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sparrow015Title: An American Werewolf in Denver [Prologue]
Author: Sparrow
Fandom: Magnificent Seven: ATF and An American Werewolf in London/Paris
Characters: JD Dunne, Casey Wells, Maddie Stokes, Kate Stokes, Del Spivak, Garber, Kirkland, Chris Larabee, Nathan Jackson, Ezra Standish, Josiah Sanchez, Buck Wilmington, Vin Tanner and various OC characters
Rating: 14A
Disclaimer: I do not own Magnificent Seven: ATF and An American Werewolf in London/Paris. Any poems or songs used in this fanfic belong to their respective creators.
Warnings: Secondary Character death, mentions of off screen sex (het), minor wolf dominance/submission in human form, captives held in chains, a woman roughed around in an interrogation room, OC Character death, some slight graphic descriptions of gore
Summary: JD Dunne undergoes some changes when attacked by a strange creature on a full moon night. Confused about what’s happening to him, can he trust Team Seven to help him through it all? Or will outside influences turn him against his friends and brothers.
Author’s Note: I just wanna say a huge thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bookaddict43 for the last minute step in as my beta and also being my artist! Yay! Written for the first Magnificent Seven Big Bang (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mag7bigbang), this was a challenge and a half to get this all written out and I just want to say thank you for the encouragement and support of my friends while I was getting this out – you know who you are. I hope all my warnings are appropriate and if you feel I’ve missed anything, feel free to point it out and I’ll be happy to add it to the list. :) Enjoy!
Afi – Grandfather
lítill úlfur – little wolf
dótturdóttir- granddaughter
Já – yes
lítill jarfi – little wolves
systir – sister
fæddur varúlfur – born werewolves
“italics” = thoughts
But every day, as it drew towards evening, he would grow so ill-tempered that no-one could speak to him, and it wasn't long before he would go to bed. There was talk about his being a shape-changer, and people called him Kveld-Ulfr ["Evening Wolf"] (Palsson and Edwards, Egil's Saga, p.21).
“Afi! Afi!” A little girl with dark curly hair exclaimed brightly.
“Yes, my lítill úlfur?” An older man with jet black hair and silver colouring at the temples replied.
A slightly older girl with blond hair and blue eyes was sitting next to the other smaller girl; both were looking at Afi attentively.
“When do we get to change, Afi?” The curly haired girl pouted.
“Soon dótturdóttir, soon,” The older man known as Afi promised.
“I want to change now! I feel all itchy!”
Afi’s warm brown eyes went hard and turned the colour amber. “Patience and you’ll change when it’s time to change.” His hand grabbed her chin and forced her face towards the blond haired girl. “Why can’t you be like Kate, Maddie? She has learnt control and patience, when you do to, you can change whenever you want.”
Maddie kept the pout on her face.
“My Maddie, we are descended from the Norse Berserker Warriors, The Úlfhéðnar, who wore wolf pelts in battle. When the Vikings landed in North America, they brought the wolf pelts with them and one of the Vikings was left behind. He mated with an Aboriginal while wearing the pelt and they had a child. The child soon had powers that didn’t require a wolf pelt. She could change anytime she wanted into wolf form, but was still controlled by the moon. When she was old enough, she mated and had another child. Their legacy to us gave us a gift to survive this world. We are fæddur varúlfur and we have control,” Afi explained. “Do you wish to become one of our Viking ancestors of old? We have evolved from that and are better werewolves than that. Do you both understand that?”
“Já, Afi,” Kate and Maddie replied back in unison.
“So control is important my lítill jarfi,” Afi smiled at the two.
~~~
Two honey coloured wolves huddled against a large pine tree in a forest, they were no larger than a full grown German Sheppard. The naked body of a man with jet black hair and grey coloured temples laid on the wet ground, brown eyes stared out dull and empty. A large hole in the man’s chest had blood oozing out, sluggish and slow.
Three other men were in the clearing, all carrying rifles and shotguns.
The tallest of the trio nudged the downed man with a boot and then fired another slug into the head as well, satisfied his prey was down.
“That’s one less werewolf in the world, men.”
“What about those other two wolves?” This time the shorter man asked a question.
The last man discharged the shells from his shotgun and loaded more in. “We hunt them down and exterminate them. Things like their kind should not be left alive in the world.”
Amber coloured eyes watched the trio of men leave the clearing. After a significant amount of time, the slightly larger of the honey coloured wolf, nudged the smaller one with a nose and the two walked around the older man.
