Beyond the Darkness

Date: 2 May 2005
Characters: Fenrir Greyback, Rastaban Lestrange, NPCs
Location: A Muggle house
Private/Public: Private
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Extreme violence, rape, torture, bestiality, death, non-con incest. We mean it, guys! It’s Fenrir and Rastaban. They’re not nice people.
Summary: Fenrir and Rastaban run together on the night of the full moon..
Completion: Complete

Fenrir paced the floor of the small, rickety shack, anticipation flowing through him. He paused occasionally to stare out the window at the growing dusk. Soon, soon, it would be time. Soon he would change into what he considered his true form. Soon he would hunt again. And what a hunt it would be.

He growled quietly under his breath. Rastaban was due to meet him here and he hoped it would be soon. He wanted the man here in the shack when he changed so that Rastaban was simply an accepted part of his territory. He wouldn’t attack him either way but it would be easier if he was there from the start, easier for his instincts.

Just then he heard the crack of apparition and relaxed a little, turning to face the door while keeping one eye on the slowly lowering sun.

Rabastan prepared for his night ahead. He slid his wand into his pocket, and sheathed his knives and sword. He didn't figure he would need them, but he wasn't about to go on this raid and be caught unaware.

He took a last look at the map, then went over the notes from Lisa. Her assistance had been invaluable, and he almost wished she could come along. But it was best that it was just the two of them. Perhaps next time she could come and exact a few kills next time.

Checking himself once again, he Apparated to the shack Fenrir was at. He opened the door, unsurprised to see Fenrir pacing. He closed the door and leaned against it.

"Almost time, my friend. Too bad this only happens once a month." His smile was deliberately wicked.

"Yes," Fenrir said his voice hoarse with anticipation. Even before the sun had fully set, he could feel the full moon's song calling to him. "I would be a happy man if I could do this every night."

He looked over to where Rastaban was standing and twitched. "Best move away from the door a bit but be ready to open it once I've changed. The wolf doesn't like to be closed in too much when it's time to hunt."

He glanced out the window to gauge the sun's progress then spoke quickly, his voice more commanding and brusque with the change almost upon him.

"Stay still once I've changed and let me approach you. I'll understand anything you say but I won't be able to speak. You should be able to work out anything I want easily enough though and we've planned this well enough to be able to cope with anything that crops up."

He glanced out the window again the back at Rastaban. "Any questions? Ask them fast. There's not much time."

Fenrir stared out of the window and when the sun was just about to disappear below the horizon, he stripped off his robes and moved into the middle of the shack. As the first black of night appeared in the sky and the full moon shone in through the window, Fenrir felt the first tug of pain from the change. A grin grew on his face and he started laughing as the convulsions began.

As the transformation pragressed and the pain ripped through him, Fenrir fell to his knees as he laughed and screamed, a wild, insane sound that soon morphed into the howl of the wolf. As the transformation ended, he rose to his feet and gave himself a brisk shake. He dropped down onto his haunches and howled at the moon joyously, revelling in his true self.

As he did the scent of another in the shack, filled his nose and he rose to his feet again and turned. Rastaban stood, still and silent, against the wall and Fenrir slowly padded over to him. He sniffed at the man, ascertaining his scent and fixing it in his mind as leader, pack, friend. He then rose onto his rear legs, towering over Rastaban in this form, and planted his front paws on Rastaban's shoulders. His paws were more strange hands with vicious claws and he was careful not to pierce Rastaban's skin.

He stared into Rastaban's eyes then whuffed once before dropping back down onto all fours and shoving his head under Rastaban's hand. He was more comfortable on all fours in this form but he could easily be bipedal if he chose.

He let Rastaban scratch behind his ears for a moment then he leapt towards the door, pausing in the doorway and giving Rastaban an expectant look.

Rab watched as Fenrir stripped, then went to the centre of the room. He had never seen the transformation in person, and it really was fascinating. Strangely, he felt no fear or intimidation, remembering his friend's assurances.

When the werewolf stood before him, he felt very impressed. Fenrir was an awesome sight in this form, and he understood why the man was so intimidating, even as a human. He let the wolf sniff him, then tower over him. He gave a slight smirk as their eyes locked, a feeling of respect between them. He scratched his ears, then nodded as he went toward the door. He waved his wand and opened the door, hearing a triumphant growl as the wolf ran out.

