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And the Earth trembled

Raleigh Monroe had always been a savagely proud beast, those who knew of his name knew what sort of devastating power that came with it. The Alpha that fought with violent wrath, sought vengeance for the loss of his pack that’d once been a proud clan, but was rendered to nothing but gored ruins. Raleigh had become the hound of destruction that so many hunters wanted the glory of putting down but never got the chance. And it only made sense that it was the angry creature that came to be the Alpha of one of Hell’s very own spawns, a hound that would come to be his loyal pet. Raleigh was a volatile creature, but it was nothing compared to the violence that his pretty boy could unleash. And what a violence that would be when his hound found him and tore these damned hunters to pieces.

But the only thing that the blond could do was hang limply from the chains cinched against his bloodied wrists, watching the dim light of the cellar splay off of his broken and beaten body. He could taste blood in his mouth and he wasn’t so sure he could remember the last time that he couldn’t, it was too far away and all he could do in that moment was keep breathing. But that was getting hard too, especially as those hunters poked and sliced with those wolfsbane infused weapons, poisoning him slowly so they could watch him suffer as he died at their wicked hands.

“You’re….gonna be sorry,” The Alpha spat weakly, ignoring the froth of blackness leaking from his swollen lips, “Cerberus is going to kill all of you. Rip your throats out.” He shuddered at the feel of those tarry veins scrolling up his throat, limping even further into the rusted chains. “He’s going to end all of you.”

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Cerberus’ loyalty to his Master was unwavering. He had come to Earth to earn his keep. To attempt to make Hades see that he would be a loyal spawn. He was too volatile, even too savage for the Prince to accept. He was too much of a risk and not enough of a reward. Happening upon Raleigh seemed to be fate itself. If the young hellhound even believed in such a thing, though he was beginning to. His devotion was unmatched and he would bleed those who hurt him dry without a second thought. Leave nothing of them but messy bodily debris.

His connection with Raleigh reached far deeper than Master and pet. And it was the strength of this bond that tethered them so well to one another. The very second he can sense something is wrong, that his Master is in trouble, he is beast. He is no longer of rational thought nor mind. A massive wolf of coal-black fur and gleaming red eyes is on the hunt for the hunters who have taken his Master. Raleigh’s words rang true, all of them. Cerberus would rip them apart. Down to the very last piece of tissue, inch of flesh, until every bone in their body is crushed to dust.

There’s a swarm of black as he arrives, maw rippling, glistening with saliva. Fangs sharp, hitting with deadly accuracy at any of them who approaches. They’ll be a quick meal. Belting out a thunderous roar, he is without mercy as he attacks.

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Raleigh's hands were shaking softly as they found purchase in his hound's fur, trying to steady them long enough to keep him steadied on on his back. He felt himself slipping slowly, dipping closer to a wall of unconsciousness, but he managed until they reached home. Sliding off of his back he managed to open the door, letting the other inside before shutting it and pressing his back against it— sliding down to teeter onto the floor, leaving a bloody streak behind. "I'm okay," He wheezed.

Bones crack and the hellhound goes from beast to human again. Vulnerability creeps up his spine as Cerberus is by no means finished in assisting his Master. While the better part of him knows that he will be – that he just needs time – a smaller part is gnawing away at itself. He drops into a squat, bringing Raleigh’s arm around his shoulders and with slow movements – hefts the larger wolf onto his feet. Allowing for him to lean onto his body for support, Ceberus will lead his Master for the bedroom and sit him down on the bed.

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The Alpha can smell the blood of fallen enemies, even over his own, he knows that his pet has come to his aid as he knew he would. The wounds he harbored were deep, ugly looking things— but they did not threaten his life. They would take time to heal, but they would heal. With a trembling hand he reached for Cer's thick fur, dragging himself to his feet and leaning into his muscular tones to keep himself upright. "Good boy, Cer," He rasped, trembling softly, "Take me home. Cer. Let's go home."

A growl rattles forth at the praise. Cerberus licks away the remains surrounding his maw. Before his attentions turn back to his Master. He will dip his large head, waiting until Raleigh is positioned just right and nudging him onto a spot behind his shoulders. Once his Master is settled, he takes off in the direction of home. His gait is massive but smooth; now and then his head will tip back to check and make sure that Raleigh isn’t suffering any more than he already is.

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Blood filled the heat of his mouth, left him slathering and spitting up dribbles of red over the swells of his swollen gums and busted lips. It was a mixture of red and black, his clothes left in tattered ruin, scarcely hanging from his shoulders as he scarcely managed to stumble into the parking garage. His hand reached blindly for a pillar to hold himself up, but he ended up on his chest, gasping out a quiet sound of hurt. "Cer..." He croaked once, before he tipped his head back and howled.

The hellhound bristles. A snarl ripping through his throat as he shifts, eyes glazing red. The call of his Master garners immediate response. A massive wolf of coal black fur falls onto four paws, pointed with razor-sharp claws. Saliva drips from glistening white fangs protruding from a wide maw. He’s by his side in mere seconds – protective stance erected as he gives Raleigh’s body support. Snapping teeth, he will be quick to lay those that dared to harm his Master to waste. Claw’s tear, fangs rip. A blur of blood, tissue, and flesh. His fur is matted with the bodily debris.

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