Evil Hearted You.

Gerard was panicking a bit now, he had thought that he would be able to get out, to use his thought travel to leave and get as far away from Gabriel as he possibly could, even though he still wanted to get close to the boy...it didn't work! He had tried several times but apparently there was some sort of magic on the room that prevented thought travel.

"Fuck..."

He muttered, pulling at his hair.

"This isn't good..."

It didn't take a genius to realise why Gabriel had sealed the doors, he clearly had an agenda that did not include either Gerard or the Nightmare getting anywhere near his precious Prince, and in fact, his agenda would likely see them both dead.

"Fuck!"

Ever since he had seen the boy, he wanted him, and that hadn't changed...but if he had tonight to do over again, he was pretty sure he would've stayed home. Frank heard the door seal and sat down on the floor in one of the corners of the room completely cast in shadow. He didn’t like that he’d been locked in, he didn’t trust it and he could tell something wasn’t right. Not many people knew about Nightmares having the ability to become part of the shadows so he hoped that maybe Gabriel didn't either. Frank knew though that any light breaking up the shadows would expose him. He couldn’t be a shadow if there was no shadows to be part of. Once he was in the shadows he could see the magic work on the room, he frowned and looked at it.

“For fuck sakes.”

It was weaker on the wall between his room and the one next to him, maybe he could push through and hope the next room was as dimly lit as his was. He wasn’t at all sure what would be on the other side of that wall though. He just hoped it was friendly or, at the very least, not murderous. He pushed at the barrier but nothing happened. Weaker but not weak enough. He sighed and flopped onto the floor. He glared at the wall and sighed.

“Well shit, there goes that idea then.”

He was stuck in here and Mikey was who knows where. He doubted that other stupid demon was locked in his room and he started to worry about Mikey. Mikey had been so uncomfortable. The fact that Gabriel would choose someone like that for his only son said more about his character and lack of reasonable feeling than anything else could.

"I'm going and you can't stop me."

Mikey was determined to make sure that both Frank and Gerard were alright.

"I really think that's a bad idea Mikey."

Pete said, worrying his bottom lip with his fangs.

Patrick nodded in agreement.

"If your father sealed them in I doubt he'll be pleased at you trying to get in. I don't know what he's up to and I don't like it but are you really going to challenge him right now?"

"Yes, I'm worried about them...especially Frankie."

Mikey walked to the door.

"I'll be fine. This is my home after all."

He blew them a kiss and then he was gone. Patrick looked at Pete.

"Do we follow and keep an eye on him or stay here and plead ignorance to what he was up to?"

Pete rolled his eyes.

"Ignorance won't save us if anything happens to him...we have to follow...come on."

"Yeah, alright. You're not wrong. Let's go before he gets too far away."

Patrick stood up and shook his head. Pete nodded back and led the way out of the door and toward the guest rooms.

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Mikey made his way down the hall to the main area. Servants and demons alike bowed to him. He bowed back cause he was the most polite out of all his siblings...well was the most polite. He wondered how long his new one would last as he climbed the stairs to the guest wing. It was dark and Mikey decided not to turn the torches on. He crept down and stopped at the first door. He saw that Patrick was right and the door was sealed. He touched the seal carefully. It was strong, but not that strong. He wanted to see the other doors first. He walked down to the next room and found that sealed too. He walked to the last room and found it open. He peered in and saw the devil with his feet up on a table drinking some blood wine. He was angry that his father didn't seal him in as well.

"Well I can fix that."

He closed the door lightly and placed his own seal on. Then he went down to Gerard's room.

"Gerard...can you hear me?"

"Mikey?...is that you?"

Gerard said, his voice sounding stressed as he moved over to the door.

"Yeah, it's me. I need you to stand back from the door."

"Ok..."

Gerard took a few big steps back.

"Now what?"

There was a sizzling and a pop and then the door opened. Gerard smiled at the Prince, stepping over toward him.

"You breaking me out Mikey?...is this a jail break?"

"Not quite. Can you turn all the lights off please."

Gerard tilted his head in confusion.

"Uh, why?"

"Just do it please."

Mikey left and went to Frank's room.

"Frankie?"

Frank perked up at the sound of Mikey's voice.

"Yeah?"

"Hey...um...is it dark in your room?"

"Yeah...why?"

"Um...can you...do that thing that Nightmares can and go into the next room? All the lights are off.

"Ummm...hold on."

Frank pushed back into the shadows and looked at the wall. The seal looked weaker. He stood up and stepped out of the shadows so Mikey would hear him.

