Hey, everyone. I decided to write a high school story because I just graduated from there one, and two I was inspired by other high school stories like Getting to Know You and The Beginning of Madness. But you don't see much of what Alpha's and Omega's are differentiated by. Most times its athletics but I want to take a different approach to it. In this story, Alpha, Omega, and Beta are races. Like Caucasians, Hispanics, and African Americans in our world. I'm going to explore the issues in today's society by portraying them in this story. You'll get what I mean as we go along if you haven't already. Without further ado, here is the first chapter.
P.S. I went with humanoid wolves for this story. They have fur and a tail but you can also see their skin.
[Humphrey's POV]
I awoke to the sound of my alarm. Sounded like something the military would use to signal an attack. I slammed my hand on the button on my clock to turn it off. I rose from my bed and walked to the bathroom, only wearing a t-shirt and shorts. I turned the light on in the bathroom and took a look in the mirror. My fur was matted, I had bags under my eyes, and there were these 'crusts' in my eyes. I sighed and turned on the sink water to wash my face. I would've showered as well but I normally wait until after I do some rigorous activity before I do so. It's not like I sweat in bed anyway. I went back to my room and got ready for the first day of school. I didn't want to try and impress. I just put on a t-shirt with a Yankees logo on it and some jean shorts. I grabbed my school bag and went downstairs. When I arrived at the kitchen Shima and Jerome were waiting for me.
"Morning son." I hated when he called me that considering I'm not his son, but we have to do it.
"Morning Dad."
"Good morning Bro!" Shima said to me whilst giving me a hug. She had Dark brown fur with Brown skin. She's 14 so she's just starting high school, while I'm 17 and going into my senior year. Oh yeah, another thing, she's not my actual sister.
"Morning Sis." I released the hug and she frowned at me.
"What no kiss for your sister?" I hated having to do this but if I had to make this work then so be it. I gave her a kiss on her forehead and she just jumped away happily.
"Better hurry up and finish getting ready! School starts in a half hour!" I yelled after her.
"I know! Give me a second, I want to look good." I rolled me eyes. She already looked good in my opinion. Athletic and she has a nice body. She hit puberty pretty early so her chest is pretty developed. She never told me officially what her size is but if I had to guess, I'd say she's a B cup and still growing. Don't tell me this is incest either because I already told you we're not actually brother and sister. Jerome looked at me intently as I grabbed a pop tart to eat.
"You still ok with all of this?" To be honest I wasn't but it needs to be done so I just roll with it.
"Yeah, whatever keeps me off the radar." I took a bite of my pop tart and he just sighed.
"You should know better than to lie to a cop." He walked toward the door and grabbed his car keys. "I'll be waiting outside for you two." He said before closing the door behind him.
I know what you're thinking. What gives? Why am I living with a cop who isn't my dad, and a female teenager who isn't my real sister? That's a long story and fortunately for you, it's something I'm willing to share.
It all started in middle school. I was in eighth grade and about to move up to high school. It's normally a happy time for most people. Well, not for me. My parents were both working tirelessly. They barely spent any time at home with me and I was left feeling lonely for the most part. No amount of video games, or extracurricular activities would satisfy the loneliness either. The day before the moving up ceremony, I was approached by a kid named Garth.
"Hey, you're Humphrey right?" I nodded. Garth was an Alpha and it surprised me that he was speaking to an Omega. "Do you want to hang out with my friends after school. We're going to get a softball game going." It seemed innocent enough, plus I was desperate for someone to hang out with.
"Sure, I'll play with you guys." I responded.
After school, Garth took me to a local softball field. Other people were already there warming up. One of the guys spotted me and Garth and looked a little angry.
"Hey Garth, what's this Omega doing here?" He said pointing at me with his bat.
"Calm down dude, he just wants to play softball that's all." The guy just scoffed and he brought everyone into the mound. He and Garth were team captains and they picked their teams. I was on Garth's team as it seemed like the other guy wanted nothing to do with me. Garth asked me what position I would prefer to play and I told him anywhere that I was needed. He was short on outfielders so he put me in left field.
The game went on as normal. I got a couple flyballs and I made easy work of them. I singled and scored twice. It was the bottom of the seventh and Garth's team was down by three. Bases were loaded with one out and I was up. The other team's captain was pitching. As soon as he saw me walk up he chuckled.
