• 1-Bend You, Break You, Make You Mine
• 2-Chapter 2
• 3-Chapter 3
• 4-Chapter 4
• 5-Chapter 5
• 6-Chapter 6
• 7-Chapter 7
• 8-Chapter 8
• 9-Chappter 9
• 10-Chapter 10
• 11-Chapter 11
• 12-Chapter 12
• 13-Chapter 13
• 14-Epilog, End Book 1.

“But, Victor, I’m bored,” Jimmy whines. If he wasn’t actually looking at the grown man directly in front of him, Victor would have been convinced that he was listening to a teenage boy. “Why can’t I come with you?”

“Because I don’t think you’re ready yet, Jimmy,” Victor replies, snatching the file folder detailing his mission out of Jimmy’s hands.

Jimmy pouts, draping himself over Victor’s shoulders. “But how can I ever show you I’m ready if you don’t give me chance to do so?” he wheedles, rubbing circles into Victor’s forearms. “We’ve been hunting so well together. How about a bit of prey that has deeper thoughts than ‘which patch of grass should I eat today?’”

Victor chortles, covering one of Jimmy’s hands in his own. And he realizes that Jimmy has a point. Maybe it is time to take Jimmy out for a little test run of sorts, and this mission is simple enough for the two of them to handle. “All right, you can come.” Victor turns and points a clawed finger in Jimmy’s face. “But if you give me any trouble-“

Jimmy melts into Victor’s lap. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Victor.”

Victor is less than pleased when Stryker calls him and tells him at the last minute that Wade is coming with them.

That means that the collar will have to stay behind, and Victor doesn’t know if he trusts Jimmy that far yet. But Victor is almost completely positive that he and Wade would be able to chase Jimmy down if the fool should actually try to run.

Victor also worries that Jimmy’s new… personality might lead to some problems where Wade is concerned. He’ll be damned if he lets that psychotic shit torment his little brother. He has worked too hard to get Jimmy just right.

But Wade is uncharacteristically silent when the two brothers board the plane taking them to Europe. Victor muses that Stryker must have threatened Wade’s porn collection with a fiery death.

At first, Jimmy sits very close to his brother as the plane takes off. He watches Wade with a great deal of distrust. Other than the brief mission with North, Jimmy has had no other contact that with Victor in months.

Logan, sensing this may prove problematic, started coming back to the front. Knock that shit off, boy. You have a mission to do now.

But I don’t like Wade. He’s annoying, and he’s been staring at me for the last hour. I want him to go away.

Not going to happen, so you need to suck it up and find a way to make him tolerable.

With barbeque sauce would be best.

And even Logan can’t quite disagree with that one. But he still gives Jimmy the silent warning to either get along with Wade, or he will have to take over.

“What’s with all the mumbling?” Wade asks, biting off a piece of jerky.

“Excuse me?” Victor responds.

“Not you, fluffy,” Wade says, waving the remaining jerky at Jimmy. “You. Why are you mumbling to yourself? Don’t you know it’s rude not to share, even your conversations with your inner squirrel?”

Jimmy and Logan both frown. “What are you talking about,” Jimmy mutters, resisting the urge to burrow under Victor’s arm. “I wasn’t mumbling.”

“Yeah, you were.” Wade’s eyebrows shot up. “Aw, hell, have you gone crazy or something? Like Sibyl? Do you have some thirty personalities running around in your head?” He looks pointedly at Victor. “I sure hope one of those personalities isn’t a psychotic axe murderer who wants to rape us in our sleep. You boys sure are a lot closer than I remember.”

“We worked out some issues,” Victor replied drily. He is thankful at the shift in Wade’s attention. Victor hasn’t noticed anything wrong with Jimmy’s behavior these past weeks. So what if he was mumbling to himself a little bit? But Victor didn’t need Wade to upset Jimmy.

Wade continued bouncing from topic to topic. Victor quickly shut him out. Jimmy shut down soon after.

But Logan was more watchful. He noticed there seemed almost to be a pattern to Wade’s rambling. Whenever he would start a spurt of conversation about sex or killing, he would watch Logan very closely. So, is this your own personal interest, Wilson? Or has Stryker said something to you?

Five days later, and Victor has decided that he must be in hell.

He has been trapped in a small hotel room with Jimmy in the asshole of Berlin. A room that has Wade Wilson in the other room adjacent to theirs, which means no intimate contact between the two brothers at all.

The first two days were fine, as the three men waited for the clearance to make the move on their target. By day three, Jimmy was clearly suffering from lack of sex as well and had become a damned tease.

Out of the blue, Jimmy would stretch on his bed, deliberately thrusting his hips into the air.

On day five, Victor was contemplating gutting Wade like a fish, blaming it on just about anyone, and then fucking his brother into next week.

And speaking of, Wade wasn’t helping. He would pop into their room at the most random intervals to discuss whatever little bit of nonsense had popped into his head.

One time, Wade had even dared to hop on the bed with Jimmy. Which Victor could have over looked, if Wade hadn’t rested his hand on Jimmy’s shoulder just a little too long and a little too lovingly. A slow touch that ghosted down Jimmy’s arm a scant few inches, before Wade’s hand was quickly pulled back into a safe place. And there was definitely a challenge in Wade’s eyes as he glanced at Victor over Jimmy’s back.

But just as quick, Wade had shimmied back into his own room, leaving Victor to wonder what the hell that was all about.

Finally, it was time to go.

This was just your basic snatch and go mission. All the three men had to do was break into some scientist’s house, and bring said scientist back to Stryker, a man named Dr. Essex.

