Title: Return Of The Raven.

Author: Kristina Q.

Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me, but if they did, I sure as hell wouldn't complain *giggles*

Warning: Profanity, heavy violence, male/male slash situations.

Distribution: Anywhere you want as long as you ask me.

Couple: Jesse James/Billy Gunn.

Rating: NC-17.

More than three months had passed since Scott had mysteriously disappeared. After he had viciously murdered three wrestlers, one of them Jesse’s best friend Sean. And after he had assaulted and… raped him. A chill crawled down his spine every time he was thinking about that horrible night.

He tried as hard as he possibly could to forget what had happened to him but no matter what then it was all printed in his mind, continuously reminding him about all the fear and pain from that night. As if it had all happened yesterday.

Jesse was scared. He had been nervous and jumpy ever since it happened. He had been unable to trust anyone except for Hunter and of course Billy. Billy. He didn’t know what would have happened if it wasn’t for Billy. He’d probably be dead now. He owed everything to Billy.

What if Scott would return some day? Would Billy be there to save him again? Would he even survive? He could only hope and pray that Scott would never return.

Rubbing his eyes harshly, Jesse desperately tried to think about something else. Suddenly he nearly jumped in fear as the door behind him was quickly swung open. He hastily turned to see who was entering the room. Jesse sighed in relief when he realized it was only Hunter.

“You scared the shit outta me!” he angrily said. Looking at Jesse strangely, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to,” he then said, closing the door behind him. As he was stepping towards his friend, Jesse noticed that he was holding an envelope in his hand.

“What’s that?” Jesse asked curiously as he pointed at the envelope in Hunter’s hand. “I don’t know,” he said, looking down at it, “but it has your name written on it.” He then handed the envelope to Jesse.

Taking the letter, he carefully looked at it, searching for a name to see who it was from. Nothing. No other name but his own. “Strange… I wonder what it is…” Jesse’s voice had become a bit lower. He looked at Hunter, confusion shining in his eyes. Hunter only shrugged, displaying that he was just as confused.

His hands were lightly trembling as he carefully opened the envelope, pulling out the little piece of paper inside it and unfolding it. A fresh wave of fright traveled through his body as he began reading it. Startled, he quickly rose from where he was seated, his hand covering his mouth as he suddenly felt nauseas. “Oh my fucking God…” he whispered, his voice shaky.

“What is it?” Hunter questioned, voice coated with concern, his eyes showing fear at the sudden reaction from his friend. He reached and took the paper out of Jesse’s hand and started reading.

“Hey, Jesse. How are you feeling? What about Billy? See you soon. Scott.”

Hunter looked up, his eyes wide. He glared at Jesse’s visibly quivering body. “Holy shit… Jesse? Jesse!” Hunter said, gently grabbing his shoulders and shaking him to get him back to reality. Jesse pushed Hunter away and nervously rubbed his temples as he stepped backwards. “Fuck… W-where’s Billy?”

“Billy? I saw him a few minutes ago. He was on his way to the parking basement. Do you think…? Oh shit!” he muttered as he froze, the note falling inaudibly onto the floor.

For a brief second both men stared at each other, not moving or breathing before they both finally seemed to break out of their trance and rushed out of the room towards the parking lot to find Billy. Jesse was desperately hoping that nothing had happened to him!

They both finally came to the parking lot and began searching for Billy. “Billy?! Billy where are you?” Jesse called out, on the verge of tears. “I’m over here!” a voice came from between the cars and Jesse immediately ran towards Billy, embracing him.

Billy was surprised. He didn’t have any idea what was going on. Why was Jesse acting so strange? Was anything wrong with him? A quick kiss from the younger man just made Billy even more confused. When the smaller man finally loosened his tight embrace, Billy gazed into his bright eyes, full of unshed tears.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Billy asked quietly, stroking his braids before looking at Hunter for a brief second and then back into Jesse’s eyes. “I was so scared… I thought something had happened to you…” Jesse swallowed and sniffled. “It’s about Scott-“ he trailed off when he abruptly heard a clicking noise from behind him.

It was the sound of a gun being loaded. He froze, a chill traveled down his spine, creating goose bumps on his pale skin. In Billy’s face he could see the fear in his eyes. Jesse slowly turned around, only to be greeted by Hunter’s body quivering in Scott’s arms, a hand wrapped tightly around his throat and a gun pointing to his temple.

“If you fucking move I’ll use his brain as wallpaper!” Scott stated firmly as he tightened his grip around Hunter’s throat causing a small whimper to escape from his lips. Jesse understood and nodded, “I won’t move… j-just don’t hurt him…” Jesse said shakily and swallowed hard. Scott smirked proudly.

“Good pup!” he laughed before waving the gun towards the door to the restrooms not far from them, motioning for Jesse to start walking. “Get inside!” he exclaimed, “You follow him!” he yelled as he pointed the gun at Billy.