"Easy out guys, let's get the double play!" he called out behind him. I wasn't amused by his little shtick and I made sure I dug in more than usual in the batters box. The first pitch was a hard fastball that almost hit my face. The pitcher chuckled a bit. "My bad dude, my hand slipped." His facial expression told me that he did it on purpose, though. the second pitch was another fastball up in the zone. I put all my weight behind my swing and hit the ball. I stood and watched for a bit as the left fielder ran after the ball. He hit the edge of the grass, then the warning track, then the wall, leaped, but the ball was way over his head. I had just hit a walk-off grand slam. It felt good to put that guy in his place. Once I saw the ball clear the fence I took my trot around the bases. Garth and the rest of the team were waiting for me at home plate and as soon as I touched it they crowded me, giving me high-fives and pats on the back. The pitcher walked up to me with authority after the celebration was over, brought his arm back, and slugged me in my cheek. I dropped to the ground from the hit and he tried to come at me for more but his team was holding him back.
"What the hell was that Mega!? (Racial Slur for Omega) You think you're better than Alphas? Think again, you'll never be able to become better than us!" Garth stepped in front of him.
"That's enough! Quit saying those racist things. Humphrey may be an Omega but that doesn't make him worse than Alphas!" He yelled in his face. The pitcher just scoffed and got the other guys off of him.
"I'm going home." He grabbed his gear and left the field with some pep in his step. Garth reached out his hand and helped me off the ground.
"Don't mind him. He's not fond of Omegas."
"Clearly." I rubbed my jaw to try and sooth the pain a bit.
"Need something for that?" Garth asked.
"I think I'll be ok." I took my hand off of my jaw "Thanks, Garth."
"No problem dude." He packed up and got ready to go as well but he said one last thing to me. "If you want to hang out more, here's my number." He gave me a slip of paper with his number written on it.
"Sure thing."
For the next couple years, that's exactly what I did. I hung out more and more with Garth and his friends. Over that time, though, I realized what started going on. Garth and his friends wore matching clothing throughout our time together. He even got me to wear matching clothing. I was ignorant to it at first but I wised up my sophomore year. When we were hanging out at a park I asked him about my suspicion.
"Hey Garth, you're in a gang aren't you." Garth sighed. "Yeah, it's run by my dad, or at least he runs the part that's in this area. I kinda felt obligated to join at first, but then it grew on me. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't know how you would take it, being an Omega and all. I didn't want you to feel like you were playing into your own stereotype." I understood what he was saying.
"The other guys are a part of the gang too right?" Garth nodded. "You guys are with me more than my family will ever be, I'm glad that I hang out with you guys." I stood up from the bench we were sitting on. "And I want to join."
From that point on I was a member of the Runners. I was desperate for a crowd to hang out with and they accepted me with open arms considering I was friends with Garth. I did some odd jobs here and there like delivering packages to people. What were in them? I was told not to look. I didn't care either as long as I had a posse to go back to. Everything was going fine. As far as my parents were concerned I was just hanging out with friends. At the end of my Junior year, however, things went bad. I was called by one of the higher-ups to help with a job involving a bank. They said I had an easy job and to leave everything else to them. I went along for the ride and was told to just go in and try and locate where important items are like cameras and guards. Once I told them what I found out they told me to go back inside and to play along like I'm a victim. What that meant I didn't know. I did what I was told though and went inside the bank. A few minutes later the guys came in with their guns drawn, yelling at everyone to get on the ground. I did as they told me and followed along. They found what they were looking for quickly, but they didn't have enough people to carry everything out of there.
"Humph, come help us!" They took to calling me Humph a while ago. I went to see what they wanted me to help with and they gave me a blue gym bag. "Carry this to the van we came in." I nodded but nearly dropped the bag which was extremely heavy. I put it over my shoulder and skipped as fast as I could toward the back of the bank. I was about to exit the back door when I heard someone yell behind me.
"FREEZE, STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" I didn't have to turn behind me to know that cops showed up. I picked up the pace and made it outside to an ally. I saw the van waiting at the end of it. The others were getting everything secured for a getaway.
"HURRY UP HUMPH! WE GOT TO GO!" One of them called to me. I quickened my pace even faster but the weight of the bag made me get off balance and I face planted into the asphalt. I looked up to see the van start driving off and cops coming down to my location. I felt someone grab my arms and put them behind my back. I heard one thing before I blacked out
"You have the right to remain silent."
When I came to I was in a cell. The bag that I was carrying was no longer in my possession. I had a bandage on my head from faceplanting into the ground earlier. When I touched it I was immediately punished by a blistering headache. I put both hands on my head and groaned in pain from it. I felt myself becoming dizzy from the pain as well. Someone talking snapped me out of it, though.
