Year 2403.

Life on earth has changed completely after a long consecutive war which ruined most of the resources on and inside this planet, Earth. In return, the population of the human race has drastically declined and many struggle to keep the numbers up. The world we once knew which was filled with life and hope is now full of barren dry lands. Cities that once stood tall and modern are broken and covered with sand; like a ghost town, abandoned and beyond repair.

It's dangerous to leave the Dome. Within this safe haven lies most of the survivors of the war and calamity. A population of two million and growing seeing that the government continue to promote the Omegas and Betas to find a mate. Now that the war is over, they can now focus on rebuilding the new world and hopefully they will find a solution in reviving the Earth. They do have resources within the Dome. With the glass like shield over their huge city, it protects them from any massive heat or the acid rains. Most of the time from sandstorm, and as a benefit, inside the Dome, it can also generate its own rain clouds when necessary. The outside of this safe haven is probably doomed but at least they're trying to preserve themselves here, giving them time to find an answer in saving or reviving Earth.

That's the reason why Arthur I. Kirkland is eager to obtain his Degree in Bioengineering. It was unusual for an Omega to push through University since students in his age, especially those whom graduated from High School, decide to settle down after finding an Alpha, then they continue on with their domesticated life. However, Arthur is no ordinary Omega. Unlike any other, he put his focus in saving mankind and the planet as a whole rather than become a full time breeder. Logically, he's searching for a way to contribute in his society that would continue on for longer than a lifetime. Making a child to grow the population can only last for a few years, everyone will grow old and die eventually and then what? Mankind will continue to live in this snow-globe-like city, like a caged bird.

"I've told you many times to quit that madness." Arthur's father blurt out once again as soon as Arthur step out from his room with his school bag. He's a lawyer, a respected man and known for his skills. But to have an Omega for a son who refuse to submit to an Alpha gave him unimaginable embarrassment. It didn't help about the fact that in this family, all of his brothers, even his younger sister are Alpha which leaves Arthur as the odd one out. Whenever his father look at his other children, he sees pride in his eyes but when he looks at Arthur, you can see the disappointment. Needless to say, his mother love him and give twice of it to fill Arthur's heart.

"I'm going." Arthur said even though he knows that his father will only snarl at his remark. His mother bid him a good day anyway and that alone is enough to give him confidence. Today will be his first day in the University! And it was a thrill to know that in his University there are other Omegas who studies for the future. Good for them to choose a better path rather than acting as a breeder, then again, there many young ones who decides to be more practical these days. Unfaithful Alphas are not uncommon in this scarred society and so if you're an Omega who went to marry off an Alpha after High School, what will happen then to you if they have grown tired? There will be no future for the said Omega, just worry and fear. It's best to come prepared! Not that Arthur plans on settling down anytime soon, actually having a family of his own never crossed his mind.

"Arthur!" Lovino quickly approach the Briton and next to him is his brother, Feliciano. Both are planning to finish their degree in Biochemistry and surprisingly they have the same plan as Arthur. A better future, to save nature. "It's our first day and yet it feels like we're being cornered already." Lovi said and then click his tongue as they enter the building. It's not surprising really since the University is built to cater to Omega, Alpha, and Beta. It's not like high school where they're designated different schools according to their category. Arthur met Lovi and Feli in the Omega High School since both of them are also Omegas. "I just fuckin' hate the way they stare at us." Lovi is talking about some cocky Alphas. They're always like that, acting as if they own the place as they flaunt their huge egos. "I heard that the school opened a newly built dormitory for Omegas." Arthur's eyes lit up. "It's near the clinic and the walls can contain the scent if ever we go into heat. It was built by the government itself to protect us." That's right, Omegas are treated well in this society just because they can breed, and being in this near apocalyptic world, Omegas are like rare gems, nothing more. "We should move in." Feli added.

"I bet it will cost a fortune." Arthur said bitterly as he check his schedule. "Si, but it's free. There are only a few Omegas in the University, Arthur. And because of that, they want to accommodate independent Omegas like us with their best effort. We can stay on the same floor." If that's the case, it would be nice to move closer to his school since commuting is a bit painful especially if his brother, Scott, couldn't pick him up. But the question is, will his father allow him? "I should head to class." Arthur said, checking his wrist watch. "I'll see you two later this lunch." And with that, Arthur left to attend his first class which is Biology- to his dismay, everyone is the room are Alphas and Betas.


Dark skies, riddled with satellites, so cloudy from the fumes of the past, but on the nights after a storm would rage over the dome, the sky shown bright with lights of the exploration and technological advancements of their past. Of course they still used these since the tech worked well, preserved in space, but cluttered. It was hard to make out where Mars was, even on the clearest of skies they would have.

Space had become something of a mystery to them, scrapping exploration as their home world crumbled to the temptation of war and the greed of resources. There was days, on the calendar from the primary electoral government that the 'night sky' would be seen. This 'night sky' was nothing more but an image, moving like a well made movie to seem realistic. It was broadcasted over the panels of the dome so that they could see something to remind them of the past. However, of the two million who lived within these walls, who had ever truly seen the night sky before the calamity? Who had ever seen it not riddled by satellites?

To some living within the walls, the idea of ever leaving the dome was pointless. A false advertisement and a quick landing to death. Those who have ventured out come back speaking of wastelands. Crypts of bodies, now bone and dust. Old technology left behind as memories, acid rain cutting deep into strong structures once build to withstand even the penetration of a bomb. A nightmare. The horrors seen always overshadowed the goodness of any of the exploration trips out to Earth. Grass regrowing. Bugs being seen, trickling waters- fresh! The Earth was healing, but the humans who had once harmed it so, localized to one spot, only caring for one spot on her glorious body. Some felt like this wasn't helping their mother planet heal at all, but a selfish attempt to keep and sustain their own lives rather than where they lived. Some believed the Earth felt betrayed, that the Earth was living, conscious of them. Some believed that this is what their God or gods would wish for, protecting themselves, their children, and their neighbor. Human lives first, and thus, breeding to rebuild the population and only then could they stand a chance to heal the Earth.

