Liliaeth (liliaeth) wrote,

Fic: Righteous Were: Kids to cubs (3/?)

Title: Righteous Were: Kids to cubs
Author: liliaeth
Artist: bumerbmw
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, mentions of Jared/Genevieve
Words: 12704
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 – AU,extreme underage(Jensen is twelve), non-con, sentient bestiality (were on human), non-con turning, knotting, murder of children, death of a major character (though not one of the leads), mentions of m-preg
Summary: When a man created plague wipes out most Omegas on the planet, desperate Weres kidnap human children to turn them into their new Omegas. Turning humans though is not nearly as easy as legends would have you believe.


Jensen woke up, tucked away in a nest of blankets. It was nice and warm and it took him a moment to remember what had happened. When he opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eyes was a ring with feathers on it. He stared at it for a second before moving to the wall in front of him, he noticed it was one of those roll up things to keep sleeping bags in place. He tried to push it up, but it was locked. The place he was in was small, not high enough to stand up in, and barely high enough for a kid like him to sit up and not bump his head.

He remembered a family outing a few years ago. Back when Josh had still been young enough not to be embarrassed to be seen with Jensen. Or their parents for that matter. Their parents had made a nest like this in the mobil home they'd rented. The storage annex sleeping space in that mobil home hadn't been nearly as big as the one he was in now, and he'd had to share it with Josh and Josh' friend Charlie. Getting annoyed every morning when he'd woken up under their tangled arms and legs. But Jensen had felt more free there than he ever had at home.

Oh God, Josh.

The memory hit him of Josh screaming, Josh blood all over him even as they pulled him away from his brother. He’d give anything to be able to complain about his brother’s sleeping habits right now. To have a wrestling match with Josh over whom got to have the first shower, the last of the Lucky Charms. To have Josh go telling on him to mom. Even if he made it up. Jensen needed his brother to tell him everything was gong to be fine, and he'd never have that again.

He could hear muffled voices coming from behind the plastic lattices keeping out the light, but they came muffled by the sound of an engine and music playing right underneath him.He barely even registered how sore his limbs felt, how his head felt like it was bursting out of his skull or how his belly felt like lead. It was only then that he realized he was getting carsick.

There was a curtain behind him and he turned towards it, remembering the window in the sleeping compartment of the camper his parents had used. He pulled it away, only to be faced with blackened glass, they must have covered the window with spray paint. He tried scratching it with his finger nails, but the paint was on the outside and all he did was hurt himself.

He shivered and pulled the sheets back around him, trying to ignore the unknown shorts and t-shirt he was wearing, desperately trying not to think of whom had put them on him. Shivering at the thought of their strange hands on his skin, and terrified of what else they might have done to him while he'd been out.

Flashes of remembered pain hit him full stop and he wished they hadn’t. He didn’t want to think about the man, he didn’t want to remember the pain, didn't want to remember Josh' blood, some of which still lingered under his nails, even if they'd obviously taken the time to clean him up while he was out. Remembering their hands on him, inside of him, the big wolf.

Light hit him in the eyes as the compartment was pulled open. Jensen crawled back as far up to the wall as he could manage.

“Hey there, are you alright?”

The voice, seemingly so kind sounded wrong coming from the man who’d molested, no raped him, the night before. He’d been raped and Josh was murdered and this guy was smiling as if they were all just good friends on a trip. Jensen stared at him through tear filled eyes, wiping away his tears, wanting to seem strong, wanting to scream at the man for what he’d done, but he was too scared to do so.

The guy, Jared, wasn’t the only Were in there, there were several of them, sitting at the table, one of them doing her nails, another was busy in the kitchen area. Scents hit Jensen’s stomach, spices and meat and something sweet. But it wasn’t just food, there was fabric softener coming from a hamper in one of the cabinets, and an open beer in the fridge. There were cookies in one of the pots on the shelves and several deep minty scents and something spicy. And then there were the people, the weres, smelling of woods and wolves, bringing up the smell of blood as he remembered the night before.

He’d been so hit by the smells that he hadn’t even noticed Jared climbing up the stairs to crawl up to him. He wished he could say he’d shouted at the Were to get gone, to leave him alone, but instead he heard himself whimper and cry. No not just that.It was getting hard to breathe and he needed to be gone, but Jared wouldn’t let him, holding him, making him breathe in and out.

“It’ll be fine. I promise.” But it wouldn’t, not with Josh gone.”Be calm, breathe.” The voice commanded and part of him responded to it, taking in deep slow breaths of air, forcing his heart to slow down, until he slumped down in the taller man’s arms.

“Just listen to my voice, little one, ignore everything else. No one will harm you, you’re safe now.”

“I want to go home.” Jensen managed to say. Jared rained down kisses all over his hair and Jensen’s body leaned into the man’s touch before the kid even realized what he was doing. Jared’s fingers moved over his stomach and Jensen felt something pulling at his guts as the Were did so. Jensen’s mind was screaming no no no, while his body was fighting him every step of the way and giving in to Jared’s every single touch. The tips of the Were's fingers cooling him, warming him, easing him where everything else made him want to crawl into himself.

He was betraying Josh and his body didn’t even seem to care.

“Hey Jared, if you’re gonna play with your Omega, could you at least close the lid first.” One of the Weres shouted up at them. Jared actually growled. But to Jensen it was almost a relief when Jared finally let go and Jensen scooted away from him. The few inches he had left to move.

“Shut up, Chad.” Jared shouted down before returning his attention to Jensen. “Sorry for that, he’s a pain in the ass, but he means well.”

Jensen bit his lip, trying to keep from crying. Jared actually seemed upset that Jensen was upset and it only made things worse.

“Do you uhm, want to come downstairs.” Jensen stared at him as if he’d gone insane. “OK, probably not, but I swear, no one here means you harm.”

“Yeah, except for the part where you got to knot him again in a couple of hours.” One of the Weres downstairs muttered.”


“What? It’s not like lying to him is going to do him any good. Better for him to know.”

Jensen started shaking. Jared instantly pulled him closer again. “It’ll be fine, I swear. It won’t be so bad this time.”

“Yeah, you won’t have to deal with wolf breath this time.” The female Were said before standing up and moving to the kitchen.

Jensen took one more look at Jared and fainted. It was just too much to take.


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