure he'd have to punish her again later because she had too much fire in her to not fight back. He took a step back to admire the red welted canvas of her backside and licked his lips with a twisted little grin.

"Come here princess. Crawl to me."

Vixen whined softly at him but he crooked a finger at her as he sat back on the sofa in the room, his legs spread open as he watched her crawl towards him on her hands and knees. His eyes went straight to her breasts swaying under her as she walked and he palmed his cock. When she finally got to him he motioned for her to sit on his lap, giving her a dark chuckle when she tried to sit on his knees.

"Not there princess…you know where I want you. Sit on my cock pretty slut…or do I need to punish you again?"

She shook her head quickly and moved closer, slowly sliding herself down onto his cock and making both of them moan loudly as he sank deep into her waiting warmth. His hands dug into her hips as he started moving her body up and down his shaft, going faster and faster. One hand slipped down as he let her bounce herself on his cock, slipping his fingers between their bodies to play with her clit until she screamed for him and he followed as her body milked him for all he had. He kept teasing her clit, drawing a total of four orgasms out of her until she collapsed against him, panting hard as she tried to catch her breath. He lifted her up off of his shaft and set her down on the floor in front of him, gently tugging her hair to get her attention back on him.

"Clean up your mess princess."

She blinked lazily at him for a moment until he gave a pointed look to his wet cock, glistening with the evidence of her submission to him.

"You made the mess princess…now clean it up."

"Yes Sir."

"Such a good little slut once you've been put in your place…"

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She finished cleaning him off and rested her head on his knee as his hand came down to stroke her hair. Vixen's eyes went unfocussed for a moment as Amalthea finally got her to give control back, looking up at Moxley and biting her lip nervously.

"Don't bite your lip like that kitten or I'll end up fucking you on this sofa too."

"You…you can tell the difference? You know which one I am?"

"Of course I can tell…You two act nothing alike kitten. You're the sweet shy one…and she's a fucking hellcat."

Amalthea almost cried in relief, he was the first to ever be able to really tell them apart and she felt a freedom with him she'd never felt before. She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. He hugged her back for a moment and then gently pushed her towards her clothes.

"You might want to get dressed kitten or I'm gonna end up fucking you."

She blushed a pretty shade of red as Dean took control again, buttoning his pants and pulling Amalthea back into his lap once she had her clothes back on. He held her close and rubbed a gentle hand up and down her spine, only looking up when Roman and Seth came back. Seth held a can of air freshener and started spraying the room while Dean and Roman laughed at him. Amalthea had fallen asleep before they came in and Roman gave Dean a worried look.

"Babygirl alright now?"

"Yeah. Vixen and Mox had a damned field day together. Vixen is a piece of work man…she can give Mox a run for his money any day. Drove him up the damned wall too…I was sitting back and laughing my ass off."

Roman shook his head with a fond smile and ruffled Dean's hair, earning him a playful glare and a middle finger. Seth made sure to double check the armchair before sitting in it, making Dean give one of his crazy laughs.

"Relax Seth, they stayed on the sofa…this time. Poor Darlin' seemed so shocked that Mox and I could tell the difference between her and Vixen. It ain't that hard really…one is shy and sweet, and the other is a feisty little bitch."

"Hey! You know I hate that word Dean."

"Sorry Ro…but it fits her…hell she liked it when Mox called her names. Vixen and Mox are almost too perfect for each other. I think Vixen does for Amalthea what Moxley does for me…takes on the worst of my pain so I can keep fighting or whatever I need to do…I think Vixen does that for her."

A knock on the door had Roman and Seth moving to stand in front of Dean and Amalthea before Seth told whoever it was to come in. Vince McMahon walked in and looked at the group with a small amount of surprise on his face.

"Well now…good to see you're all just as protective out of the ring as you are in it. I have a proposition for you gentlemen. I'd like for you three to work for me, and only me. I'd let you boys do whatever you like around here, beat up whoever you feel deserves it, and I'll make sure the only one in this company who can fire any of you is me. All I ask in return is that when I come to an arena you three keep me safe. I'll even extend the contract protection to Miss Brooks as well, call it an added bonus."

The three men shared a long look before nodding to each other and Seth stepped forward to shake Vince's outstretched hand.

"We're in. Just know that if you double cross us we'll make your life hell…Sir."

Vince laughed and clapped Seth and Roman on their shoulders, giving a surprisingly soft look to the sleeping woman in Dean's arms.

"I don't doubt that for a second gentleman. She reminds me so much of Stephanie when she was younger, before she let the corporate side of this business make her ruthless and heartless. Take care of her boys…that one is special."

"You have no idea Bossman…you have no idea."

Vince left the room and the three men relaxed again, sharing looks that ranged from incredulous to amused. Seth was the first one to voice what they were all thinking.

"So…we've basically just been given free reign to do whatever the hell we want…"

"Yep."

"What's our first plan of action Seth?"

"I don't know yet…but I'll think of something epic."

"Neither of us doubts that little brother."

"At least she's safe too. No matter what her brother might do now it won't affect her career."

Roman and Seth gave Dean happy smiles, knowing that he really cared about Amalthea, more than they'd ever seen him care about anyone before. She was good for him, and maybe…just maybe, he was good for her too.

A/N: So…Moxley is a twisted little bugger but that's why we all love him…and Vixen is twisted in her own way too. How do ya'll like Vixen?