Title: Forever
Part 14
Author: SlasheR
Rating: NC-17
Warnings(in no particular order): M/M, Rape, Graphic Sex, Violence, BDSM,Angst
Characters: Matt Hardy, Christian, Gangrel, Edge, and Jeff Hardy Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wrestlers, and none of this ever happened. I'm sure that in real life, Gangrel is very nice.

Part 15

Christian and Jeff were asleep on the couch, the tape of the ECW pay-per-view still playing on the screen. Matt silently got up, turning it off. He went to his room and got a blanket, putting it over Christian and Jeff. He stood there, gazing down at them. They were beautiful, their faces softened by sleep, their expressions calm and peaceful. Jeff's usually severe countenance was replaced by a look of bliss, and even Chris looked happy and peaceful.

Sighing, he walked over to the door. Despite all he knew about the two--Jeff's promiscuity and wild manner in bed, Chrisitan's horrible experience--he still thought the two looked innocent and angelic. He left, leaving no note.

He rode the elevator down two floors. It was late, and the hotel was practically deserted. He stepped out on the third floor, and found himself almost directly across from room 316. He took a deep breath, and prayed that Gangrel was alone before knocking.

The door swung open.

"What???"

"Gangrel? I'm Matt Hardy."

"I know who you are. What do you want?"

"I was hoping I could talk to you for a minute. Inside?"

Gangrel looked at him.

"Fine. But only for a minute. It's late!"

He opened the door wider, and Matt came in and sat down in one of the armchairs near the bed.

"Gangrel, me and my brother, Jeff, really admire you. We think you're one of the best in the business, and you're a way better manager than Michael. We were wondering...the Brood as it is now is getting kinda stale...we thought maybe you'd be willing to leave Edge and Christian, and work with me and Jeff?"

Gangrel, still standing, looked at him.

"Oh, and Grel, I know all about you and Christian. I know you guys are having sex...let me assure you, I would be more--" He stood up and walked over to Gangrel, running a hand up his chest "--than willing--" He ran his hand down, to the apex of Gangrel'a thighs, feeling a bulge start to grow "--to take his place." He emphasized his point with a squeeze, and Gangrel let out a little moan. Matt was nauseous at the thought of doing anything with this sick, sadistic man, but the knowledge that he would be saving Christian kept him from losing it.

Gangrel grabbed his wrist. "Edge and Christian's contract expires at midnight tomorrow. They'll be free to leave me."

"Jeff and I expire in about a week."

"In a week, then, there will be a New Brood?"

"If you want."

"I want, Matthew." He reached down and squeezed Matt through his jeans. "I want very much."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Back in room 514, Christian and Jeff's eyes flew open at the smae time.

"Chris? Did you feel something?"

"I just had a chill, a shiver up my spine."

"Me too."

They pulled the blanket tighter, a little scared, and drifted back to restless sleep.