[Tom's point of view]

'Bloody.... What happened....?'

I grunted softly, touching the oozing red liquid that was dripping down the side of my temple. Blood...

I shuddered, pressing my back against the cold cell. I found myself chained up to a wall. Fortunately, the chains were quite long giving me enough access to pace around the cell.

Standing up, I approached the cell bars.

"Tord?"

No response.

"Anyone?"

I held my breath, hearing the sharp clacking of heels on the cold tile. I felt my body tense up as I gazed on the stone black eyes of my kidnapper.

He had short strawberry blonde hair and aquamarine eyes. His thin lips curled up into a smile. "Thomas!~ I see that you're awake now~" He cooed, a tall rugged man stepping beside him.

I recognized the taller man as Erik - Tord's former top soldier and the same man who has been staring me down since day 1. Staring at him, I felt my stomach churn with disgust.

I jolted up as a baton was smelled against the cell. The short blonde curled his upper lip in annoyance. "It's rude to be distracted when someone is talking to you..." He hissed in agitation, messing with his color. "My name is Jackson. But call me Jack for short." He winked, pressing himself onto the bars.

A soft hiss escaped my lips. "What do you want with me?" I spat, lurking in the shadows. Jackson's smile curled upwards into a sneer. "You're very special Tom. More special than you realize..."

I shifted, feeling uncomfortable by the way Jackson glared at me, his eyes piercing through my soul. I gulped softly, letting out a slow hiss. "What are you talking about?"

"Why, Tommy, Don't tell me Tordie-Wardie didn't tell you?" He cooed in a childish tone. I rolled my eyes, scoffing. "Get to the fucking point," Jackson smirked, licking his lips. "Patience sweet heart..."

I narrowed my eyes, before getting jerked back to the wall. The chains had been retracted, holding me up on the wall. "What the-?!"

I felt Jackson rub my inner thigh, making me uncomfortable. "Now, Thomas. This is only gonna hurt a lot....~" He chuckled injecting a needle into my thigh.

'Hnngh...'

I felt my blood boil, my body twisting and turning in throbbing pain. I arched my back, letting out an animal like cry. My limbs began to crack and twist, forming into something most unnatural. My body began to shift into a large size, my arms elongating. My smooth skin turned into matted purple fur, my teeth being replaced with fangs. Oh god, what have I become?

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[Jackson's Point of View]

"Blue leader what the fuck?!" Erik shouted at me, staring in horror at the monster I have created. I pursed my lips, letting a soft hum. "He's our most important weapon, Erik. I could see why Tord kept him so close..."

Erik shuddered, glaring at the monster. "Ugh, okay...."

Humming in detail, I glanced at Erik. "I'm gonna go take a shower. Make sure he doesn't make a mess..." I flicked my wrist before walking off. "Oh, and when he snaps out of it put him in the torture chambers." With that, I left.

~~~ 5 Hours Later ~~~

Walking down to the torture room in nothing but a dressing gown, I went into the very last room. I grinned, seeing a defeated Tom sitting limply on the chair. I see that Erik had a "talk" with him before I came.

"Tommy, what's wrong?~" I cooed, lifting his chin up to me. He looked at me pitifully, before twisting his face in rage snapping his head away. "Piss off." He growled, looking away from me.

"Now Tommy, I'm only trying to help...~" I leaned in close to whisper, but Tom lunged towards me biting my lower lip. I let out a groan of pain, managing to pry him away.

I touched bottom lip, dabbing at the blood that was oozing down. I forced a grin, suppressing my anger.

"Oh Tommy, You need to be taught a lesson....." Grabbing the whip that was nearby, I lashed at Tom creating a large gash on his chest. The whip had torn through his short exposing his bare chest that now had a bleeding cut. Tom bit his lip to keep a groan of pain escaping from his lips.

I smirked, amused at how Tom was trying so hard to keep his strong demeanor.

I was going to have so much fun breaking him.

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I panted heavily, leaning against the wall. I felt my heart pound as my adrenaline began to settle. Glancing over at a whipped and bloodied Tom, I raised my eyebrow rather amused.

Not once did he let out a cry of pain during the whole process, only grunting now and then.

How... Amusing.

Leaning back, I examined Tom's bloodied body. He had a firm chest and rippling abs. He had narrow hips and bulging quads. His body was rock hard...

I bit my lip, running my hand down his stomach.

Hm.

Releasing Tom from the chains I had him in, I carried him bridal style taking him to my room. Throwing him carelessly on my bed, I went into my to brush my teeth.

Coming out, I noticed that his face was pressed into the pillows, his limp body curled in a somewhat fetal position.

Running my eyes over his body, I noticed his plump butt. My mouth curled up into a smirk, as I caressed his hips. He let out a groan of annoyance weakly digging his nails into his palm - a hazy attempt to make a fist.

He was too weak and exhausted to stand up for himself, he was absolutely vulnerable.

Flipping Tom on his stomach, I smirked aligning his hips with mine. He let out a wheeze, desperately trying to regain some strength to struggle but it was no use.

He was a rabbit caught in the jaw of a wolf, an exquisite meal I would oh-so enjoy.

//Author's Note: Haha sorry guys~