"You're finally awake." I looked up with blurry eyesight, but I could easily tell that whoever was in front of my cell was a cop. As my vision got clearer I could tell that the cop was an Alpha because of his light skin. He used his key to open my cell and I thought it was because I was being freed but that was not the case. "Someone would like to have a chat with you." I'm happy I didn't have any handcuffs on but he noticed that I didn't and motioned for me to come over.
"Do we have to do handcuffs?" I asked him he motioned for me to turn around.
"Sorry kid, it's procedure. Have to have these on during transport." He finished putting the handcuffs on me a bit tight but I wasn't going to push my luck and ask him to loosen them. He stood behind me and told me where to go. When we made it to what looked less like an interrogation room and more like an office he went in first, then motioned for me to follow behind him. I walked inside and immediately was brought into a hug.
"Humphrey, baby what happened?" That was my mother. Her hug was really tight and it irritated the cuffs on my wrists. When she brought her hand to my head I let out an audible 'OW!' She released me from her hug and gave me a good look over. "What did you get yourself into?" A question I wouldn't have been able to give a clear answer to. Another officer behind a desk was chatting with my dad.
"Officer Womack, can you kindly take the cuffs off of this young man? I assure you he will not be a threat." The cop who brought me here in the first place pulled out a key and took off the handcuffs. I was thankful that he took them off but he didn't seem so keen on it. "You're dismissed, officer." Officer Womack gave a lazy salute and walked out of the office. "Humphrey, if you can take a seat." I sat down next to my mom who was still looking me over and my dad was standing behind the both of us in between the two chair mom and I were sitting in. "Now Humphrey I brought you and your parents here because you got yourself into a sticky situation." I wasn't exactly sure how I was, but I figured I would figure it out throughout the conversation.
"Humphrey I'm sorry this happened but whatever the officer needs you tell him ok?" I nodded to my mom but something told me this wasn't an interrogation.
"Humphrey, do you know why you were arrested?" I thought back to the heist that the Runners tried to pull off.
"I was involved in a heist." The officer nodded his head slowly.
"That's correct. Judging by the clothes you're wearing, I assume you're a member of the Runners correct?" I looked at my red and black track shirt and red shorts. Red and black are usually associated with Runners.
"Yes, I am." I heard dad audibly sigh. It was clear he did not like the fact I was in a gang.
"I see. You do realize that you are a member of a drug running gang?" That was the first I heard of it.
"No, I wasn't." The officer nodded again.
"Did they make you deliver packages or money to others and told you not to look at the contents in them?"
"Yeah but I volunteered to do so, and what does that have to do with anything?"
"Humphrey, you delivered drugs and money to different members of the Runners. That heist you were a part of was an operation to get more money for their business." I was astonished I couldn't believe that I was so blind to what was going on behind the scenes.
"I see." I tried not to cry but tears were slipping out. "I'm going to jail, aren't I?" I said with my voice on the brink of breaking.
"Normally yes, but there are two reasons why we cannot. One, the Runners have people in prison who will carry out hits on people who give information to us about them. Two, I worked out a deal with your parents and they are willing to move you away from Sawtooth so you don't have to worry about the Runners anymore." I shook my head disapprovingly.
"No way. They wouldn't murder one of their own members." The officer leaned forward from his desk.
"I'm going to tell you reality son, these guys don't care about you unless you make them money. As soon as you become a threat to exposing their operation they'll kill you without a second thought." I was about to rebuttal that statement but then I remembered the crew leaving me behind. I thought that maybe he was right and that the only reason they were nice to me was because I worked and made money for them.
"Fine, I understand." The thought of everything just made me feel depressed. It seemed like no one in the world cared about me. my parents did but they are never around to show it. figures the only time they show up is to bail me out of trouble.
"We'll leave first thing in the morning. Thank you for your help officer Betsey." My dad came out from behind me and Mom and shook the Officer's hand.
"No problem Matt, and we're old friends, just call me Jerome." That's the first I've heard dad be friends with a cop. Mom pulled me out of my seat and lead me outside the station into the car. We sat there by ourselves for a minute until dad hopped into the driver's seat afterward.
"They're sending a car to patrol the street just in case." Dad said as he came in. he didn't start the car right away though which only meant that we were going to have a chat. "A gang? A freaking gang? What were you thinking son? What made you think that a crowd like this was a good one?" He spoke in a scolding tone but he wasn't yelling.