Like flowing water, the two wolves shifted in the clearing and soon, there stood two naked little girls.
“Afi,” the smaller girl sobbed and curled around the older man. “Afi.”
The older girl kept wary eyes open and allowed the smaller girl to cry out her grief.
“Kate, Afi’s gone.”
Kate crouched down and hugged her sister close. “We have each other, Maddie.”
Nodding, the younger girl furiously wiped the tears away from her eyes.
Quickly, Kate transformed and nudged Maddie’s leg with a wet nose.
“I hate humans,” was quickly whispered and the younger girl transformed and followed her older sister out of the woods with barely a glance back.
~~~
10 years later
Two girls in their late teens sat in the back of a broke down pick-up truck, located in a field just before a forest. Wrapped in flannel and jeans, the older of the two was chewing on a piece of long grass as they stared out into the woods.
Brown curls were in a pony tail as the younger girl tapped out a rhythm on the cab of the truck.
“When we gonna go? Tired of staying here, Kate,” Maddie complained.
“Soon,” Kate agreed.
“I’m fucking bored here.” And then a canine whine escaped from Maddie’s lips as her head jerked forward.
“Don’t swear, systir,” Kate growled, blue eyes flashing amber.
Maddie growled back. “I’m old enough.”
“Nope,” Kate sing-songed.
Growling playfully, brown eyes flashed amber as Maddie tackled Kate off of the truck and the two started to roll around the grass. After a few minutes of tussling, the two were breathing hard, flat out on their backs.
“What are we gonna do, Kate?” Maddie whispered to her sister.
“Was thinking maybe, bounty hunting,” Kate replied back. “Tracking in the big city can’t be that different from tracking in the woods and we’re both a dead shot. We’d be traveling a lot, but we’d make it work.”
“Bounty hunting, huh?” A large smile bloomed onto Maddie’s face. “Sounds wicked to me.”
~~~
5 Years Later
Kate furiously paced the hotel room.
Six steps towards the door, pivot, six steps towards the wall, pivot and repeat.
They had separated eight hours ago and agreed to meet up at the designated rendezvous point, but she had only made it back to the hotel room.
Maddie should’ve been back two hours ago! Kate thought furiously.
Grabbing her bag off the bed, the older woman headed back towards the door and was about to open it, when the door knob began to turn.
Un-tucking the gun from the back her jeans, she quickly took a step back as the door swung open.
The pale light of the almost full moon highlighted the figure in the doorway.
“Maddie?”
“I did something stupid, Kate,” Maddie whispered and fell forward into Kate’s waiting arms, unconscious.
Letting her bag and gun fall to the floor as she caught her sister, Kate brushed a curly lock of hair from Maddie’s face and swallowed.
Her baby sister was covered from head to toe in blood and not animal blood, but human blood from the tentative sniff she took. Kate could tell the difference.
“Oh Maddie, what happened to you?” Kate whispered.
Stripping her sister from the bloody clothes and Kate washed Maddie down in the shower. Dried off and placed in clean clothing, Kate tucked Maddie’s unconscious form into bed and grabbed a nearby chair to take watch for the night.
If Maddie had eaten human flesh, she could become Vargulf, a rogue wolf with only human flesh on the mind. Kate thought and then shook her head. I can’t think like that, she’s still my little sister, still my responsibility, no matter what she does.
~~~
They had gotten back into bounty hunting a few weeks later when it looked like Maddie had healed, but Kate watched the next few months passed by as her sister descend into bloodlust and madness. She found out that a hunter had captured her sister. The story was spilled out in pieces of drunken anger and madness.
The bastard had tortured her sister with silver.
Maddie had managed to escape and ended up killing and eating the hunter in rage.
Now, as she tightened her hand around her beer bottle in the bar, Kate took a swing of the beverage and watched as Maddie seduced their mark with vodka and a lap dance.
Maddie was getting more dangerous. Prone to taking bigger risks and Kate didn’t know what to do. Her little sister was slipping further and further away from her.
~There is a house
Down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun...~
The words flowed easily and freely from Maddie’s lips as she took another long sip from the vodka bottle as she grinded her body closer into the older man’s lap.
~It’s been the ruin
Of many a poor boy
And God knows
You’re one...~
Kate listened in, enhanced hearing picking up the slight twist of lyrics being changed as she watched Maddie lead their prey away.