"And so it begins," he smirked to himself ashe ran out after him.

Fenrir loped towards the house, not running at his top speed since he didn't want to leave Rastaban behind. When they got close to the house though, he sped up and charged straight at the door, crashing through it and sending splinters of wood flying in all directions.

The sounds of startled shouts and the sudden scent of fear in the air told him where his first targets were and he scrabbled around the corner into the living room, trusting Rastaban to do what he needed to do.

The moment he bounded into the living room he saw the man hurrying over to the telephone. Fenrir charged after him and latched onto his hamstring, ripping it apart as he brought the man down. Blood bloomed in his mouth and his bloodlust rose sharply as the man screamed and clutched at his ruined leg. He didn't pause after that, leaping at the woman and catching her shoulder in his massive jaws, biting down hard and hearing the bones crunch as she screamed in terror.

He backed away slightly then rose onto his rear legs, licking the blood from his chops and revelling in the sudden scent of absolute terror that rose from the two Muggles as they saw a nightmare come true in front of them.

He grabbed them both by the hair and dragged them out of the living room, a low growling rumble of amusement emerging as they grabbed at his clawed hands and screeched and struggled. He dragged them up the stairs then followed Rastaban's scent into what turned out to be the master bedroom.

Ran ran behind Fenrir, keeping up well until he saw the house come into view. He stopped and watched as Fenrir crashed into the door, wood flying everywhere. He gave a wicked smile as he pulled his wand and Apparated.

He appeared in the room for the youngest children, stunning both of them. The Nanny ran in and he did the same to her before moving to the hallway. The oldest boy came out a doorway, and he stunned the boy before going to the oldest daughter's room. She was not in sight, so he levitated the bed, finding her shaking in fright. He smirked and grabbed her ankle, pulling her kicking and screaming into the master bedroom. He waved his wand, sending the bed out the window before pulling the girl to the center of the room. He bound her with robes, gagging her as well.

He moved quickly, levitating the others into the room. He bound and gagged them before removing the stunning spells. His timing was perfect as Fenrir entered with the parents, dragging them by their hair. He performed Petrificus Totalus on the father, setting him with the others, standing back and waiting for Fenrir to deal with the mother.

The scent of fear in the air was exhilarating.

Fenrir was pleased to see the entire family, including the sweet little nanny, already bound and gagged against one wall. He let go of the father and waited until he too had been bound and gagged and sent over to join his family. He then dragged the mother around until she was lying in front of the rest and he raised his head and howled, ensuring that there was no doubts as to what he was.

He turned his attention back to the woman and let go of her hair. She immediately tried to crawl away from him, whimpering and crying in pain and fear, her arm and hand dangling uselessly from her damaged shoulder. Fenrir crouched down and watched her for a moment then he snatched at her, grabbing her by the ankle and dragging her back to him. He bared his teeth at her then in a series of violent, slashing moves, he tore her clothes off, leaving long claw marks all over her body. He then reached down with one hand and stroked his cock, bringing himself to full hardness and growling as pleasure flowed through him.

Her eyes widened and she screamed as she realised what he intended. He howled his delight then leaned down to lick at the blood oozing from her shoulder. He flipped her over onto her stomach with negligent ease then grabbed her hips in a bruising grasp, his claws digging in brutally. He yanked her up onto her knees and plunged his cock into her dry cunt. He pulled back and thrust forward again, feeling a slickness start to grow that from its iron tang was blood. He howled his delight as he rammed his cock home again and again, hearing the whimpers from her children and the nanny, the muffled curses from her husband and the woman's helpless sobs.

When he felt himself nearing the edge, he pulled out completly then he positioned himself at the entrance to her arse and thrust his cock into her. Once again he could smell the scent of the blood that eased his entrance and he threw his head back and howled as he rammed his cock in again and again until his orgasm overtook him. He hunched over her as his seed spurted out into her abused channel and bit her sharply on the back of the neck.

When the last of his shudders faded, he pulled out of her and pushed her towards Rastaban to deal with.