"I might be able to push through now. It's completely dark in there?"

"Yes, I'll be there when you get in."

Mikey touched the door lightly. He wished he had the power to break both seals, but he was still considered weak among his kind. Frank walked towards the wall, it was shadowy enough over here. He pushed at the barrier and felt it give. He grinned and took a deep breath before pushing all the way through it. It was dark in here, he smiled, but Mikey wouldn't see or hear him clearly until there was a light on. He didn't want to scare him but he reached out and touched Mikey's arm so he'd know he was there. Then he noticed the Incubus. He frowned but shook his head; he was the least of Frank's worries. Mikey felt Frank's presence in room and sighed in relief.

"Can I turn on the light again?"

Frank frowned, Mikey clearly didn't understand Shadow Walking. Frank cleared his throat and knew he was going to sound creepy as fuck and like a true Nightmare.

"Yeah or I'm stuck like this."

To another Nightmare, Frank's voice would sound fine. To anyone else, a Shadowed Nightmare was meant to sound terrifying. Gerard smirked.

"I like the dark."

Frank growled and glared at Gerard, contemplating what the Incubus might be afraid of.

"I do too Gerard, but I like to see my friends."

Mikey snapped his fingers and the torches lit making the dark recede along with the shadows. Frank blinked at the sudden light that revealed him. He shuddered a little at the sudden feeling of being entirely solid again.

"Oh..."

Gerard said in fake shock.

"I nearly forgot how little you are."

"I don't have to be big to be scary."

Frank frowned at him, he was seriously contemplating digging around in that stupid head of his and freaking him out just a little bit.

"Wow...that was kind of cool."

Mikey reached out and touched Frank's arm surprised that he was solid. Frank looked at Mikey's hand. He shrugged.

"It's one of our easier tricks, the only tricky part is walls and not knowing what's on the other side but you get over that."

Mikey ran his hand down Frank's arm to his hand.

"I still think it's cool."

Frank smiled back and thought maybe he'd tell Mikey he could take people with him but glanced at the Incubus and thought maybe later.

"Yeah, cool..."

Gerard said with a nod.

"But I can see how getting over things like walls could be tricky for you."

"Alright you two, stop. This is serious. I need to know if you want to leave."

Frank shot a glare at the Incubus. He'd like to see that asshole try and walk through a wall without knowing if death was waiting on the other side. He softened his expression and looked at Mikey.

"Leave?"

"Yes...I didn't know this would happen to you guys when I chose you...or that who I didn't choose would be..."

Mikey didn't even want to say it out loud.

"You're just gonna give up then?"

"You're going to let us out if we want to?..."

Gerard raised an eyebrow.

"I don't think Gabriel would like that much."

"I'm not worried about my father. I can...I can deal with the other guy. I just don't...you were both so nice to me and..."

Mikey started to cry. Hot black tears streamed down his cheek. Gerard felt a strong urge to scoop the boy up and comfort him.

"Hey, we'll be alright."

Frank looked over at Gerard to see if he'd agree or run like a little bitch.

"I'm not leaving you here with that dick though. You clearly don't like him and you don't have to put up with him."

"I don't. He...he's been after me since I was 1200."

Frank frowned and wrinkled his nose at that. He could think of several things he'd like to do to this guy and none of them were technically allowed.

"For once..."

Gerard began.

"I agree with Frank...neither of us is leaving you alone with that piece of walking pond scum."

"BUT YOU COULD DIE!"

"Then we die, it'll happen at some point it might as well mean something."

Frank pulled Mikey into a hug and shushed him.

"We'll be fine."

Gerard sighed and moved forward, reaching up to stroke Mikey's hair.

"Yeah, don't worry about us sweetheart...we're tougher than we look...right Frank?"

Frank nodded though he wasn't real sure the Incubus was anything of the sort.

"Right."

*clap clap clap*

"Bravvvvo, bravvvvo. You two really aaaaare brave souls."

Rasputin walked in and Mikey pulled into Frank's body closer. Frank growled low in his throat and hugged Mikey tight. Gerard took a breath and stepped between Mikey and the Nightmare...and the asshole.

"Look sugar, you might as well leave now...the Prince isn't interested in what you're selling."

Frank considered trying to get into this moron's head and sending him screaming but there was the chance that he'd end up torturing Gerard at the same time, and as much as he didn't like him and would so love to watch him squirm, he didn't think Mikey would be ok with that. He looked at Mikey and looked around the room. He almost grinned when he saw a shadowy corner. If all else failed, there was a way out.