"They treated me like I was a member of their family. It was nice to have people to hang out with for a change." I saw dad get a scrunched up look in the rearview mirror when I said that.
"What do you mean Humphrey? Do you not hang out with friends."
"Those were my friends." I put my head down. "Until they abandoned me. Now I know how Shima feels." Mom and Dad shared a quick glance with each other.
"What do you mean you know how Shima feels?" I got a bit angry at that.
"I know what it's like to be abandoned and alone. It was horrible. Solitude is just a cold, dark place where all you can hear is your own heartbeat. When you're happy, no one is there to be happy with you. When you're sad, no one is there to comfort you. All you can do is bear the weight of your emotions alone."
"But you have us."
"Do I? You guys spend so much time at work that I barely get a chance to tell you about my day when I want to. When I'm upset you guys are never there to comfort me. It's like I'm living alone with an invisible butler who makes sure the kitchen is stocked yet I never see him around." They both looked dejected when I said that.
"You're right. We haven't been home a lot of the time, and that's going to change." Dad said.
"We want you to be happy Humphrey, and we will make sure that we do whatever it takes to make that happen." It cheered me up a little bit when they said that but I'll believe it when I see it.
"We love you, Humphrey." They said in unison. I chuckled a bit at the circumstance.
"I love you too guys."
We went back home and started packing what we wanted to bring with us. The house we're moving to has furniture already so all we had to pack was our clothes and material possessions. In the middle of packing, I heard the doorbell ring. I went to answer and what I was met with was one of the patrolling cops holding Shima by her arm much to her dislike. She was struggling to get out of his grip.
"Hey, it's alright, she's family." Not a total lie. She comes by so often she's like family. The cop looked at me and while he was distracted Shima freed herself from his grip and ran to my side, pulling me into a hug.
"My apologies, I had my orders. I was to make sure that no one disturbed your house."
"I get it, thank you for helping." The officer tipped his cap and went back to his car where his partner was sitting on the hood. They got in and continued their patrol. Shima looked up at me.
"Since when are your guys so important?" I didn't want to lie to her but I didn't want her to know that I was arrested to either.
"Since we're moving." She jumped out of her hug.
"What!?" She looked me dead in my eyes and was on the verge of tears. I already regretted not telling her the truth. "But, became friends with that group of people you hang out with." My eyes widened at that. The last thing I wanted her to do was to get mixed up in the same crowd I was mixed up in.
"Come inside." I let her go inside the house and I followed behind her, shutting the door behind me. "You shouldn't hang out with that crowd. Stay as far away from them as possible." Mom and Dad came downstairs right as I said that.
"Hey, Shima." Mom said. Shima just waved.
"Why?"
"They are not good people." I sat her down on the couch. "You see, earlier today I was…" I stopped when I heard a loud engine roar. It was an engine I recognized too well. I grabbed Shima and dove behind the couch. "GET DOWN!" I yelled. I saw mom and dad give me a confused look.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The sound of full auto gunfire was abundant in my ears. Glas from the front door windows started shattering. I put my head down and covered Shima's eyes making sure that neither one of us would get glass in our eyes. The gunfire continued for what seemed like forever before it stopped and the engine was heard speeding away. I made sure I couldn't hear the engine anymore before I looked up. The entire front of the house was in shambles. Broken glass from the windows was all over the floor. Not to mention, there was plenty of bullet holes. I looked down at Shima who was covering her ears and was visibly shaking. I shook her a bit to get her attention.
"Are you ok?" Her hands left her ears and she gave me a nod. I looked over to where my parents were standing and I couldn't see them. I saw some legs sticking out and I thought they were just in cover still. "Mom, dad, it's alright you can get out of cover now." I didn't see a response. I got up and walked towards the legs. As I got close I saw the torso, then some blood, then their heads. A hole in both of their foreheads only made me collapse. "NO! Why them!? Why!?" I was just about to give them a hug when the cops broke the door down and saw me hovering over my parents. I was full on sobbing when the came in and one of them had to pull me away.
"It's a crime scene now kid, you can't contaminate evidence." I was thrashing around, doing anything I could to get free from his grip. Another cop came over and escorted Shima out of the house as well. I broke free from the officer's grip and went to Shima. I held her close and used my body to block the scene.
"Humphrey? What happened? Where's your parents?" She tried to look behind me but I continued to block the scene from her. I didn't want her to see them. I tried my best to get a hold of myself for her.