Rab leaned against the wall as Fenrir went to work. The screams of the mother were delightful as Fenrir violated her cunt, then her arse. The last he took particular interest in, as it was something he took particular pleasure in himself. Once the wolf was done with her, he used the same spell on her as the father, leaving her lying down, but able to see what would come next.

He considered taking pleasure in the nanny, but decided that he was in the mood for some torture. He waved his wand, bringing the youngest son to the centre of the room. He unbound the child, seeing the terror as Fenrir got close. He put his hand up. "Patience, my friend," he said, pointing his wand and whispering various charms, all of which make the child scream in wonderful agony. He felt this up for some time, even using Curciatus on the child before nodding at the wolf.

Fenrir watched as Rastaban bound the mother and moved over to joined her husband, the man looked shell-shocked and his eyes were tortured as he looked at his wife. Then Rastaban brought the youngest son out into the room and even the mother seemed to drag herself out of her shock as Fenrir crept towards the boy. His bloodlust was up and he wanted to attack but Rastaban's request made him stop.

He crouched near the terrified boy and watched with intent delight as Rastaban used spell after spell to torture the boy. He glanced over to the rest of the family from time to time, finding as much pleasure in their reactions as the boy's screams.

Finally Rastaban nodded at him and Fenrir leapt forward. He sank his teeth into boy's belly, ripping and tearing as the boy screamed anew. He could hear the muffled shouts of his family and he paused for a moment, his muzzle buried deep in the boy's insides. He rooted around for a moment then pulled a length of intestine out, shaking his head to tear it free. He carried the bloody mess over to the youngest daughter and crouched down in front of her, ensuring he had her attention before he swallowed it down. He then nuzzled her face as she sobbed and whimpered, smearing blood on her cheek before returning to the boy.

The boy was barely alive now, his chest hitching as he gasped for air. Fenrir lapped at the gaping wound in the boy's belly then lunged at the boy's throat, ripping it out and ending the boy's life. He crouched over the boy's lifeless body and looked over at the parents, meeting their eyes and letting them see the malicious glee in his own. He licked the blood out of the wound in the boy's neck then stepped back from the body, looking over at Rastaban and nodding his head.

Rab watched intently as Fenrir worked over the boy, utterly destroying him. The wolf's methods were brutal and effective. He could smell the fear and terror from the rest of the family, and it was quite arousing.

The boy's blood splashed over his face and body as Fenrir finished. He licked a bit from his face, delighting in the taste. He levitated the body back into the room he'd appeared in, then turned his attention to the nanny. He unbound her, then forced her to to the wall, binding her hands. She really was a pretty thing... not so beautiful as Lisa, but she would be a nice pet for him. he ripped her long skirt off, smiling as she kicked at him. He put his hand around her throat, making her gasp for air as he ripped her knickers from her.

He opened his robes, pocketing his wand and wrapping his hand around his length. He stroke it to full hardness, then whispered a charm that lubed it slightly. Unlike Fenrir, he didn't like to fuck them dry, but still wanted to make sure it hurt. He released the nanny's throat and picked up her legs, bending them back and thrusting straight into her arse. The screams from the girl were wonderful as he violated her over and over, ramming into her hard and fierce. Before he came, he pulled out of her, spurting his seed all over her cunt. He wasn't about to let his precious seed spill inside of a Muggle bitch.

He refastened his robes and stepped back, bringing the youngest girl into the centre of the room. Before he unbound her, he leaned down to the wolf. "Leave her heart for me," he whispered before standing, unbinding the girl and torturing her magically.

Fenrir crouched at the side of the room and watched as Rastaban fucked the nanny. The scents of fear, terror, pain and sex flowed over him causing his bloodlust to thrum through him. He hadn't been this controlled on a hunt in a long time and he'd almost forgotten how thrilling it could be to hold back and allow the horror to grow and unfold.

Once Rastaban had finished, Fenrir rose to his feet and grinned a lupine grin as the youngest daughter was levitated itno the middle of the room. He paced over and yipped a wolf-like laugh at Rastaban's request.