The Devil smiled and reached out with a finger brushing it down Gerard's bare chest leaving a sizzling scorch mark.

"Caaaareful little boy, you are in the biiiig leagues now. You might nooot be able to taaaaake the heeeeat."

Gerard hissed, stepping back.

"No one likes a bully, RagRot."

He intentionally mispronounced the idiot's name.

"Stop it right now!"

Mikey pushed away from Frank and stepped between Gerard and Rasputin.

"You disgust me."

Gerard frowned slightly...he didn't need protecting. He said nothing, for now.

Frank looked at the Devil in surprise and raised an eyebrow.

"And you deeeelight me my sweeeet morseeel."

Rasputin reached out and caressed Mikey's cheek running his finger down and running it to his trembling lips.

"Soooo beautiful."

He leaned in.

Frank threw out the mildest wave of fear at the guy, trying his best to keep it away from Mikey and Gerard, hoping to make him back off. Gerard blinked in confusion as he felt funny for a second, but didn't know why. Mikey was frozen. He forgot about this power of his. He kept willing himself to move, but he was stuck. Since Gerard was touched he knew that he was frozen too. Mikey's only hope was Frank, but did the Nightmare know that his mind tricks wouldn't work? Gerard struggled to move, and was starting to panic now...the big jerk's paralyzing power was stronger than he imagined it would be. Frank looked at Gerard and Mikey, neither moved and he frowned. He looked at the guy and growled. He focused his glare on him and tried to get into his head to no avail. He frowned again. The only way that was possible was if he was blocking, the fact he even knew how to do that was shocking. Frank grinned, you can't block if you're unconscious is the first thing that crossed his mind. The second, however, was that as Gerard liked to point out...Frank was a smaller demon. Frank looked beside himself and jumped into a shadow with a grin. He slinked around the edge of the room in what little shadow he could. All he needed was to get behind the asshole and knock him out. Unless light was shone on him he wasn't solid and couldn't be touched. He watched as the bigger demon looked around trying to find where the Nightmare had gone. He grinned and once he was close enough he stepped out of the shadows.

"Hey asshole."

When the demon spun around he gave him one good jab to the throat and it was lights out for the bigger demon. Frank smiled as he hit the floor. He looked up at Mikey and Gerard, hoping that whatever had been done to them would wear off with the demon unconscious. As soon as Rasputin dropped the spell was broken. Mikey gasped and looked at Frank.

"Fuck, that was amazing!"

He launched himself at the smaller demon. Gerard saw the Devil go down and was actually kind of impressed with the little Nightmare...though he would never admit that.

"Hmm...wasn't bad.“

He muttered, grudgingly. Frank caught Mikey and hugged him tight.

"Like I said, I don't need to be big. I can be fast and I can Shadow Walk. Being smaller is actually an advantage sometimes."

Gerard bit back a comment.

"So...what now?"

"Come on Patty, he must be around here somewhere."

Pete said, dragging Patrick around the corner.

"How the fuck did we lose him? He's a bean pole, he fucking stands out."

Patrick sighed in exasperation.

Mikey felt himself starting to stir. This always happened when someone showed him their inner strength. The Omega in him began to show itself. Mikey started to purr and give off pheromones. His eyes started to shine and he pushed into Frank's arms more.

"Mmmm Frankie, I do believe you deserve a reward for saving me."

Frank looked at Mikey and smiled a little.

"What'd you have in mind?"

Gerard frowned and was just about to say something when the two demons who had played with Mikey on the stage appeared in the doorway.

"Well there you are Mikey...uh...Mikey?"

Mikey leaned back baring his neck to Frank.

Gerard could smell the Omega's pheromones, but being a master of attraction scents, he could hold himself back...up to a point.

"This isn't good."

Pete said with a frown, having to bite his tongue to keep his head with that smell in the air.

"Frankie...what are you waiting for...bite me."

Patrick looked at the two Alphas and at Mikey. He looked at Pete and sighed.

"This..."

He gestured at the other three.

"…cannot happen right now or we are all dead."

Patrick reached out and grabbed Mikey, pulling him back away from the Nightmare, putting himself between them as Frank growled at him. Mikey whined reaching out for Frank. Pete shook his head.

"Uh uh little man...back up."

He looked at Mikey.

"And you need a cold shower."

Frank glared hard at Pete, his head felt really foggy and he just wanted Mikey back. Patrick was in the way though, Mikey was reaching towards him but Patrick was shushing him and trying to keep him behind him. Mikey's whining was increasing and sounding more distressed. Gerard rolled his eyes.