Both men were too frightened to do anything else so they obeyed. Jesse was the first one to start walking to the door, soon followed by Billy.

A few seconds later all four men had entered the restroom.

On the floor there was a duffel bag. Scott looked at it and smiled wickedly, “Jesse, my friend, reach inside my bag and see what you can find!” Jesse hesitated for a moment, but then kneeled down and began shifting through the bags contents.

The bag was actually empty except for three things. Two pairs of handcuffs and duct tape! Jesse winced at the thoughts running through his mind. He could feel his hands shaking. He was really scared. This time there would be no one to help them! He would kill them all. And possibly in the most painful way imaginable.

“Cuff him!” he nearly screamed out as he pointed at Billy with his gun. Jesse looked at Billy as a stray tear escaped from his eye, “The pipes in the ceiling!” Scott suddenly said causing Jesse to narrow his eyes in confusion. “Cuff him to the pipes you idiot!” he screamed in anger.

Jesse could feel his tears trickle down his cheeks as he cuffed Billy’s wrists to the pipes with quivering fingers. A long shivering sigh slipped past his lips as he stared at his lover, so helpless and vulnerable. He could barely reach the ground with his feet. For a moment all Jesse wanted to do was just break down and cry and plead for Scott to just kill him and let Billy and Hunter go.

At the same time Scott shoved Hunter down on the floor, knocking his spine hard against the tiled floor, punching the air out of him.

A hard bash to the back of Jesse head sent him to the floor. He curled up into a ball, his hands covering his head, blinking many times, the pain in his head incredible due to the force of the blow. Meanwhile Scott grabbed the other pair of handcuffs and went back to Hunters bruised body and cuffed him to the sink.

Now when both Hunter and Billy had been taken care of, Scott could do whatever he wanted to with Jesse! He still wasn’t sure what he was going to do to him, but he had a slight idea of what it could be! He could always continue what he had started the last time.

Back then he really didn’t want to kill Jesse, but now… not only did he want Jesse to die; he also wanted him to suffer! And he definitely wanted Billy to suffer. He fucked up his plan last time! Now he had to pay for it!

Scott kept his gun pointing towards Jesse as he moved a few steps closer to his shivering body. He glared at his defenseless form before reaching down and grabbing his braids, yanking them, forcing him to get back on his feet. He pushed him against the wall and claimed his lips in a harsh kiss, causing Jesse’s lips to crack due to the intensity of the kiss.

Jesse tried to push him away, but when he felt the gun pressing against his abdomen he gave in and allowed it to happen. “Mmmm… your blood tastes so good…” Scott murmured against Jesse’s bloodstained lips. Scott darted his tongue out to lick off the blood from his own lips before he once again grabbed Jesse’s braids.

Scott looked into Jesse’s wide ocean blue eyes before he smiled wickedly and then knocked his head back against the wall. A small whimper escaped from his lips as the back of his head connected hard with the tiled wall. Once more, his head was smashed against the wall, this time hard enough to cause Jesse to sink to the floor, his eyes slowly closing as he passed out.

“Leave him the fuck alone!” Hunter abruptly yelled at Scott. Lips curling upwards, Scott slowly turned around, aiming the gun at Hunter. Billy started yelling as well, “I’ll fucking kill you if you touch him again!”

Scott slowly turned around to face Billy. He had an evil smirk smeared across his face as he started at Billy with cold eyes. His stare was cruel enough to pierce through Billy’s flesh. He raised the gun, until the end of the barrel slightly touched Billy’s forehead.

“Go on and try!” Scott laughed as he licked his lips enjoying seeing Billy like this. “Fuck you! The gun doesn’t scare me!” Billy stated firmly, daring Scott to pull the trigger!

A disappointed pout developed on Scott’s moist lips and he removed the gun. Thoughtfully he tapped his cheek and after a brief moment his eyes lit up with joy. He looked at the door and then back at Billy. “I’ll be back in a second. Just stay here if you’d like to,” he smiled sarcastically and went out the door.

Hunter tried to reach Jesse’s limp body with his feet, but he was too far from him. “Jess? Jesse, baby, please wake up!” Billy pleaded desperately hoping for Jesse to regain consciousness. “Jesse!” a stray tear escaped from his eye as he began to pull at the handcuffs, trying to free himself. But all he managed was to get faint cuts along his wrists as the sharp metal tore through his skin.

Jesse still didn’t move.

The door opened and Scott returned, carrying a metal pipe in his hands. He began circling around Billy like a predator waiting to attack its prey, poking the pipe teasingly into Billy’s ribs, causing him to wince.

A sharp pain shot through his body and he bucked hard and cried out in pain when Scott slammed the pipe hard against his ribs. Billy was frantically gasping for air while Scott bent down to pick up the duct tape and ripped off a piece.

He placed a finger under Billy’s chin, forcing him to raise his head, sending him a mischievous smile as he did so. Quickly he leaned in to steal a quick kiss from him. He then took the piece of tape and placed it over Billy’s mouth to silence him. “That’ll make you shut up!” Scott laughed sadistically.

