An: Hiya! So this is my first attempt at writing the A/B/O them and I kinda wanted to make it my own, give it a twist. I haven't written a lot of fanfiction. honestly this is my fifth? and only three are posted on my site. I have been messing around with a new writing style recently and I hope its readable! This idea sort of came to me during one of my I'm going to stay up late and imagine days. Anyways, I hope its enjoyable. Constructive criticism is always welcome! comments are welcome! anything is welcome! negative or positive! I like feedback.
"It is time Minato," said a rough voice behind him.
Cerulean eyes watched the five boys running around the sealed glass room, their laughter filling his ears event through the glass.
'Humanity's last hope', he thought. These boys would be humanities stepping stone. They alone would continue their lineage, ensure humanity prevented its own extinction.
For decades a virus had been raging war with mankind and was very close to winning; a virus nobody had found the cure for. It started as a fever, then organs would start to fail. The body would deteriorate before you were even dead. Only a small percentage of the population was immune to it, but they all knew they couldn't outrun the virus forever. Each day more of the naturally immune people were getting infected. It was only a matter of time before they were all wiped out.
Being a scientist had its perks though. He along with five other scientists had made a tough decision, a decision that could ensure humanity's future. NASA had been working on finding a planet that could sustain human life, and two systems away they found one. Planet-2943, named after the year they found it. After finding it they went through with the JINCHURIKI program. Presented by Minato Namikaze, he suggested a program that would genetically alter five children to adapt to the new planet. They had learned a lot about planet-2943. It had human life, or as close to human you could get. They had sent drones to investigate, scan, and gather details of the planet. What they found was intriguing.
The species was not technologically advanced. They had clans, lived in huts and thrived off the land. They had enhanced senses and superior strength, agility, sense and smell. They referred to themselves as alpha and beta. With that information, the scientists decided to make the omega. The knowledge they gathered on the species was vast, the alphas were the top of the chain on that planet. They had scent glands in three locations; the neck, wrist and thigh. Scents attracted mates, and betas were the ones that would carry children, though, from studies, it didn't seem like it happened very often.
The process of gathering their resources was long and hard. Many drones were destroyed. The species of planet-2943 were ferocious. Having technological drones on their planet made them even more vicious. Through hard work and perseverance they had gotten through it and had gathered blood samples, gland samples and planet samples. With them they prepared and altered the five children chosen to do the mission. The five children that would bear their legacies.
They cultivated the boys from birth, taught them how to control their omega pull, the ability to harness their scent. They learned to fight with weapons, and how to defend themselves. When the boys turned seven, it was time to send them off under the protection of an omega teen that would care for the boys on the new planet.
The holders of humanity:
Naruto Uzumaki
Gaara Sabaku
Kiba Inuzuka
Haku Yuki
Neji Hyuga
Iruka Umino
"You're stalling."
Minato tore his gaze away from the children and turned to look at the man. "Can you blame me Rasa? Our sons are leaving," Minato replied lowly, the pain showing in his cerulean eyes.
"It's for humanity," Rasa said as he walked past Minato and rapped on the glass connecting to the room the children were in. Five heads turned towards his direction, all wearing small frowns. They knew it was time. "Iruka is strong, he was our first omega. He will take care of them Minato."
Minato scowled at the man. "That does nothing to sooth me Rasa. Just give me five minutes alone with Naruto."
Rasa looked over at Minato and nodded his head in consent. "Five minutes, the shuttle will wait no longer than that." Rasa replied, he walked over to the metal door connecting the room to the hallway and brought his keycard up to the control panel; after a quick scan the doors slid open. "Come children, its time."
All five nodded at him grimly but came out to the hallway nonetheless. Minato watched as Rasa turned and began walking, the children following him dutifully.
"Naruto! Hold on, son." He called out. Naruto stopped and tilted his head to the side, his long blond hair falling to the side.
"Yes daddy?" he asked shyly.