Waiting a few minutes and finishing her drink, she slipped out the same side entrance her sister used. Nose picking up her sister’s scent easily, she followed the trail into an alleyway.
An alleyway light, dimply lit, poured down onto the pavement and Kate could see the man was slumped to his side and Maddie was licking something off her fingers.
“Maddie?”
“Kate!” Maddie grinned, lips stained red.
“We needed him alive, Maddie,” Kate scolded as she slowly approached the scene.
“He tried putting his hand down my pants,” Maddie pouted and something dark and ugly flashed across her face. “Never again!”
Kate felt something twist inside, what happened with the hunter that turned her sister into this was apparently uglier than she thought. Protective instincts rose inside and she felt her inner wolf growl.
Watching her sister stand up and lick the blood off her fingers, Kate knew something had to be done. Maybe one of Afi’s old cleansing rituals could do something...
“What?” Maddie asked sullenly. “Whatcha lookin’ at me like that for?”
“I’m just worried about you,” Kate said and tugged Maddie into an embrace.
“Get off,” Maddie grumbled and pushed Kate away. “You’re crowding too close.”
Chuckling and bending over, Kate hefted the dead man over her shoulder and the two exited the alleyway with their bounty in tow.
~~~
2 Months Later
Consciousness slowly returned to Kate in the darkened forest clearing.
Wincing, she brought a hand up to her head and pulled away when she felt something sticky. Looking at the blood staining her palm, Kate slowly sat up.
The cleansing ritual was a bad idea and it made Maddie even more paranoid and crazy. Kate remembered something hitting her in the head and knocking her out. Looking over to the side, she noticed a tree log.
Oh, so that’s what knocked me out. Kate thought.
Memories started to slowly return, Maddie snarling and going crazy, eyes flashing amber and how her own sister was betraying her.
And then the log.
Getting up to her feet, she sighed heavily and looked around the clearing. Maddie was nowhere in sight.
She had split; her own flesh and blood had turned on her. Didn’t Maddie understand she was only trying to help? She didn’t want to have to hunt her own sister down, but it looked like she would have to.
Taking a tentative sniff of the air, Kate breathed in her sister’s scent, a scent she knew as well as her own and took off into the woods, following.
END PROLOGUE
Part 1
Author: Sparrow
Fandom: Magnificent Seven: ATF and An American Werewolf in London/Paris
Characters: JD Dunne, Casey Wells, Maddie Stokes, Kate Stokes, Del Spivak, Garber, Kirkland, Chris Larabee, Nathan Jackson, Ezra Standish, Josiah Sanchez, Buck Wilmington, Vin Tanner and various OC characters
Rating: 14A
Disclaimer: I do not own Magnificent Seven: ATF and An American Werewolf in London/Paris. Any poems or songs used in this fanfic belong to their respective creators.
Warnings: Secondary Character death, mentions of off screen sex (het), minor wolf dominance/submission in human form, captives held in chains, a woman roughed around in an interrogation room, OC Character death, some slight graphic descriptions of gore
Summary: JD Dunne undergoes some changes when attacked by a strange creature on a full moon night. Confused about what’s happening to him, can he trust Team Seven to help him through it all? Or will outside influences turn him against his friends and brothers.
Author’s Note: I just wanna say a huge thanks to
bookaddict43 for the last minute step in as my beta and also being my artist! Yay! Written for the first Magnificent Seven Big Bang (mag7bigbang), this was a challenge and a half to get this all written out and I just want to say thank you for the encouragement and support of my friends while I was getting this out – you know who you are. I hope all my warnings are appropriate and if you feel I’ve missed anything, feel free to point it out and I’ll be happy to add it to the list. :) Enjoy!Afi – Grandfather
lítill úlfur – little wolf
dótturdóttir- granddaughter
Já – yes
lítill jarfi – little wolves
systir – sister
fæddur varúlfur – born werewolves
“italics” = thoughts
But every day, as it drew towards evening, he would grow so ill-tempered that no-one could speak to him, and it wasn't long before he would go to bed. There was talk about his being a shape-changer, and people called him Kveld-Ulfr ["Evening Wolf"] (Palsson and Edwards, Egil's Saga, p.21).
“Afi! Afi!” A little girl with dark curly hair exclaimed brightly.
“Yes, my lítill úlfur?” An older man with jet black hair and silver colouring at the temples replied.
A slightly older girl with blond hair and blue eyes was sitting next to the other smaller girl; both were looking at Afi attentively.