He watched for a moment as Rastaban used his magic to torture the girl then he lunged forward, savaging her legs for a moment. He pulled back and repeated the actions on her arms and shoulders then her hips and sides even as she screamed because of the magical torture.

Finally he pulled back then moved so that he was standing astride her. He shifted his weight to his hind legs and ripped her pyjamas off. He then dug his claws into her chest and ripped at her flesh, using his teeth to chew through her ribcage until her heart and lungs were exposed. Even after all he'd done, her heart was still beating, though it was sluggish and he could smell death coming to claim her rapidly.

He licked his chops and settled back to rest on her legs, lowering his head onto his front paws as he looked up at Rastaban smugly.

Rabastan was pleased when Fenrir joined in on the torture, using his claws rather creatively. He smirked as he stopped using his magic, watched as Fenrir ripped the girl's chest open, sitting back to admire his handiwork.

He walked over and knelt down beside the girl, watching as her heart slowed its rhythm. Before it stopped, Rab grabbed it and ripped it out, blood spurting everywhere. He stood and looked right at the parents as he brought it to his mouth. He gave an evil laugh then bit into it fiercely. He could feel the horror and disgust from them as he chewed on the organ, then swallowed. He threw the rest aside before levitating the body to join the other.

Snarling, he turned and smiled. "I think a little fun is in order, my friend." He brought the oldest children to the centre, unbinding them. They quivered with fear and he smiled. "Stand!" They remained still, unwilling to cooperate. "Very well... Imperio! He watched their eyes glaze over, unable to resist his mental commands. He made them stand and face each other, grinning as they began to strip each other. He heard the muffled cries of the parents but focused when the two were naked. The cries increased as the girl took her brother's cock and stroked it until it was hard. He pulled a vial, making the boy drink the potion before standing back. Then he made the girl kneel, taking her brother's cock into her mouth, sucking eagerly.

Fenrir stayed where he was as Rastaban walked over and when the dark wizard ripped the child's heart out, he was splattered with her blood. He licked the blood off his face, making sure his enjoyment was obvious then watched with high amusement as Rastaban bit into the girl's heart. The moans of disgust and terror from the parents were sweet in his ears and he rose to his feet.

When Rastaban threw the heart away, Fenrir bounded after it. He picked it up and settled himself down on the floor with it between his paws. He watched as Rastaban brought the two older children out into the middle of the room then he picked up the heart again and, in two loud snaps of his jaws, swallowed it.

He then settled down again to watch as Rastaban used the Imperius to force the girl to perform fellatio on her brother to the accompaniment of the muted cries of protest from their parents. The scent of sex growing in the air was causing him to get aroused again but he ignored it for now. The girl would be his after this night and there would be time enough to educate her in the days and weeks to come.

Rab's smile grew as he watched the girl take her brother's cock, her head bobbing up and down his length as she grabbed his hips. He had to admit that the boy was very well endowed for his age, and would make a great addition to Fenrir's pack. He hoped the girl would be the same.

As expected, the boy did not last long, groaning as his release came forth. Rab made the girl take all of him and swallow eagerly. He made her pull back, glad that the potion was working on the boy and remained hard. He made the girl lie down, spreading her legs and rubbing her clit until her wetness showed. Then he had the boy kneel, taking his cock in had as he slid into his sister, breaking her hymen and filling her fully.

The grunts from the parents became more pronounced and Rab laughed as brother fucked sister, the boy's thrusts hard and deep. He silently wished that he was the one fucking the girl, but this had a purpose. Besides, he could enjoy her later after Fenrir marked her.

The girl came over and over, the parents disgusted as she seemingly enjoyed her brother's cock pumping into her hard and deep. Her legs were bent back and he thrust into her fully, his balls slapping against her sister's arse. Soon he gave a growl and thrust one last time, spilling his seed deep inside his sibling's cunt.

He had the boy pull away after he was spent, allowing the two of them to catch his breath. He shot a wicked smile at Fenrir as he made the girl get on her hands and knees. Then he growled as he made the boy kneel over his sister, pushing the head of his wet and swollen cock into her virgin arse. They both screamed and he laughed as the boy filled her tight untried hole.