Minato walked over to his son and bent down. "I need you to keep your head that way for just a second, okay son?" reaching into his lab-coat pocket he pulled out a syringe filled with a red liquid. Naruto didn't ask any questions, but he bit his lip. He hated needles.
"Listen Naruto and listen closely." Minato began as he reached for the medical tape covering his son's neck gland. "This is going to make you better, stronger. You will be different from the others, ok?" At his sons small nod he ripped off the medical tape and positioned the needle at his son's gland. "You are to protect your brothers. Protect yourself. Do you understand?" he asked.
"Yes daddy." Naruto whispered. He whimpered when his father inserted the needle into his gland and released the red liquid. It burned.
"I can't tell you everything you need to know, but you will understand how different you are when you get to where you're going." Minato said. Reaching into his pocket again he grabbed medical tape and tore a small piece off. "Keep these covered at all times. Whatever you need to use to get it done do it."
Taking a deep breath, he nodded as his father put the tape over his gland. Confusion worked its way onto the tiny face. "Dad…you're sick?" Naruto asked brokenly, tears beginning to gather in his wide cerulean eyes that were boring into his dads.
Minato smiled weakly and ruffled his son's hair. "You really do have good senses, kiddo. Now, come on. It's time to go." Leaning down, he lifted his small son into his arms, chuckling when Naruto wrapped his legs around his waist and held onto him with a death grip. "I'm fine son, don't you worry about me" he said gently, walking to the hangar where the shuttle was.
They arrived within the five-minute span and Minato instantly led Naruto into the large shuttle. He sighed as he noticed the other boys strapped into their hyper-sleep tubes, all already under. Minato walked over to one of the two empty tubes and pushed Naruto in. These tubes would save them; they contained everything they needed to survive; clothes, weapons and even food, enough to last until they could find some on the new planet.
"You're going to sleep for a while, Naruto. When you wake you will be somewhere new, and things will be different. Just remember what I've told you, and hold onto it," he said as he strapped his son in. Reaching into his pocket he pulled a photo out and slipped it inside his son's hands. "I love you son. Be strong." Leaning down he kissed his son's forehead gently and stepped away, hitting the button to close the tube and engage hyper-sleep.
Naruto looked down at the photo and smiled. "I love you too daddy," he whispered as his world went black.
"I will protect him with my life Minato. All of them," said Iruka from behind him. Minato turned and glared at the chestnut-haired male. "And you will teach them?"
"Everything. I swear it."
"Get in your tube, I'll put you under." Iruka nodded and went to the tube on the wall next to Naruto's and climbed in, strapping himself up. Brown eyes locked onto cerulean. "He will be safe," he muttered to Minato.
Nodding his head brusquely to the brunet, he hit engage button on the tube and watched as Iruka was put under. Clenching his fist, he walked out of the shuttle, his blond hair whisking back and forth as the engines started and the shuttle door closed. He glanced over to the other parents who wore steely faces and tried to meet their eyes.
But he couldn't.
Falling to his knees, tears seeped out of his eyes. "God forgive us," he whispered.
He had dreamt, just like his father had told him. The most random things at times, but a few times of his father, the virus, the red shot. Out of all the dreams he had though, the one he was currently having was the weirdest. Everything was black. But it wasn't the blackness that was weird, it was the feelings. The sounds. At first it was alarms. Then a shockwave. Falling. Endless falling. And then choking. Only he really felt it, like his lungs were burning.
Cerulean eyes shot open, hands instantly going up to his chest he took off the straps restraining him. It wasn't a dream. His eyes were too blurry to see so he felt on the edges of the tube. Got it.
Quickly he pulled on the lever and the tube door shot off and a brush of air filled the tiny compartment. Sitting up, he took in several deep breaths. His lungs were burning. As his eyes cleared and focused he realized three things, one, he was laying on his back, two, it was extremely dark, and three, he was under tree cover, if the leaves falling over him was anything to go by.
Grabbing onto the side of the tube he pulled himself up, groaning as he did so.