“When do we get to change, Afi?” The curly haired girl pouted.
“Soon dótturdóttir, soon,” The older man known as Afi promised.
“I want to change now! I feel all itchy!”
Afi’s warm brown eyes went hard and turned the colour amber. “Patience and you’ll change when it’s time to change.” His hand grabbed her chin and forced her face towards the blond haired girl. “Why can’t you be like Kate, Maddie? She has learnt control and patience, when you do to, you can change whenever you want.”
Maddie kept the pout on her face.
“My Maddie, we are descended from the Norse Berserker Warriors, The Úlfhéðnar, who wore wolf pelts in battle. When the Vikings landed in North America, they brought the wolf pelts with them and one of the Vikings was left behind. He mated with an Aboriginal while wearing the pelt and they had a child. The child soon had powers that didn’t require a wolf pelt. She could change anytime she wanted into wolf form, but was still controlled by the moon. When she was old enough, she mated and had another child. Their legacy to us gave us a gift to survive this world. We are fæddur varúlfur and we have control,” Afi explained. “Do you wish to become one of our Viking ancestors of old? We have evolved from that and are better werewolves than that. Do you both understand that?”
“Já, Afi,” Kate and Maddie replied back in unison.
“So control is important my lítill jarfi,” Afi smiled at the two.
~~~
Two honey coloured wolves huddled against a large pine tree in a forest, they were no larger than a full grown German Sheppard. The naked body of a man with jet black hair and grey coloured temples laid on the wet ground, brown eyes stared out dull and empty. A large hole in the man’s chest had blood oozing out, sluggish and slow.
Three other men were in the clearing, all carrying rifles and shotguns.
The tallest of the trio nudged the downed man with a boot and then fired another slug into the head as well, satisfied his prey was down.
“That’s one less werewolf in the world, men.”
“What about those other two wolves?” This time the shorter man asked a question.
The last man discharged the shells from his shotgun and loaded more in. “We hunt them down and exterminate them. Things like their kind should not be left alive in the world.”
Amber coloured eyes watched the trio of men leave the clearing. After a significant amount of time, the slightly larger of the honey coloured wolf, nudged the smaller one with a nose and the two walked around the older man.
Like flowing water, the two wolves shifted in the clearing and soon, there stood two naked little girls.
“Afi,” the smaller girl sobbed and curled around the older man. “Afi.”
The older girl kept wary eyes open and allowed the smaller girl to cry out her grief.
“Kate, Afi’s gone.”
Kate crouched down and hugged her sister close. “We have each other, Maddie.”
Nodding, the younger girl furiously wiped the tears away from her eyes.
Quickly, Kate transformed and nudged Maddie’s leg with a wet nose.
“I hate humans,” was quickly whispered and the younger girl transformed and followed her older sister out of the woods with barely a glance back.
~~~
10 years later
Two girls in their late teens sat in the back of a broke down pick-up truck, located in a field just before a forest. Wrapped in flannel and jeans, the older of the two was chewing on a piece of long grass as they stared out into the woods.
Brown curls were in a pony tail as the younger girl tapped out a rhythm on the cab of the truck.
“When we gonna go? Tired of staying here, Kate,” Maddie complained.
“Soon,” Kate agreed.
“I’m fucking bored here.” And then a canine whine escaped from Maddie’s lips as her head jerked forward.
“Don’t swear, systir,” Kate growled, blue eyes flashing amber.
Maddie growled back. “I’m old enough.”
“Nope,” Kate sing-songed.
Growling playfully, brown eyes flashed amber as Maddie tackled Kate off of the truck and the two started to roll around the grass. After a few minutes of tussling, the two were breathing hard, flat out on their backs.
“What are we gonna do, Kate?” Maddie whispered to her sister.
“Was thinking maybe, bounty hunting,” Kate replied back. “Tracking in the big city can’t be that different from tracking in the woods and we’re both a dead shot. We’d be traveling a lot, but we’d make it work.”
“Bounty hunting, huh?” A large smile bloomed onto Maddie’s face. “Sounds wicked to me.”
~~~
5 Years Later
Kate furiously paced the hotel room.
Six steps towards the door, pivot, six steps towards the wall, pivot and repeat.
They had separated eight hours ago and agreed to meet up at the designated rendezvous point, but she had only made it back to the hotel room.
Maddie should’ve been back two hours ago! Kate thought furiously.