Logan had to school his features carefully when he saw that name. He sensed that something was off, but he wasn’t sure what. Now was not the time to worry about it. There would most likely be a high body count with Victor and Wade on the mission. But the lives of the humans meant little right now to Logan. What matter was keeping himself alive and, in turn, Jimmy safe. He had to trust the fool to keep his silence for now to let Logan handle the job at hand.

As before, breaking in was almost painfully easy. Logan bristled at being forced to stay at the back, but that also meant that neither Victor nor Wade had him in their direct line of sight. There was a strange comfort for Logan in that.

The three men moved like a well oiled machine, as if they had never been apart all these long months. They slipped in and out of shadows, twining around corners, staying out of sight of guards.
Several flights of stairs later, the three men were standing outside of a laboratory door. Logan felt a strange sense of dread. He had seen the gruesome results of Dr. Essex’s work back stateside. Logan drew back slightly at the small wisps of death that were leaking out from under the door. There was no doubt another body inside with a strange metal skeleton on the other side.

And he could not warn the other two, for fear of Victor finding out about his dalliance earlier for Stryker.

Stryker, you bastard. You knew I wouldn’t be able to warn Victor of what was coming.

Wade quickly picks the lock. The door silently slid open, allowing the three men to slip inside. There are five men inside hovering over an operating table. The walls are covered in more of the same pictures that Logan has seen before. Bodies in various parts of surgery, their metal skeletons exposed to the air, causes Logan’s stomach to clench.

It makes it that much easier to let the bloodlust take him over. There is screaming, blood, and bone exposed to air. The animal in him is in its glory. It wants to gut and kill all of the prey. It wants to follow the Alpha anywhere, give the Alpha anything he needs or wants.

Almost as quickly as it begins, the lust comes to a screeching end with Wade holding a sword point at Logan and Victor, protecting the unfortunate Dr. Essex from the feral brothers. Dr. Essex looks more academically interested in the two snarling men than terrified.

Wade slowly steps forward, pushing the two brothers back. He insinuates himself between the brothers, while managing to keep them near each other. Victor is too wound up to notice when Wade turns his head subtly towards Logan and whispers just for him, “Easy, Jimmy, wouldn’t want thing to go badly.”

No! No! No! Stop! What are you doing? There is deep rooted terror in Jimmy.

Stop it, you little shit! We can take Wade and Victor. Make Victor inferior to me. Then I would be in control-

NO! That’s not how it’s supposed to be.

Logan and Jimmy notice Wade watching them slyly, and Victor trying to work out some great puzzle.

“Jimmy,” Victor asked slowly, “who are you talking too?”

Jimmy is wandering. After Stryker and his cronies come to collect Dr. Essex along with whatever additional information on the doctor’s work they can find, Jimmy starts to wander around the building. He soon finds himself in the lower levels. Jimmy closes his eyes-

And just like James knew he would find, a sarcophagus is laying in a corner pretending to be discarded. With a pop and swipe of claw, the top is off and inside is a large stash of silver rocks. Just like Romulus promised.

“You’ve done well, my love,” Romulus murmurs, emerging from the shadows. James has long ago grown used to Romulus appearing from nowhere. “Make certain to get these to Stryker.” Romulus runs a loving hand over the rocks. “He will use these to make you strong, my perfect mate.”

James shivers. He knows he has seen only a glimmer of his lover’s plans, but he also knows that he will play a great part in them. There will be some pain to be born soon, that much James knows. But Romulus will not give him any more information than that.

But there are more pressing matters than this on James’s mind. “Do we have time?” he whispers to Romulus.
All he sees is a slight smile on Romulus’s face before James is pushed up onto a trunk, his pants dropping to the floor and Romulus has James’s mouth against his own as he pushes two fingers in James. James cries out softly, knowing they must not attract attention from anyone upstairs.

But is so damned hard when under his lover’s talented hands. “I wish we had more time, my love,” Romulus hisses before beginning to fuck James. There is no time for any kid of preamble, only quick pleasure. The two ferals cling to each other, grunting and gasping.

“Oh, god, oh, god, oh, yes,” James is panting. He wants more, oh so much more.

The two men come silently, hands gripping each other’s backs. Heartbeats slow down to a normal pace.

“Victor won’t notice my scent on you with all of the other ones upstairs,” Romulus murmurs into James’s hair. “And soon this will all be over. I promise. One more week, my love, one more week and we can always be together.”

James is nodding slowly, groaning at the loss of Romulus as the larger man pulls away. “As soon as this mysterious procedure is over, you will come and get me,” James repeats. He heard it many times while lazing by Romulus’s side in Canada, waiting for Victor to come and collect him.

“There has been a slight change in plans though,” Romulus grunts, readjusting his clothing. “Concerning Victor.”

“You want him killed.” James, who has been only slightly aware of the plight of Jimmy and Logan at the hands of Victor, suspected that this would be the outcome.

“Will this be a problem?” Romulus asks, picking up one of the rocks.

“No.” James frowns, refastening his pants. “Why would it be? He’s nothing to me. Yeah, sure, he was my partner once, but that was it.”

Romulus smiles thinly. “Excellent, James. Now, I need you to close your eyes for a moment-“

Jimmy opens his eyes. He realizes that some time must have passed. God damn, Logan, what have you done now?

Me? It was you who wandered down here.

“Find something interesting, James?” Stryker asks, descending the stairs. His eyes widen at Jimmy’s find. “Oh, my. Now that is something useful indeed.” He walks over to the sarcophagus in a mild haze, clapping Jimmy on the shoulder. “This is very good, Jimmy. Very good indeed.”

Jimmy is pleased at the praise. A happy Stryker will give good news to Victor.

Logan is weary at the praise. A happy Stryker usually means more missions and killing… and time spent with Victor.

And James waits in silence. Soon, so very soon.