A forest. He took a sniff of the air hoping to pick up everyone's scent, disappointment consuming him when he didn't.
"Where are you guys," he murmured quietly as he forced himself to stand and climb out of the tube. Bending down, he checked the compartments. He grabbed a set of clothes and a sword and got to the task of dressing, which was a lot harder as he noticed his body had changed drastically. What used to be short legs were now long and lean, leading to curvy hips and a lean chest. Not to mention his hair! It seemed it had been the most to change as it now hung down to his calves in long silky strands.
This posed more questions. How long had he been under? And where was everyone? A frown marred his delicate face as he stared down at himself. What on earth were those scientists thinking when they put a form fitting sleeveless white shirt and pants in the compartment? It was like flaunting a body.
Bending down again he grabbed the only pair of boots from the compartment and finally the sword.
As he slipped on the boots his mind was reeling. There was something really important he was trying to remember. Looking down at the tube he noticed a piece of what looked like paper. Picking it up, he looked at the man on it, the simple action drawing bits and pieces of memories back to him.
"This is going to make you better, stronger. You will be different from the others ok?"
"You are to protect your brothers. Protect yourself. Do you understand?"
"Keep these covered at all times. Whatever you need to use to get it done do it."
His glands! His scent! How he couldn't smell the sickening sweet smell was beyond him. Reaching down to his discarded tattered clothes, he used his canines to make small rips. After successfully tearing off three strips he tied one around his neck gland, one on his wrist and one around his thigh over his pants.
He should have known it was too late though. His enhanced hearing could pick up the sound of twigs breaking, the crunch of leaves under boots. He could smell at least six scents, one was vaguely familiar, but it was so warped by another he couldn't distinguish it. With another sniff he noted the mysterious scent was one of the six.
His heart pounded as he felt them near, and without thinking he gripped the hilt of the sword tight and ran with the six hot on his trail. It was so dark it was hard to navigate, and there were quite a few times he stumbled on a root here and there in the forest, but he couldn't stop; he refused to be captured. The chase stayed on for a while, neither he nor the other six on his tail tiring. It was exhilarating in a way, after so long of being asleep. His muscles felt like they were on fire, but in a good way, and the cold breeze flowed through his long hair, raising goosebumps on his skin. It was a welcome change from the sterile environment he was used to.
As children they were always in the lab, never able to go outside and see the world. And here he was, on a foreign planet. Outside.
He wanted to take everything in. First, he had to lose whatever was following him or worse whoever. His body was beginning to tire though, after so long of disuse. Dropping his sword, he slowed to a stop and bent over, hands gripping his knees. He drew in a series of ragged breaths.
"God this can't be happening," he rasped, his voice seeming to echo through the trees. His nostrils flared as the strangely familiar to him grew closer.
He wouldn't be able to outrun them.
Closing his eyes, he took one more ragged breath and stood up straight. He didn't want to fight. His mind drifted back to the words his father said.
"I can't tell you everything you need to know, but you will understand how different you are when you get to where you're going."
A part of him felt that difference. Something inside him was tearing to get out. It was like his scent was bubbling under his skin. Biting his lip, he untied the strips of cloth around his scent glands and concentrated. It was like a pull. If he just pushed-
"Naruto!"
Snapping his eyes open he turned and pushed with all he had, watching as the man buckled under the weight of his scent and let out a guttural cry. A growl was all he heard before a scent slammed into him, dropping him to his knees. He felt hot all over. What was this? A whimper left his lips as it got stronger.
"Submit."
He couldn't understand the language, but he could sense it was a threat. He clenched his hands into fists and fought back, his scent expanding to the others, dropping them to their knees.
"Naruto, please stop!" the man screamed.
It was tearing him apart. Using his scent like this hurt, physically and mentally. He felt something running from his nose and drip onto the ground. Cerulean eyes focused on it. Blood.
"Subdue him!"