Grabbing her bag off the bed, the older woman headed back towards the door and was about to open it, when the door knob began to turn.
Un-tucking the gun from the back her jeans, she quickly took a step back as the door swung open.
The pale light of the almost full moon highlighted the figure in the doorway.
“Maddie?”
“I did something stupid, Kate,” Maddie whispered and fell forward into Kate’s waiting arms, unconscious.
Letting her bag and gun fall to the floor as she caught her sister, Kate brushed a curly lock of hair from Maddie’s face and swallowed.
Her baby sister was covered from head to toe in blood and not animal blood, but human blood from the tentative sniff she took. Kate could tell the difference.
“Oh Maddie, what happened to you?” Kate whispered.
Stripping her sister from the bloody clothes and Kate washed Maddie down in the shower. Dried off and placed in clean clothing, Kate tucked Maddie’s unconscious form into bed and grabbed a nearby chair to take watch for the night.
If Maddie had eaten human flesh, she could become Vargulf, a rogue wolf with only human flesh on the mind. Kate thought and then shook her head. I can’t think like that, she’s still my little sister, still my responsibility, no matter what she does.
~~~
They had gotten back into bounty hunting a few weeks later when it looked like Maddie had healed, but Kate watched the next few months passed by as her sister descend into bloodlust and madness. She found out that a hunter had captured her sister. The story was spilled out in pieces of drunken anger and madness.
The bastard had tortured her sister with silver.
Maddie had managed to escape and ended up killing and eating the hunter in rage.
Now, as she tightened her hand around her beer bottle in the bar, Kate took a swing of the beverage and watched as Maddie seduced their mark with vodka and a lap dance.
Maddie was getting more dangerous. Prone to taking bigger risks and Kate didn’t know what to do. Her little sister was slipping further and further away from her.
~There is a house
Down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun...~
The words flowed easily and freely from Maddie’s lips as she took another long sip from the vodka bottle as she grinded her body closer into the older man’s lap.
~It’s been the ruin
Of many a poor boy
And God knows
You’re one...~
Kate listened in, enhanced hearing picking up the slight twist of lyrics being changed as she watched Maddie lead their prey away.
Waiting a few minutes and finishing her drink, she slipped out the same side entrance her sister used. Nose picking up her sister’s scent easily, she followed the trail into an alleyway.
An alleyway light, dimply lit, poured down onto the pavement and Kate could see the man was slumped to his side and Maddie was licking something off her fingers.
“Maddie?”
“Kate!” Maddie grinned, lips stained red.
“We needed him alive, Maddie,” Kate scolded as she slowly approached the scene.
“He tried putting his hand down my pants,” Maddie pouted and something dark and ugly flashed across her face. “Never again!”
Kate felt something twist inside, what happened with the hunter that turned her sister into this was apparently uglier than she thought. Protective instincts rose inside and she felt her inner wolf growl.
Watching her sister stand up and lick the blood off her fingers, Kate knew something had to be done. Maybe one of Afi’s old cleansing rituals could do something...
“What?” Maddie asked sullenly. “Whatcha lookin’ at me like that for?”
“I’m just worried about you,” Kate said and tugged Maddie into an embrace.
“Get off,” Maddie grumbled and pushed Kate away. “You’re crowding too close.”
Chuckling and bending over, Kate hefted the dead man over her shoulder and the two exited the alleyway with their bounty in tow.
~~~
2 Months Later
Consciousness slowly returned to Kate in the darkened forest clearing.
Wincing, she brought a hand up to her head and pulled away when she felt something sticky. Looking at the blood staining her palm, Kate slowly sat up.
The cleansing ritual was a bad idea and it made Maddie even more paranoid and crazy. Kate remembered something hitting her in the head and knocking her out. Looking over to the side, she noticed a tree log.
Oh, so that’s what knocked me out. Kate thought.
Memories started to slowly return, Maddie snarling and going crazy, eyes flashing amber and how her own sister was betraying her.
And then the log.
Getting up to her feet, she sighed heavily and looked around the clearing. Maddie was nowhere in sight.
She had split; her own flesh and blood had turned on her. Didn’t Maddie understand she was only trying to help? She didn’t want to have to hunt her own sister down, but it looked like she would have to.
Taking a tentative sniff of the air, Kate breathed in her sister’s scent, a scent she knew as well as her own and took off into the woods, following.
END PROLOGUE
Part 1