These complications were Alfred F. Jones' life. Many times he was at hearing for this subject, religion, or sciences. Ideal or being rational. This was how he was raised, but always to where he had his own say. Or it was that way until a knock came on their door when he was a bright thirteen year old. Smiling faces congratulating him for being chosen, a happy mother and father, and brother who latched on his arm, worried.

For two years Alfred was sent away to the capital, when he came home, he was to have been set on his decisions of life, his place in the dome and where his family would begin with his matched. Yes. A chosen, a rare thing actually considering his family life and genetics. That's why they kept him for so long, studies, teachings, Alfred learnt much at his time in the Capitol, however when he returned, he was just as bright eyed and sweet as he had left. His normal schooling continued, as if nothing had changed.

Today, he stood outside the University that had been chosen for him based on his test scores. He scratched the side of his wrist where a scar in the mark of a chosen Alpha was. Only those exceptional were chosen for genetic and bio-recreation. Sadly, it did throw some tension as he got older.

"Oh man!" Alfred's ears perked up at a familiar voice. Right! He went to highschool with that lot of Alphas scouring at the gates. He started over, listening to the conversation so he'd have something to input in on. "Look at those fuckin' hips! Can't you see, a few kilos extra, swollen, begging for me to ease the heat." The speaker whistled. "God, I bet them Omegas get all sorts of hyper-sexy when pregnant."

"This campus sure does have a ton of them this year too. The rosters say almost 3 for every class!"

"Paydirt boys, we're gonna have us some lunar babes- What are you doing here?" The boy caught a look of Alfred, the group of Alphas, mixed gender, turned to Alfred, some of them frowned, some grinned a hello. "I thought precious Chosen get their own special housin', with their perfect God graced mates. Aren't ya a dad to some pups yet, Golden boy?"

Alfred raised his hands up. "At least I'm not like some sex deprived bloodhound preyin' on some obviously nervous Omegas. Shit, do ya see the little stars over there? This is our first mixed open setting like this. If you mount them, they're gonna crawl away and hide in that locked up dorm." He nodded his head to the high tech dorm in question. "Hard to get in, it's got an A.I. system."

The Alphas groaned and rolled their eyes.

"Yeah, is your sexy baby brother going to be there? I'd like to mount that bitch all night-"

"My brother is a Beta! Watch your mouth about my family."

"Right, precious chosen, don't talk bad about them or oh strike be down primal Gods of the Capitol."

Alfred clicked his teeth, he turned away. He could get better 'friends' than this group of lunar rubble. He walked his way over to his housing where his mother was, checking to see if everything was fit and perfect. Alfred was given a two bedroom, but instead of bringing his chosen mate, he brought his brother to the school, giving him the chance of an education that his family might not have been able to afford otherwise. "I have to go to class, Are you going to be alright mama?" The woman nodded and kissed her son's forehead.

"Are you sure this is what you want to do, dear? The Capitol has a spot all set up for you. Your lovely awaits-"

"I want to study. There's more to all this. That's what I've learned after all these years. We have a life here, we are learning to sustain it, great! There are intelligent members of society and since the rise of the Omega regularity movement, the integration is great! Everyone can be intelligent, let those who can, become sustaining here. Let those brave enough to seek the answers for outside... I want to help that. To bring our Earth back to rolling lands as the tales speak of. We're at two million now, growing rapidly from the breeding studies and respected reproduction rise.. We're going to run out of space, capacity. I'll work towards future."

A brave boy. He was always ready to state his case, loud and proud. He was bullied when younger, but nothing like that seemed to bother him much. His mother a strong Alpha, she bore weight on her shoulders like none other, a politician and bold to state her piece. His father was however, an Omega, as it would be since Alphas, even when female, are unable to carry. His father was sweet, but not a roll over. He was a tailor, creating and even dabbling in the sciences of fabric to help either enhance life, or ease the life of Omegas. Alpha pheromone embedded fabrics to ease heat seasons, soft fabrics that could repel scents and keep to a neutral tone for comfort. He was top of his field. Now, Alpha female and Omega male relationships were common, but for the couple to produce an Alpha male was rare. Commonly, another Alpha female would be birthed, or an Omega, or most commonly a Beta child.

"Hurry along, since you're determined." Alfred grinned to his mother, grabbed his bag and dashed out of his house towards the tall building of the University. He skidded and jogged along the moving floor to get to his classroom before the doors would slide and lock. Biology in the Living Sciences Wing, third lab- Alfred jogged in with his huge smile, looking around. The hologram skeleton in the corner was rotating, showing skin, tissue, muscle, bones then nerves of a typical Beta as it rotated. The clean walls were barren, ready to be filled with notes on their weekly studies, the seats two by two at tables with their syllabus scrolling on the screens that doubled as the desk.

Alfred looked around and took up a random seat, pulling close to the desk and pushing the syllabus to the side a little to bring up the class objectives. Ah. Preservation of life class. A requirement for Alfred, however, not one that he needed for his outlook on life. He wanted to preserve Earth, rather than the people in the dome alone. Sadly, talk of studying the Earth outside was hushed, seen as crazy talk of those who have grown ill from being within the solar walls of the dome. It wasn't like Alfred wanted to escape! He just believed that one day, they would need to expand, they had to plan for that day. Besides, it was a better use of his intelligence than sitting around with a chosen mate and breeding for the Capitol's will of having only the most intelligent and genetically adapt.

It kind of creeped him out a bit to be honest.