A cry left Naruto's lips as he hit the ground, his knees finally giving out. He could feel his pull retracting. His chest was seizing- something weird was happening to his body. It was burning, making him ache all over.
"P-please s-stop." Naruto whimpered out. His cheeks were flushed and his body was writhing on the ground. He could feel the scents fading. His body was still so hot though. He gasped when he felt a cool hand touch his forehead.
"It's ok Naruto, everything is going to be ok." He heard the man with chestnut eyes whisper. "Sleep," the soft voice commanded. Naruto calmed at the familiar scent. His vision was blurry and getting darker, but he could finally understand why the scent was so familiar.
"R-Ruka." He whispered before everything went black.
"What did Minato do to you Naruto?" Iruka whispered as he ran his fingers through his golden locks. He turned his head to look at the alphas behind him, all standing on their feet again, taking ragged breaths.
"What is he?" a deep voice asked from behind him.
"An omega, like me… Let's just get him to the settlement…" Iruka replied, a flush on his face as he gazed of the silver-haired alpha.
"Iruka we can't, his fucking scent…fuck. No omega can put alphas on their knees…" the silver haired man replied.
"It's too dangerous!"
"He will get attacked with a scent like that."
"We can't risk him coming and doing that again."
Iruka growled, shutting everyone up. He would use the only card he had then. "If you don't take him back. I won't be going back. Where he goes, I go."
A low grumble left the silver haired man's throat, Iruka could feel his scent lashing out in anger.
"Fine" the man spat. Walking over to Iruka he bent down and easily hoisted the blond into his arms. He stood and turned. "Let's go."
The feeling of a cold cloth on his head roused him from his sleep. He was sore. He groaned and cracked his eyes opened, and forced them to focus on the person before him. Chestnut colored hair, tied up into a small pony tail at the top of his head, Face still delicate even with the scar across the bridge of his nose. He seemed taller now, lean but fit.
"Iruka?" he asked, scrunching his face up at the sound of his scratchy voice.
"Heya kid, how are you?" Iruka asked gently.
"I've been better… where are we?" Naruto replied, eyes scanning the room. He tensed when they landed on the silver haired male, leaning casually against the wood wall. Fear was creeping up in his chest as his cerulean locked with the dark grey eyes of the man. He couldn't get a glimpse of the man before because it was dark, but in candle light the full view frightened him. He was tall, a trait that was evident even as he leaned against the wall. His spiky silver hair fell to the left of a hardened face and a thin vertical scar ran down his left eye, stopping right above his cheek. He flushed when he realized the man wasn't wearing a shirt. Broad shoulders. A narrow tribal tattoo started from the left pectoral and ran over his shoulder, circling his muscled arm. Naruto closed his eyes. This man made him uncomfortable.
"Flushing little blonde," the man murmured quietly.
Iruka disregarded the comment and smiled down at Naruto. "We are with the Uchiha clan… they uh…" he sighed, and Naruto got the feeling this was going to be a long conversation.
"Can I get some air, Iruka?" Naruto blurted out.
"Naruto… I'm not too sure that's a good idea. People heard about what happened last night..."
"Then have your bodyguard follow me, I just really need some air," Naruto hissed.
"He wants some air, Kakashi… will it be ok if I take him out?" Iruka asked the man.
Kakashi's gaze flickered back and forth between the two. "If he can control himself."
Iruka stood from his position next to the blonde and held his hand out. "Come on, just don't do anything crazy..."
Naruto opened his eyes and reached for the hand, letting Iruka help him up. This whole situation was so confusing. Why was Iruka awake? Why did he have a scar on his face when he didn't have one before? Where were his brothers?! His line of thoughts must have shown on his face, because Iruka pulled the blonde into a hug, wrapping his strong arms around him.
"I will explain everything, I swear… but first let's get you used to your surroundings," he said gently.
Naruto wiggled his way out of the man's grasp, frowning when the unfamiliar scent on him rose. "No offence…but, you kind of stink Iruka..."