Fenrir watched as the girl brought off her brother and then the brother took his sister. His attention was split between them and their parents, who were watching in disgusted horror as their children apparently enjoyed themselves. This is why he liked attacking Muggles. They didn't understand the way the world worked and these two would go to their graves believing that their children were perverted enough to enjoy incest. They would never know the truth. Their anguish was obvious in their eyes and if Fenrir could have laughed in his current form, he would have.

He caught Rastaban's wicked smile after the boy finished and he raised his head to see what the dark wizard had in mind. It would surely be good. Amusement and glee gleamed in his eyes as the girl got onto her hands and knees and as the boy was forced to take his sister from behind, his howls of delight joining their screams.

Rab roared along with Fenrir as brother sodomized sister. Though it was all an effect of the curse, they seemed to enjoy it, guiding the boy to put his hands on his knees, pumping his cock into his sister's tight channel full and hard. The girl came over and over again, her juices dripping down her legs and onto the floor as her arse was fucked over and over again. Finally the boy came, thrusting hard as he pumped his seed into her arse.

He was so aroused at the sight that he could not stand it anymore. He made the boy pull away and stand aside and he knelt behind her, pressing his cock into the girl's already abused hole. He roared in delight as he stretched the girl more, making her scream in delight as he fucked her deep and hard, the grunts of the parents delightful as he rammed into her. He pulled out and turned the girl over, sliding back into her arse and fucking her deep as he pushed her legs back to her head. He watched her eyes roll back as he took her, delighting in the knowledge that he added another to his long list of victims. Before he came, he pulled put and forced his cock into her mouth, making her suck him as he came down her throat, making her swallow every drop.

Satisfied, he pulled away and stood. He dropped the curse, watching with interest as the realization dawned on the siblings as what they had been forced to do. The boy sat down hard, stunned disbelief on his face and his sister. He turned to Fenrir. "Now my friend... make them yours!"

Fenrir rose to his feet and paced slowly towards the stunned teens. He stopped in front of the boy and waited until he raised hollow, anguished eyes to meet Fenrir's own. Fenrir waited and watched until some of the hollowness faded to be replaced by frightened curiosity. He felt triumph flow through him and he looked over the boy's shoulder at Rastaban. He didn't want the boy to fight and now, while he was still shell-shocked from the Imperius, was the perfect time to start to mould him. He winked at Rastaban and hoped that the wizard wouldn't be too upset at Fenrir's actions.

He gently nudged the boy around until he was facing Rastaban then Fenrir leapt forward and bowled Rastaban to the ground. It looked rough but he'd tried to be a gentle as he could. He then stood over the wizard and snarled and growled into his face before leaping off and returning to the boy. He nuzzled the boy's face for a moment before rising onto his hind legs, ensuring he was silhouetted in the moon shining through the large window. He raised his head and howled, displaying himself and letting the boy see the strength and power inherent in what he was.

He fell back onto all fours and looked into the boy's eyes again. He almost missed it, so faint was the impression, but nonetheless it was there. A flicker of interest, of admiration, had penetrated the boy's shock for a moment and it took nearly all of Fenrir's control not to howl again, this time in triumph. He had the boy. Somehow, in spite of all they had done, he had the boy. It would take time to encourage that glimmer but it was enough to know it could be done.

He nudged at the boy's shoulder and licked it once before gently closing his jaws and biting down hard enough to break the skin. Blood welled and the boy whimpered as Fenrir worried at the wound a little to ensure the lycanthropy was passed on then he let go. He licked the wound clean then nuzzled the boy again, whuffing his approval. He nudged at the boy until he began to move and herded him into the far corner, away from his parents. Once there the boy curled up and wrapped his arms around his legs, his eyes fixed on Fenrir, fear, confusion and shock clear within them.

Fenrir made a swift decision at this point and looked over at Rastaban, who had gotten to his feet again by this stage. He jerked his head towards the boy then looked at the wand in Rastaban's hand, closing his eyes and hanging his head to indicate that he wanted Rastaban to stun the boy.

Rab was stunned when Fenrir knocked him over and snarled in his face. He wondered for a second if his friend had turned on him, then he watched as Fenrir went back to the boy. As Fenrir stood on his hind legs and the boy watched in wonder, he understood. He was merely showing the boy the power he would have as a werewolf.

