This has been coming for a while. No one really plays or acknowledges Mat anymore. He comes out once and a while on Skype, but thats it. If our group gets going again, maybe he'll come back. Click View Posts to see his Archive, and you can always search by tags. Thanks.
Mat was always so eager to please, to take his Alpha all the way. Dan couldn’t help but just lean back, trying to keep his hips from stuttering up into his pup’s mouth, whispering encouraging words to fill the silence. “Fuck, pup, ya know exactly how to make your alpha feel good, don’t ya?”
Mat made a low noise, taking a breath in through his nose and swallowing around him, taking him as deep as he could. He loves doing this, when its just him and Dan, and he can make his Alpha feel good.
Gannon nodded and ran off to go do what Mat had asked of him. He got the bed pulled out then went to get blankets and pillows. He made the bed into a nice warm nest before he wandered back to the other betas. “Alright, come on you two. Rod’s beds made.”
Getting up was hard for a second, his balance certainly not recovering as quickly as he wanted it too. So he leaned against Mat as much as he could, without of course depending on him. Whatever made him so sick so suddenly wasn’t nice. He felt defenceless and more of a burden really. But he kept quiet and followed after the two, keeping himself moving and awake as long as he could. “I’m sorry this is happening..”
Mat stayed right next to him to help him move, helping him onto the bed before he ran to get the aspirin, and the glass of water. "Here, Rod, you need to take these, before you can sleep, okay? And don't be sorry - its okay to be sick. We'll take care of you."
Gannon nodded and wandered off to the kitchen to grab a damp rag and cool glass of water. He went back to the bathroom and held them out for Mathias. “Sorry about everything,” he said with a soft huff, leaning against the door frame. “You alright, Rod? Want to go lay down? The couch turns into a bed…”
"M’fine… I swear. I just feel sick." And cold. And paranoid. Amongst most things, Rod was starting to get a headache. Glancing back towards the other betas, the world was blurring slightly and he was just growing exhausted. "I should.. probably lie down.. Just really.. tired.." Sleep had better help his health, because it was deteriorating quickly.
Mat brushed softly over his hair. "Gan, i'll help him up and get him some aspirin, can you pull out the bed? Gather up the blankets and pillows." It was quietly acknowledged that He and Gan would be staying to watch over him.
[Rip out Mat's heart] "No more playing, Symon. Time to come home now."
[Responding for mathias-blackbourne blog]
Mat froze. Only one person….only one person called him that. There was a reason he abhorred his first name. He swallowed, and shook his head, whining, wanting to find somewhere to hide. “No! No, i have- I have a pack and an alpha and-“
The question hung from Mat’s lips and Rod glanced away. A jerking shiver filtered up his spine. This was a mistake and he didn’t feel good. Leaning back further, he lowered his head against his knees, breathing heavily. It sounded all too familiar and yep, Rod was going to hurl. Before long he was on his feet, over the couch and racing to where he saw the bathroom, disappearing and kicking the door closed. His new best friend is definitely going to be the toilet until his stomach and mind worked to not throw up his lunch.
The older beta stood for a long time, unsure of how to answer the question. No one knew how he was back, or why. He watched as Rod got up and ran to the bathroom. He nervously ran his fingers through his hair as he looked to Mat. “I…I didn’t mean to do that…” He looked down and whimpered. He felt fucking awful about everything. Gannon bit his lip and went to the bathroom, knocking lightly on the door. “Rod…Rod are you alright?”
A cold shiver ran through his spine as a faint memory seemed to filter through his head. But he tried to suppress it. Wasn’t really worth bringing back up and then suddenly Rod was just in a recovery state. “Y-Yeah. Just.. just felt like throwing up.” Which he honestly was going to do before he lurched over the bowl and gave a long whine. If he was anything, Rod was silent when he was sick. Years of keeping himself silent when things happened, he wasn’t vocal about his ailments, unless they needed to be. But throwing up was just a disturbing sound in general. He wasn’t sure how long he’d be in the bathroom, but he didn’t want to just continue being sick.
Mat stood behind him, rubbing his back carefully. "Gan, can you get some water, so he can rinse out his mouth?" He asked, wanting Rod to be comfortable.
Raiden Meets (And Takes and Returns) Mat
Warnings: Kidnapping, Language, Mentions of past Non-Con, Mat is a stupid fucker who trusts people way too easily
With: mathias-blackbourne & thereneverwasacode ( amegahispanic | clawedhunter | ipsumetludos | tippytoplad mentioned but not actively RPing in the Log)
--
Raiden had come back from France to find most of his family had been killed off, and what little bit was left was not comforting. Gerard was dying and he was surprised that his brother hadn't gone off the deep end with the deaths of his wife, sister, and daughter. Chris and Kate had been kind to him; they had visited every few summers. It wasn't bad, but his family life was not ideal either.