A low growl could be heard from Kakashi, while Iruka let out low laughter. "I'll get to it, I swear, now come on!"
Naruto studied the room, as they left; it appeared to be a bedroom. Iruka led them into a hallway, and then into a large room with a fireplace. Finally, he opened the door and a stream of bright light hit his eyes, blinding him.
"It takes a while to get used to Naruto- the sun is different here… brighter."
Naruto reached out for Iruka's arm and gripped it tightly. He blinked a few times, as the man led them outside, his eyes going into overdrive as they tried to adjust to the light. Finally after a few minutes he could see.
Breathtaking.
That's how he would describe it. Instead of blue the sky was violet, a white sun beating against the planet in the horizon. He lowered his gaze and looked around the large clearing, confused by how different the world looked. Wooden cabins lined the outer edge of the clearing. It had to be a couple of miles at least, with over two dozen cabins. His breath caught as he looked at the trees behind the cabins. It was the forest from last night, he was sure of it, but he hadn't realized how alien it really was until he saw it in the light.
The tree bark was an ethereal white, the sapphire leaves and grass contrasting against it.
"It's really pretty, huh?" Iruka asked, smiling at the awe in the blonde's eyes. "So similar, yet so different. You know, while you're out I can take you to the falls. Maybe clean you up some?" asked Iruka with a laugh.
Naruto nodded his head softly. The breeze hit him and a sigh left his mouth. The breeze carried so many scents it made him feel dizzy and sick. He looked around and noticed people sitting on logs in the center of the clearing, laughing and eating around a campfire. He couldn't control the sudden flare of his scent, and unconsciously wrapped it around his body.
In a matter of seconds, all noise died down and everyone's eyes were on him. One set in particular stood out, wide and dark brown. He could see the man mouth something, but it didn't reach his ears at this distance, and when the man made a move forward pale arms encircled his waste and pulled him back into the broad chest of the man sitting behind him.
"Brother…" Naruto whispered, and moves toward him, but stopped when a hand shot out, gripping his arm.
"Naruto, we need to talk first." Iruka's harsh tone tore his gaze from his brother.
"I don't understand? Why are you awake before me? Why is Kiba awake? Where is Gaara? Where is Neji? Where is Haku!" he screamed. His chest hurt, his head hurt. All the scents were making him dizzy, and the unanswered questions were driving him nuts. Wrenching his arm from Iruka's grasp he looked at the man in disbelief.
"Who are you?" he cried, tears rolling down his soft cheeks. He shook his head violently. This was all so bizarre. They were trained to kill, to protect and restore. But here was Iruka, alone without the others, and seemingly happy along with Kiba. His other brothers were nowhere to be seen. He stepped away when Iruka tried to reach for him.
"Just… leave me alone!" he yelled. He looked past Iruka and noticed the silver haired male that was always around him. He was thankful at that moment that the cabin he had left rested on the tree line. A sudden knowing look passed through Iruka's eyes, but he was too slow to stop him. Naruto ran.
He ran as fast as his legs could take him. He needed to find Gaara and the others.
Kiba laughed at a joke one of the alphas told. They were sitting around the campfire, roasting a boar. He had heard something happened last night, but nobody went into details. He was about to open his mouth to reply to the joke but snapped it shut when a scent hit his nose. A scent he wouldn't forget. Shooting up from his sitting position his dark eyes caught the gaze of cerulean.
"Naruto," he whispered. His heart longed for his brother. He had thought he was dead. He took a step forward, hell bent on going to see him but was roughly tugged back by the alpha behind him. The alpha scent immediately hit him and calmed his racing heart.
"Don't," he demanded huskily.
"He is my brother!" Kiba shouted. His scent lashing out in anger.
A growl tore through the alphas chest and Kiba submitted, moving his head to the side to bear his neck. He calmed as the man rubbed his head against his neck, the alpha's scent washing over him. He looked to his brother and could see the confusion and the anger on his face. Then Naruto was running.
In a deadly direction.