"Oh for Satan's sake..."

He knew that there was one surefire way to break a pheromone pull like the one that Frank was in, and that was to replace it with another. He stepped over in front of Frank, took the Nightmare's face in his hands and kissed him as deep as he possibly could. Frank didn't entirely comprehend what the hell was going on but it wasn't right, something in the furthest corner of his mind screamed that something was not right here. Mikey's heart sank when he saw the Alpha being kissed by another. He wailed as he sank to his knees sobbing. Gerard let go of the Nightmare and turned toward the Prince. He walked over, ignoring Pete and Patrick's growls, and dropped to his knees in front to Mikey.

"Hey Mikey?...look at me...."

Mikey's eyes were full of black tears brimming on his lower eyelids.

"You took my Alpha away."

Gerard sighed and concentrated on giving off one of his own pheromones...an anti-attraction scent that he hated to use normally for obvious reasons, and because he usually got sick afterward...but in situations like this it could tame another's pheromones to a more manageable level.

"Breath deep Mikey...you'll feel better."

Mikey was trembling, but did what he was told. In a matter of minutes his eyes started to clear up.

"Wh-What happened? Gee?"

Mikey was really dizzy and started to fell over. Gerard caught him.

"Easy sweetheart, you'll need to r..."

He swallowed, feeling nauseous.

"You'll need to rest for a...a while."

Patrick reached out and took Mikey from Gerard, raising an eyebrow at whatever the Incubus had done. Gerard flopped sideways to sit on his ass on the floor...he was pretty sure he was going to throw up. Frank shook his head as it finally cleared up. He looked at Gerard and he looked kind of green. Frank frowned and grabbed a pail, crouching behind Gerard and holding the pail in front of Gerard in his lap. He'd deal with what the Incubus did later.

"I think I need to..."

Mikey started to pass out. Gerard mumbled something in the general neighborhood of "thank you", then threw up all the weird stuff he'd eaten at the party. Patrick looked at Pete.

"They are fine, I think, let's get him back to his room."

"We can't just leave them here...Gabriel will skin someone if he finds them out of their rooms."

"Well what are we supposed to do? Mikey is our responsibility, not those two. Besides, maybe he'll skin that idiot. Neither of those two can open the seals that were on the doors. He can. Just blame him for it."

Patrick rolled his eyes.

"Plus only one of them is out of his room that isn't supposed to be and he can probably get back in just as easily as he got out while the seal is down."

Pete considered this for a moment, then nodded.

"Yeah, ok, let's get Mikey to bed."

Patrick nodded and lifted the Prince up a little further to help him out of the room, leaving the Incubus, the Nightmare, and the unconscious Devil behind. Gerard groaned, he hadn't thrown up that bad since he'd fed off that asshole who it turned out was already dying of some horrible and gross human blood disease.

"Remind me to never do that again.”

He mumbled to no one in particular. Frank grumbled and when he was sure the Incubus wasn't gonna throw up again he set the bucket aside.

"How you feeling?"

"Like shit!...there's more than one reason we don't do that very often."

"Good."

Frank grabbed him by the throat and growled threateningly.

"Don't you ever fucking kiss me again."

He shoved Gerard away and looked at their problem on the floor.

"Now what the fuck are we gonna do with that?"

"What? No, I didn't mean..."

Gerard sighed.

"Never mind. Ok, so maybe we could drag him out of the room, then we both go back to our own rooms and hopefully Gabriel will never even know you left yours."

"Even if we do that, he's unconscious and the seal on your door is broken. And he will squeal the second he wakes up."

Gerard frowned.

"Well what do you suggest?"

"I don't know, I know what I'd like to do to him but I don't think it would help. It'd probably just get me killed."

Gerard chuckled.

"What would you like to do to him?...maybe if we work together we could get rid of this asswipe."

"Give him a dream he'll never recover from. Drive him a little mad and send him screaming so he won't come back. The thing with that is only a Nightmare can do that, and in case you hadn't noticed I'm the only Nightmare here. If this is Gabriel's pick and I fuck him up I get sent to the proverbial gallows. Do you see my problem here?"

Frank looked at the Incubus. Gerard nodded.

"Yeah, I see what you mean. Well can you put other things in his head?...like a sudden and overwhelming desire to go visit his great aunt in a different realm or something?"

Frank tilted his head and looked at him for a minute.