Upon his return he had been give a mission: irradicate the hunter wolf and his pack. Raiden would do anything to be back in his father's good graces so he took the mission and headed out to Texas.
Mat looked up as he heard a noise, blinking from his spot in Gan's lap, breaking his attention from the GTA Game. He's just finished his heat, and so he was still tired, but happy to have some time with his fellow beta and omega. He paused the game. "Gan, did you hear that?"
Rod was asleep upstairs, so he assumed it was him...
Raiden had crawled in through a window upstairs, putting himself in someone's bedroom. By the pictures around the room it was the tattooed alpha. It seemed he and teh gangly one had a thing going on. He broke one of the frames and slipped the photo in his jacket pocket. As he headed out the door he pulled a mask over his face, his knife clutched tightly in his hand.
He moved to a bedroom next door, using the chloroform soaked rag to knock out the sleeping one with black hair (a cup on the sidetable said 'Rod' so this must be the omega...but he could hear more noises downstairs. He needed to go out the front door, so he left the omega for now.
The other beta scoffed and poked him in the forehead, to start the game again. Mat stood up and went and checked the door, which was still shut firmly. He frowned. He walked back in. "This heat has left me loopy - alright, Gan, bring it on!" Mat grinned at the other beta as they started playing again.
The masked hunter headed down the stairs, creeping down slowly. He noticed the two betas were playing video games, completely oblivious to anything happening. He grinned behind the black skull mask as he crept down slowly. Then, in almost a blink of the eye, he sprang into action.
He had the knife against the younger beta's throat while he whispered in the English one's ear about everything he was going to do to the beta. He managed to knock the wolf out before he was attacked, leaving just the bespeckled one. "Hello, pup."
Mat screamed, whimpering when Gannon was knocked out. Oh god, what was he going to do, oh god- "Please, leave me alone, please..."
He looked to the older beta, tsking when he saw the blood already starting to slow down. He pressed the tip of the knife in his skin and twisted, smirking as blood started to pool over the black metal. "Get up," he growled out.
He whimpered, and did what he wanted, nodding very softly. "Y-Yes, sir. Yes sir."
The hunter took the beta by his bicep, squeezing to hard as he dragged him out of the house. "I should use you for bait," he purred as he shoved the beta against the car. "Get in, mutt."
He whined. "Please, will - Will Gannon be okay? Please-" He didn't say anything about Rod, hoping he hadn't seen him.
"Depends," he whispered in French, biting his ear lobe. "If you're a good pup I won't go back and kill him, or that bitch upstairs."
Mat whined. He didn't know the words, but the others intention were obvious. "What?"
He bit down again, this time harder and drawing the faintest bit of blood from the other. "Get in the car, pup. If you can do what I say I won't come back to kill your beta, or the little whore upstairs." he said in English, growling as he shoved the wolf's face against the car window.
He whimpered - he could do this. He could- He could do this. He'd done this for Nathaniel. "I- okay. Whatever you want." he submitted totally, scrambling to open the door. He'd do whatever he had to to keep Gan and Rod safe.
He watched the beta before he got into the driver's side. The wolf couldn't get out, the suv was fixed like a police vehicle, the back doors locked from the inside. He started up the car and peeled out of the drive way. He looked in the rearview and smirked, the mask still on his face. "Born or bitten?"
"B-Born." He swallowed, curling up but not trying to fight. "...Does that matter?" He whispered.
He sighed and shook his head. "It's a shame that you were forced into this," he whispered, driving them to a decent location. "But I'm to assume your mother is a mutt whore so I'm not that sorry."
"....I wouldn't know, i killed her when I was born." Mat said blankly.
Raiden raised an eyebrow and grinned. “Ah, a fighter. I like it.”
“…dying in childbirth just makes me a murderer.”
Raiden stared at him in the rear view for a moment then sighed. “I thought you wolves didn’t die in childbirth…that your bodies healed?”
“When we’re pregnant, our natural powers are blocked by the hormone changes. Till the baby is born.”
Raiden frowned, though the older man couldn’t see it. He stopped driving and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “I was never taught that,” he mumbled, actually feeling bad for the damn mutt.
“Imagine that. The Hunter was left key information out of his training that might affect his ability to murder innocent wolves. That doesn’t sound likely or any thing.” Mat mumbled, fingers dragging over Dan’s mark on his neck, trying to stay strong.
“Shut the fuck up,” he growled out as he turned in his seat. He grabbed the younger man’s chin and jerked his head to the side, wanting to see what the beta kept touching. He chuckled and shoved his head back when he got a good look at the mating mark. “You wolves are disgusting.”