"They're going *Sniffle* to be fine." I said with sadness all over my voice. The officer still escorted us out while another went to secure the scene. When we got outside there were people in front of their homes watching the scene unfold. It was at that moment that I just wanted to disappear. I didn't want anyone to see me, or Shima. If the stakes were this high, the less I'm known the better.
Shima and I were taken to the police station. My mind was racing as I kept blaming myself.
This is your fault.
You let this happen.
You should be ashamed.
It should've been you.
I just let the voices keep talking. Doing nothing to counter their words because, in my mind, they were true. I let this happen. It was me they were after, not them. I looked at Shima who was playing around on my phone. I let her use it while we waited for Officer Betsey to bring us in for a chat. A door opened from his office and he motioned for us to go inside. I nudged Shima and motioned for her to follow me. She put the phone on standby and followed me into the room. She took a seat in a chair next to me and Officer Betsey sat behind his desk.
"First off let me extend my condolences for your parents. They were, really good friends of mine and because of that they put me down as your guardian if they were to pass away." I looked up in shock. I couldn't believe what he was telling me.
"What about my aunts or uncles." He shook his head.
"When they got married and had steady jobs they cut themselves off from the rest of their family. Said they weren't going to be a good influence on you."
'At least they would've influenced me.' Was what I thought in response. I knew I shouldn't say it out loud, though. "What about leaving Sawtooth?" He leaned back in his chair.
"The police chief at Jasper just retired, they're looking for a replacement. I volunteered to take that position, but I can't commute 4 hours to Jasper for work every day. So, I'm, no, we are moving to Jasper." He looked at Shima. "Including Shima." Shima's face lit up.
"You mean?"
"Yup, I'm adopting you." Shima practically jumped for joy. She lived in an orphanage down the street from the house. I played with her one time when she was at the playground. Ever since then, she's been coming by the house just to play with me. "Your parents have been telling me how sweet she was and that I could use a child in my life. I was hoping to have one of my own but I'm widowed now." He looked at the ring on his left ring finger. "And this event only made me want to adopt her more." I assumed he was referring to the gang troubles that's been going on in Sawtooth lately. "Here's the deal. You guys are going to have my last name, and you both will be going to a private high school when summer is over."
"Why?" I asked him.
"Basically, we're in a modified form of witness protection. To make others believe we're a family, we're all going to have the same last name. We don't have to change our first names, though. The current story goes there were no survivors in the house and three bodies were found, you're parents' and your's." I didn't like the fact we were lying to the media but if it will help get the Runners off of our back then I supposed it was for the best. "As for going to a private school, your parents saved a lot of money while they were working. I'm talking enough to set you for life if need be. They requested that you go to a private school if they passed away as well as having the rest of the money be inherited to you when you're 21. Until then, I hold on to it and only dip into it when I have to pay for something you need that I cannot afford.." I knew my parents had good jobs and worked a lot, but I was still surprised that they made that much money. "So that's the gameplan if you don't have any questions, we leave tomorrow."
And that was that. We moved into a house in Jasper, Shima and I were considered sisters and enrolled in a private school, and I left all of my past behind me. Including my parents. All I wanted to do was forget about everything that happened and move on, but as much as I try to forget I always somehow have the memories come back to me.
Shima sat in the back seat of the car while I rode in the front. We were being driven to school by Officer Betsey, even though we could've easily walked.
"I got the approval today, you can continue doing airsoft." The only difference now is every time I want to do something I have to have it run by the police. Make sure the company is legit and no one from the Runners hangs out there. That was the first good news I heard all day.
"Hey, bro! We should try to take and elective together this year." It was something I was considering asking her if she didn't mind doing but that statement gave me the answer I was looking for.
"Sure, we'll sign up for one after school lets out." We pulled into the school's driveway and saw many people going to the school.
"Have a good first day at school guys. If anything seems suspicious call me."
"Alright, dad." Shima and I said in unison. Shima and I got out of the car and put our backpacks on. She's already halfway up the stairs before I'm ready to walk in.
"Hurry up big bro! Don't want to be late on our first day." I ignored what she said and looked at the front of the brown bricked school building.
'This is it. The start of my new life." I went up the stairs and inside the school, brimming with confidence.
A long intro I know. Not all chatpters will be this long but I'll try and make sure that each one will have interesting content. I'll try not to have to manny 'filler' chapters. Until next time this is ragmanthemadman signing off.