Jesse slowly began to move. He was beginning to regain consciousness. He slowly forced his eyes open. After adjusting his vision he realized he was gazing into a gun! He stiffened, holding his breath instinctively; he didn’t want to risk anything. Scott was insane and capable of anything!

“You move or say one word; I’ll shoot your head off!” Scott stated, causing Jesse to swallow hard again.

“You don’t have the guts to do it!” Hunter abruptly exclaimed, causing Scott to turn and stare at him, his lips curling upwards, “You want me to shoot you instead?” he said with a wicked grin.

“Don’t-“ Jesse trailed off when the gun was suddenly pointing back at him again, “Shut up!” Scott’s hands were trembling in anger, his eyes piercing through Jesse, “I won’t say it again!”

“You’re sick…” was all Jesse could say. However, he instantly regretted it when he saw Scott move up next to Billy and kneeling down in front of him. Jesse’s eyes widened in fear. What was Scott going to do?

“Oh no! Please don’t do that!” Jesse pleaded, scared when he saw Scott aiming the gun at Billy’s crotch! “Please! Do anything you want with me, but please don’t hurt him!” his entire body was quivering in fear.

“Too late!” Scott giggled, very amused by seeing the pain and fear written all over Jesse’s face.

He had always adored Jesse. His gorgeous sparkling blue eyes. His delicate skin covering his raw vulnerable flesh. His irresistible sexy voice. His indescribable scent. Jesse had always been what Scott considered to be beautiful. Perfect.

He never wanted to hurt Jesse in the first place, but when Jesse discovered his desire to hurt those he disliked… he had no other choice than to silence him.

And Billy? He had never really liked him, but he hadn’t kept himself from hurting him because he knew it would hurt Jesse as well. Now he just wanted to make him suffer! He fucked up his plan last time.

Watching Billy. He was so helpless and vulnerable! Completely at his mercy. Those ocean blue eyes so full of fear.

Scott was so caught up in watching Billy, he didn’t even notice Jesse was carefully and silently getting up from the tiled floor.

A sharp pain shot through the back of Scott’s neck and the sound of a gunshot echoed through the room soon followed by a muffled cry ripping from Billy’s throat.

Scott fell unconscious to the floor. Jesse was momentarily paralyzed as he realized Billy had just been shot. He shot him! Oh, God, he fucking shot him! But wait… he was bleeding from his thigh? The bullet hit the inside of his upper thigh!

Jesse was on the verge of panic. What was he going to do? Quickly he kneeled down beside Scott and began searching for the key to the handcuffs in his pockets. He threw the gun away with his free hand as he found the keys.

He scurried back to Billy and wrapped one arm around his waist to hold him up while he fumbled with the key to unlock the handcuffs. When he finally succeeded Billy slowly sank to the floor, Jesse pressing hard on his wound while he carefully removed the duct tape from his lips.

“I’m so sorry Billy… it’s all my fault…” Jesse cried, his tears moistening the skin on Billy’s hand, “Can you ever forgive me?” Billy reached to cup Jesse’s cheek and wiped a glittering tear away with his thumb, “It’s not your fault… I’ll be ok…” Billy gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut against the burning pain in his thigh.

“Could anyone please help me?!” Hunter abruptly yelled, frustration coating his voice.

Jesse looked around desperately, and caught sight of a towel hanging on the wall. He quickly reached for it, and pressed it against the gunshot wound, causing Billy to moan loudly in pain. “Press it against it,” he demanded, holding Billy’s hand firmly against his thigh. He then quickly picked up the keys again and released Hunter.

Immediately Jesse wrapped his arms around Billy’s shoulders again. He was slightly shuddering now.

“I’ll find a phone and call for help!” Hunter said before he ran out of the door, rubbing his sore wrists, searching for the nearest phone.

Jesse was holding Billy tight, feeling his chest slowly heaving as he inhaled and exhaled, watching him slowly close his eyes. “Billy…? Billy!?” Jesse gently shook him. He was still breathing. He had just passed out.

Someone suddenly grabbed his braids and pulled him to his feet. A fist was connected with his jaw, sending Jesse to the floor flat on his back, his head bouncing off the floor, causing his vision to blur as the coppery taste of blood was filling his mouth.

Straddling his hips, Scott gazed down at Jesse, grasping his wrists then leaned down and captured his bleeding lips in a harsh kiss, exploring the sweetness of his mouth with his tongue, his erection pushing against Jesse’s abdomen, causing an involuntary moan to slip past his lips.

“Next time-“ Scott panted after breaking the kiss, “I’ll finish what I’ve started…” he rose from Jesse’s quivering body and scurried out of the room, leaving Jesse on the floor on the brink of losing consciousness.

A stray tear trickled down Jesse’s pale cheek as he heard the faint sound of sirens.