“Because we mark our partners? It’s the same as wedding rings. It just lasts longer.” Mat narrowed his eyes.
“Everything about you is disgusting,” he growled out. “You breed more of you monsters. You have /packs/ of beasts. You’re one step away from fucking a dog.” Raiden glared at the young wolf from behind the mask. “You get off on it, don’t you, being a fucking dog?”
“So a pack of humans hunting us down is even better? Because that’s what are. You all roll over and play bitch for your leader.” He growled, pulling his legs up defensively.
Raiden stared at him for a long moment before he raised his hand, cracking it across the younger man’s face. “Shut up, dog. You’re an abomination, and my job is to rid the world of you.”
Mat whimpered, dropping his head and falling silent. “…Okay.” He whispered. Abomination. He'd heard that word often enough...
Raiden scoffed when he saw how pliant the wolf became from a simple slap in the face. He rolled his eyes as he started to drive off again. He was used to his prey fighting back a little more, but the pup would do. He drove off into the woods and parked when he was certain they were a decent distance away.
Mat was shaking, but he’d this. He’d been taken before, and yeah, he was out of practice, but…He’d do whatever the other needed to keep Gannon and Rodriguez safe. He tried to remember what Nathaniel had liked, mainly just keeping control of him.
Raiden opened the door and got out, going to the back to grab his gun, slipping it in the back of his jeans. He pulled the beta out, his hand bruising the other’s arm. He growled as he drug the boy deeper into the woods.
He stumbled, but managed to stay on his feet, just wanting to keep Raiden happy. He remembered that much from Nathaniel.
“Tell me, mutt, when’s the last time you had your bitch cycle?” He growled out, curling his fingers in Mat’s hair and jerking his head back. He didn't want the boy's cycle drawing the other wolves before he wanted him to.
“Two days ago, Sir.” He whispered, voice quiet. “I’m not fertile anymore.”
At the boy’s last words he raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” He was stunned; he knew about heats but had no idea males got pregnant. He tried to keep his resolve, tried hard not to give into his emotions. “You pregnant?”
“No.” He’d be able to tell. At least he wouldn’t be taking another down with him. “Promise, Sir.” At this rate, he didn’t want to ever have children. He’d thought about it, with Gabriel and Gannon and Rod and Daniel, but he didn’t want to bring a child into a world like this.
Raiden sighed and dropped his gaze. This was the last fucking straw. Fucking son of a whore- He took his mask off and threw his keys at the boy. “Run,” he growled out as he headed through the forest.
"No!" Mat yelped. "You said if I let you do this, you’d leave Gan and Rod alive! You’re not gonna trick me, I won’t let you hurt them!"
Raiden stopped, pulled his knife as he pointed it at the boy. “Run /now/. I’m done fucking with your stupid pack. I’m done. Congrats, now go home and fuck the mutt or whatever you do.” He threw his knife, lodging it into the trunk of the tree before he continued his walk through the woods.
He whimpered, and nodded. He didn’t know how to get home...He’d figure something out eventually. He stopped by the car, putting the keys in it, and then started walking - he didn't trust driving the car.
Raiden was reconsidering his whole life because of one stupid mutt. He found himself sitting alone in the woods, even after it started to rain he never moved from his spot. He destroyed his phone and just sat, waiting for something.
Mat shivered from the rain, trying to curl up under A tree top avoid it. He’d only been walking about twenty minutes, before it had started to rain.
Eventually Raiden headed back to the entry of the forest. When he saw his car he frowned, wondering if the boy had just dropped his keys somewhere. So he started back the way he took the boy and stopped when he saw him curled under a tree. He sighed as he crouched next to him. “Couldn’t find your way out?”
“I don’t leave the house much….Nathaniel might find me.” He argued, swallowing roughly.
“Who’s that?” He asked, raising his eyebrow as he held his hand out. “Come on. I’ll take you home, then I’m going back to France.”
“My old alpha. Hated wolves because he was bit by one, so he tricked as many natural-Born as he could, and kept us locked up in the house, chained up with wolfsbane collars. I was the last one left alive…and Gannon helped me escape. Nathaniel is mad, and he wants me back…” Mat trailed off. He’d never told the others the full horrors of that place.
Raiden frowned deeply and sat on the ground, listening carefully to everything the boy said. He was heart broken by what the beta said and growled loudly. “Where is the bastard?!”
He shrugged. “Dunno, it’s why I don’t leave the house.” He glanced at him. “Why do you care, don’t you kill us just the same?”
“Where did you live!?” He asked before he tugged the beta up from the ground. “I did but I had an epiphany.”
Mat frowned. “…Epi- alright. I lived in Shawcross Manor.”
