Alright people, here is the promised Alpha/Omega Coco AU ?
Warning! This will have graphic violence, attempted rape and major character deaths. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, then please don't read it.
For those who have decided to continue on, please read, review and enjoy ?
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Everyone has set ideas on how Alphas and Omegas should behave.
Alphas are strong, they protect their families and they earn the money.
Omegas pop out and care for the children, staying at home and obeying their Alphas' every wish.
And Betas did everything else.
Now, personally, I'm an Alpha and my Abuelita Elena loves that.
Another strong Alpha to carry on the Rivera name, to run the shop with the same discipline that she does, that Mama Imelda did.
I admit it… we seem like the perfect family, don't we? Made up of Alphas, betas and the only omega (Mama Coco), running a successful business where people came from far and wide to buy Rivera shoes.
But it wasn't always like this.
The Rivera family are the most unique family in Santa Cecilia, in the fact that music is not allowed… at all.
And it is that reason, that I believe I'm cursed. A music lover in a family that has banned music for decades.
And it all started a little under one hundred years ago.
Now, I know I already mentioned that Mama Imelda was an Alpha… well, she met the perfect omega (that's how Mama Coco used to describe him). She never told me his name, but the omega, the Papa… he was a musician.
When Mama Coco was a little clearer, she had such wonderful stories to tell about her Papa… how he wrote a song just for Mama Imelda in an attempt to show his love and adoration for her. How they would sing and dance as a family, with the Papa using them as his muses for all of his songs.
Omega's, back in those days anyway, were meant to stay at home and by good little home-makers…. But the Papa had a dream, a dream to share his music with the world, and Mama Imelda loved him so much, that she let him go, making him promise that he would return.
But he never did.
Mama Imelda was hurt by this betrayal, the knowledge that her omega had willingly left his family and abandoned his Alpha…. But I don't think she was completely angry though… other Alphas would have taken another omega and bonded with them in order to show just how little they needed to bad omega.
Mama Imelda never once considered bonding with someone else and remained loyal to him until the very end.
Instead, she made the decision to ban music from her home completely, not wanting her impressionable omega daughter to go down the same path as her Papa. She rolled up her sleeves and learnt how to make shoes.
Now, she could have made candy, fireworks or sparkly underwear for wrestlers… but she chose shoes.
And then she taught Mama Coco… and then Papa Julio, Mama Coco's beta husband…. And then all the grandkids got roped in!
And as the family grew, so did the business.
Music had torn her family apart, but shoes brought them all together.
Now Mama Imelda died long before I was born, but we still hear her story every Día de los Muertos… Mama Coco may not remember those stories as well as she used to, and she barely remembers her Papa anymore, but everyone else keeps Mama Imelda's memory alive.
"Hola Mama Coco!"
"How are you Julio?"
Actually… my name is Miguel. She might be confused, but she's still very easy to talk to… I tell her everything!
Like, I changed how I ran so that I went way faster!
Or my love of wrestling!
Or the fact that I only have a dimple on one side!
"Miguel, eat your food, you're as skinny as a pre-pubescent omega! In fact, you're almost a twig! Have some more!"
"No gracias."
"… I asked if you would like some more tamales?"
"S-S-S-S-Sí?"
"That's what I thought you said!"
Yeah…. There's a reason my Abuelita Elena is Head Alpha. She took all of her inspiration from the last Head Alpha, Mama Imelda, and runs the household in exactly the same
Which means that I even think about a song, all I hear is;
"No music!"
"No music!"
"No music!"
I'm a musician at heart and this is killing me!
I think we're the only family in the whole of Mexico who hates music! And the rest of my family is completely fine with this.
Not me.
The instant I'm allowed out, I head straight to the one place I'm not allowed to go… the plaza. I love running past the mariachi bands, tapping on the wooden figures of the Alebrijes and hanging out with Dante.
Dante's a dumb dog, but he's loving all the same.
Now I know I'm not supposed to like music, but it's not my fault… it's Ernesto de la Cruz's!
He's the greatest musician in all the world! And an Alpha, just like me!
"Here, in this plaza, a young Ernesto de la Cruz took his first steps to becoming the most beloved musician in all of Mexican history!"
He started out as a total nobody in Santa Cecilia, like me! But when he played music, he made people fall in love with him! And yeah, there was no official bonding with an omega, that anyone's aware of, but omegas loved him!
He starred in movies, he had the coolest guitar, he could fly, and he wrote the best songs ever.
But my personal favourite, is Remember Me.
"Remember me
Though I have to say goodbye
Remember me
Don't let it make you cry!"
All the music, the bright lights, the dancers!
"For ever if I'm far away
I hold you in my heart
I sing a secret song to you
Each night we are apart
Remember me
Though I have to travel far
Remember me
Each time you hear a sad guitar
Know that I'm with you
The only way that I can be!"
He lived the kind of life everyone dreams about…
"Remember me!"
… until 1942, when he was crushed by a giant bell during one of his performances.
I want to be just like him… sometimes when I look at De la Cruz, I get this feeling… like we're connected somehow! Like, if he could play music, maybe I could to!
If it wasn't for my family.