He gathered himself and stood, watching as Fenrir bit hard into the boy's shoulder. The child did not fight it, and he smiled as the wolf added another to his growing pack.

He watched the boy being herded to the corner, nodding as the wolf hung his head. He pointed his wand, quickly stunning the boy. Then he stepped back, waiting for Fenrir to deal with the girl.

Once the boy was unconscious and therefore would not have his opinion altered by anything else that was done, Fenrir turned to face the girl. She had curled up on her side and was whimpering and rocking back and forth.

With her he showed no mercy and sank his jaws into her side, biting deeply but making sure not to damage her too badly. He didn't want to kill her after all. She barely flinched at his bite, merely moaned piteously then shuddered and passed out.

Fenrir snarled at that and contemplated nipping at her until she came around but then he snorted and dismissed the idea. Perhaps it was best if she was unconscious for the rest. She was so far gone that anymore might send her into a catatonic state and he had no desire to wait until the next full moon for the change to pull her out of it.

He rose onto his hind legs and grabbed the girl by the hair, dragging her over and letting her drop to the floor beside her brother. He then dropped down to all fours again and turned to look at the shell-shocked parents before glancing at Rastaban to see whether he wanted to amuse himself with the parents at all before Fenrir killed the mother.

Rab watched as he took the girl, disappointed that the girl merely whimpered and passed out. He said nothing as Fenrir dragged her over to her brother. He stunned her just in case, then turned to the parents.

"I hope you enjoyed our little show this evening. But the fun and games are over." He lifted the hex on them, then cast the Cruciatus curse on both of them, smiling as they screamed and writhed in pain. He held it for several moments then dropped it. They breathed heavily, moaning in pain and exhaustion. Yes... it was time to end things. He looked at Fenrir and sharply tilted his head at the mother, telling the wolf to finish with her.

Fenrir growled, a low, deep, menacing sound coming from deep in his chest. He prowled over towards the parents, enjoying the look of terror that filled the mother's eyes as he came at her. He leapt at her before she could even attempt to move and bit down hard on the shoulder he had crushed earlier. She screamed as he used that hold to drag her out into the middle of the room then he repeatedly bit into her shoulder, hearing the bones crunch and splinter until the shoulder was a ruined mess.

He let go and licked his chops before narrowing his eyes and darting in to rip at her thighs and hips, growling under his breath when he caught the scent of his earlier release. He continued to savage her legs and lower body for several minutes then he pulled back. The mother gasped and moaned in pain then screamed when Fenrir darted in again and tore at her belly with his teeth.

Over the next several minutes, he savaged her, ripping open her stomach and chest and gnawing at her entrails until he had her just the barest inch from death. Only then did he raise his head and looked into her husband's eyes. He revelled at the despair and horror in them as he slowly lowered his jaws to her throat and ripped it apart.

He raised his head from her lifeless body and licked the blood from his chops then dropped to his haunches and bayed at the moon. When he finished, he stood and gave himself a shake, sending small droplets of blood flying when he shook his head. He then looked over at Rastaban, wating for him to finish the hunt.

Rab watched with a smile as Fenrir dealt with the mother, ripping her apart slowly and skillfully. When her throat was ripped out, he closed his eyes as the blood splattered. He licked it from his lips, smiling at the wolf.

"Go and run free, my friend. I will finish here." The wolf gave a howl and ran out the door. He turned to the father, seeing the fear and disgust in his eyes. AVADA KEDAVRA! A flash of green and the man was dead, his eyes in a cold, blank stare.

he turned to the nanny, who was still bound to the wall. He stunned her quickly, releasing the bonds. She fell onto the two children, the three of them out cold. He walked over and knelt, making sure he touched all three of them as he activated the Portkey in his pocket. A moment later, he was back in the dungeons of the manor. He summoned his house elf, instructing him to put the children in separate cells so that Fenrir could collect them later. He took care of the nanny himself, putting her in a special cell of his own design. He bound her to the wall and left her there. He locked the door and headed for his quarters to clean up and relax.

The evening was a complete success. And he couldn't wait to share it with Lisa.