“Where are the keys?” He asked, a low growl in his voice as he yanked the boy up and over his shoulders.
He whimpered. “I put them in the car.” He whispered.
“Why did you put them back there?”
“Back..there? So you wouldn’t be stranded?”
He looked at the beta funny. “I just tried to kill you?”
“But you didn’t.”
Raiden sighed and nodded. “Come on, let’s get you home.”
“What about you?”
“Going back to France and cutting my ties with my family.”
“Wouldn’t just ..not going back do the same thing?”
“My family is here, kid. My dad exiled me at four.”
“Then they’re not really family are they?”
He shrugged. “Guess not.”
“….Why don’t you come home with me? Help me patch up Gan and Rod. They’ll help convince the Alphas. Promise.”
“Why do you want me to come home with you?”
“Because you need a family now. And I feel like I want to help you.
Raiden sighed and shook his head. “I don’t really need anything. I need to take you home. That’s about it.”
“Nonsense. Everyone needs a family.” Mat argued.
Raiden shook his head, staring at the beta like he was crazy. “Yeah, well, my family hates your family and vice versa."
“You just said you wanted to cut ties with them. What better way than staying with us all at the house.”
“Pretty sure both alphas want me dead, and your other beta and the bit- the omega, upstairs.”
“They’ll listen to me.” Mat argued.
“And what case are you going to make that will convince them that an Argent is not a threat?”
“I didn’t say you weren’t a threat. You came back for me. Brought me home. Everyone deserves a second chance.”
Raiden sighed and shook his head. “You’re a fool.” He ran his fingers through his hair then nodded. “Alright, let’s go.”
Gabriel made a soft noise as he felt Mat’s fingers start to comb through his hair, his hands going still on the keyboard. He’d been up probably too late trying to do some research when Matti had walked in, and clearly the beta was having none of it, “Tha’s dirty tactics,” he murmured, eyes sliding shut as he leaned into the touch.
Remaining quiet, the omega kept himself oddly silent. He’d seen death, stared it in the face and he’d survived to this long. And just being an omega in general had his life in danger. Pulling his knees into his chest was he felt Mat’s hand, he didn’t want him to think anything of it, but the pup was worried. Really worried. He was learning hard and fast what this pack was like. And why it seemed so.. fragile. This was a bad, and if he fucked up, it could get worse. So all he did was keep quiet and stay like that.
It took several minutes for Gannon to talk again, but when he did it was obvious something had just shut off. “I watched them bleed out on our floor. I…Snapped, I tried to kill him. I don’t give a damn what anyone says, he was too fucking strong to be an omega. I…” The beta sighed before he pushed his long limbs off the couch, suddenly feeling just too jittery. “He…He ripped my throat out. My last memory was of the girls’ final breaths.” He hugged himself tightly and went back to silence. “I was dead a year,” he whispered softly. “A fuckin’ year.”
He didn't feel offended, he understood. Suddenly, he understood why Gabe was as protective as he was. Jesus...The fact that he'd even let Rod or himself stay here was a fucking miracle. Dan had the benefit of being known before.. "Do...Do you know why you came back?" He asked hesitantly. He trusted him, still did, always had. He'd had hundreds of chances to kill him. But he was curious. "or How?"
Licking his lips out of nervous habit, Rod’s eyes slightly moved from Gannon to elsewhere in the room. It sounded like he’d put himself in an awkward position, and he couldn’t control how his nerves were acting. “Why do I have a feeling this isn’t going to bode well for me one terms of being ‘liked’ very well.”
The older beta shook his head as his knee began to jiggle. “Not bad for you,” he mumbled, his fingers carding through his hair. “Just…in general.” As he thought back to what happened his eyes turned gold as he curled up on himself. “Bad…Like…psychotic murderer bad,” he whispered, swallowing nervously. “Why do you think the girls aren’t here?” He sighed and hugged his knees tightly. “I…I tried to save them. I did! But he was too strong…”
Mat winced. "....I...wondered. I'm so sorry." He hadn't had to watch Nathaniel kill their betas at least, even if he knew he had killed Barbara and Kerry. He put his hand on Rod's knee, holding to give him a little comfort.
amegahispanic replied to your post:"Times like these make me wanna drink." "So,…
I have a bad feeling about this.
"You should…"
"A few years back it was just me and Gabe, he was my first and only alpha, though he wasn’t the one that turned me. It took some time, but soon we had two female betas. God, they were so beautiful…they were the nicest girls in the world. Well, time skip to a year and a half ago. We uh..we found an omega, and while we were weary, we let him stay. Well…I…one night, while Gabe was at work things went…bad…."
2087
stormborns
andulkaphoto
blakekathryn
titsay
s-u-f-j-a-n-s-t-e-v-e-n-s
areudirty