"Yeah, I can get in people's heads and do whatever I want, it's a lot easier to twist and break it though. I need time to do something like that, and energy I don't think I have. I don't Shadow Walk through magic barriers I'm not supposed to that often and it takes a lot out of you."

Frank looked at the passed out demon.

"That fucker knew how to block me, that's not a common knowledge kind of thing and I don't like it."

"Hmm, well...hey, neither you or I can break the seals Gabriel put up...right?"

"Obviously not or we wouldn't have been stuck in the first place. What are you getting at?"

"Well, if we couldn't break them, then it could only have been dickweed here..."

Gerard pointed at the still unconscious Devil.

"And if we are still in our rooms when Gabriel or whoever turns up, then we can't be blamed, cause it couldn't possibly have been us."

"Ok but then who knocked this dumbass out and why?"

"How are we supposed to know that?...we weren't there."

Frank raised an eyebrow at him. He glanced back at the Devil. He went over to the door and peaked out into the hall, there were plenty enough Shadows.

"How far away from your room do we want him?"

"I don't know, a couple of hallways away should do it."

Frank nodded, and grabbed a hold of the Devil.

"Dim the lights or something, I need more Shadows than this to work with if I'm taking him with me."

"You can do that?"

Frank sighed in exasperation.

"Yes, it's easier when they are conscious and willing but I can get him out there and be back here quickly enough, I have to go through your wall to get back to my room because that's where the barrier is the weakest."

"You know what?...and if you ever tell anyone I said this, I'll pummel you..but that's actually kind of impressive."

"It's the same as Shadow Walking on my own, just manipulating the Shadow to cover more surface. As long as I'm hanging onto the person I can hide them."

Frank rolled his eyes, for someone who supposedly knew all about Nightmares, Gerard didn't seem to know all that much.

"I'll be back in a second."

Frank sighed and pulled himself and the Devil into the Shadows that were there seeing how the Incubus wasn't going to be helpful at all. He pushed through the wall and clung to the Shadows at the edges of the hallways. He dragged the stupid unconscious Devil as far down the hall as he could and dropped him on his stupid head out in the middle of the hallway before running back to Gerard's room and closing the door to lean against it.

"You ok?"

Gerard asked Frank as he pushed himself up onto his feet...he was starting to feel better now.

"Yeah, I'm good."

Frank nodded and looked at the wall he had to go back through. Gerard looked at the wall, then back at the Nightmare.

"You heading back to your cellnow?"

He asked with a half smile and a roll of his eyes.

"Do I really have a choice if I want to live?"

Frank sighed and glared at the wall.

Gerard sighed.

"No, probably not. Hey, Frank?"

"What?"

"You're not so bad...for a Nightmare."

Frank raised an eyebrow at him.

"I'm beginning to really question your knowledge of us, but thanks I guess. Suppose I could the say the same to you, Incubus, except you kissed me and I'm unimpressed with that...so I don't know, we'll see."

Frank stepped over toward the wall, mentally preparing himself to push back through that stupid barrier.

"Hey, you do know why I kissed you...right?"

"No, it's not ok either way though."

Frank turned and frowned at him.

"You were going to get yourself killed if I didn't break the pheromone pull you were under...but if you would've preferred that, then I won't save you next time."

Frank looked at Gerard in confusion. The foggy brain feeling made more sense now.

"Aren't you slut demons supposed to fog people's brains up, not break the spell?"

Gerard rolled his eyes.

"To quote you...I'm beginning to really question your knowledge of us..."

He smirked.

"We deal with attraction and repulsion...we can bend both to our will. Oh, and we prefer sex demons to slut demons...if you insist on not using our true name."

"Same difference."

Frank muttered, losing interest in talking to the Incubus quickly. He looked at the wall again and stepped into the Shadows, disappearing from Gerard's sight to push through the barrier, back into his 'room'. He wrinkled his nose, while he probably should thank Gerard for saving his life at least, he was not about to condone the method. There is always another way.

"Well, I tried to be nice..."

Gerard muttered before looking over at the door. He suddenly realised what a precarious position he was actually in now; the barrier spell was broken and when Gabriel came back, or one of his minions, Gerard would be in danger of getting his head ripped off if he couldn't explain. He huffed as he sat down on the bed to think. After a minute, it came to him.

"Perfect!"

He said with a grin before laying down on the soft silk sheets and closing his eyes.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how's you?

So this fic is really fun for us to write, and a first for me in that I've never written a threeway fic before...I've written threeways, but that's different ;)

Until next time...PLEASE COMMENT and peace out babies!
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