Title: Call to Power, Prologue

Author: Elgatoneun

Pairing/Characters: Caleb/Pogue/Reid/Tyler

Rating: MA

Disclaimer: I don't own The Covenant or any of its characters.

Spoilers: The Covenant movie

Summary: Everyone is drawn to Tyler, not everybody is happy about that.

Author's Notes: Slash and Het, language, sexual situations, dark themes, read at your own risk.

Prologue

He opened his eyes blearily, trying to orient himself to his surroundings. His head was still groggy, caught in the final snatches of slumber and dream induced images. His back was cold, and he couldn't move his limbs. He fought against panic as he came fully awake. He was in the chamber, laid out horizontally on something firm, surrounded by his brothers.

"Uh, what's going on? Why can't I get up?" he asked hoarsely, his voice still rough from sleep. He yanked his arm, some invisible force kept his wrist firmly in position.

Caleb circled him like a predator, black eyes gleaming with anticipation. He felt a frisson of terrified anticipation and shame. He was naked, restrained by his ankles and wrists like a sacrificial offering.

"Okay, joke's over. This isn't funny anymore, guys. Let me go now." His voice came out pleading, just shy of begging.

"This wasn't funny to begin with Baby Boy. And we're not letting you go until you deliver what you promise." Caleb's voice was thick with lust.

Tyler searched out Reid frantically. The blond was staring at him, gaze unwavering, as if he couldn't bear to look away.

"Reid, help me!" Tyler sighed in relief as Reid started moving towards him. He shivered involuntarily as Caleb's hand trailed teasingly down his chest. Tyler could feel his face flame when his nipples hardened in response.

There were twin gasps from Pogue and Reid. His dread heightened as he realized both of them were moving towards him with the same intent fascination that mirrored Caleb. He struggled futilely against the invisible bonds that held him immobile. He was no match against Caleb's power and he knew it.

"Fuck!" he yelled in frustration as he twisted his body. He was out of breath, his body flushed with exertion.

"Caleb, maybe we should just let him – " Reid was cut off by the twin dark looks of the older boys. Both of their eyes were black with power.

"You're free to leave, more for me and Pogue. But don't tell me you don't want it. You want it so bad, you're practically choking on it." Caleb chuckled meanly as Pogue knelt down by the by their youngest member and leaned over to suck at the pale throat on offer.

Tyler moaned, "Please …"

Pogue kissed him, swallowing the rest of his words with the wet heat of his tongue. Tyler shivered in pleasure, eyes closing involuntarily. He felt his mouth opening, lips parting in invitation wanting more. God, so much more.

"That's it, baby, open up for me. I'm going to make you feel so good. We're going to make it so good for you." Pogue interspersed his whispered promises with light kisses along the line of his jaw, hands caressing the sensitive nape of his neck. Every touch sparked a blazing trail of want that spiraled out through his body.

Tyler opened his eyes when he felt the kisses stop. Pogue continued stroking his neck tenderly with shivery soft caresses. Caleb and Reid looked down at him; Reid's hands were tightly fisted by his side.

"Reid, please." His voice wavered, sounded husky with unanswered want.

The blond flexed his hands, opening his fists. Even from this vantage point, Tyler could see the crescent-shaped indentations that marked his palms. Reid shrugged helplessly.

"Stop fighting it Baby Boy. We're not going to hurt you. We're going to take care of you. Don't we always take care of you?" Pogue's words were gently delivered, designed to calm and soothe.

Reid nodded dazedly repeating the words, "Not going to hurt you. Never hurt you, just going to take care of you." Reid gazed hypnotically at Tyler's naked body, as if he were as helplessly ensnared in this situation as Tyler. He motioned for Pogue to move over and knelt down close to face Tyler. Reid kissed him lightly, almost reverently.

"Do you trust me, Tyler?" Reid asked intently.

"I don't understand. Why are you guys doing this to me?" He whined pathetically, none of this made any sense.

"Tell me, do you trust me?" Reid's eyes desperately imploring Tyler to say yes.

Tyler looked at his best friend, his brother, and nodded affirmatively.

"Of course I trust you." Tyler said softly. He would do anything for Reid, for Pogue and Caleb. There was no question.