Hannibal swung his axe embedding it in a reasonably tall man's chest, killing him before he even hit the floor, blood poured from the wound staining what was left of his formerly white shirt. He pulled the axe back ready for another swing but never came, the battle was won. Vikings beat the Saxons again, just for a change. The village looked like it had been mid celebration when they attacked. Well that's over then. Hannibal thought to himself. Pretty much everyone in the small village was dead, with the exception of ten or so men and women, mostly beta's who would be taken back as slaves. Most of his men had started going through huts taking whatever wasn't nailed down and pulling up what was. Hannibal turned to Zeller.

"Let's go help ourselves shall we Zeller?" Hannibal gave a small grin as Zeller nodded his face covered in spots of magenta blood. It was warmer in the south of England than back home and Hannibal didn't like it, he would be happy to go home. First though looting. The pair went around kicking in doors and helping themselves to gold and silver and generally anything they liked the look of. Hannibal and Zeller reached the last house on the side of the village they were going over personally it was a little smaller than the others but still it needed searching. Zeller kicked down the door while Hannibal gathered the back of ransacked items over his back.

"Oh God!" Zeller exclaimed in a somewhat needy voice as Hannibal entered the room. There chained to the wall was a young boy covered in dirt curled up on the floor. The child couldn't have been older than sixteen, Zeller growled slowly and took a step towards the child but Hannibal grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

"Come now Hannibal. You can smell him...he's an Omega." Zeller pleaded

"No!" The boy didn't look up just stayed in place like the two men had never entered. Zeller was a weak Alpha and so the second his nostrils filled with the boy's scent he wanted him. However, Hannibal was a pure Alpha, all of his predecessors has been just like the next leader would be. Hannibal turned and dragged Zeller out behind him.

"No one is to touch the Omega. No one." He ordered still dragging Zeller. They made it over to the other Saxon villagers. A lanky man stood hunched over in fear, his fiery red hair covering his face.

"You!" He shouted pulling the attention of everyone around him. "Why is there an Omega chained in that hut?" The word Omega got the attention of every weak Alpha and beta present.

"Omega?" One of his men questioned.

"We stay away from him." Zeller informed with a hint of disappointment.

"Tell me!" Hannibal shouted pulling everyone's attention back to him and the redhead, who looked up.

"His father was a wise man, spoke other languages..." Hannibal snapped his fingers getting the man back on point. "The boy is the first male Omega born in a hundred years, he was to be a gift for our Lord Crawford, our village leader, upon his return from meeting the King. This is what our celebration was for." Each word was more terrified than the last, his eyes falling back to the blood stained grass.

"Where is this leader then? This Lord Crawford." The redhead pointed over to the last person Hannibal had killed the axe wound in his chest had covered Crawford almost completely in magenta. Good! Dead by my own hand. He thought, his face donning the smallest of pleased smiles. Hannibal was angry underneath his calm stoic apprentice and something inside him snapped.

"Kill them all."

It took a moment but the men jumped to action fearing the consequences of not obeying their leader. Hannibal left them too it and went to the hut to free the boy, he knew he should have done it when they first found him but he didn't know how he men would react, he decided that he had done the right thing.

Upon re-entering the room, Hannibal was surprised that the boy had not moved, not even an inch. He looked around and found a key hanging on the other side of the dark room, he knelt down beside the boy and reached to unlock the chain. He jumped back away from Hannibal.

"Shhh, its alight I won't hurt you. I just want to unlock the chains." Hannibal spoke as softly as he could. He allowed the older man to unchain him but refused to let Hannibal pick him up. The boy was thin and filthy, Hannibal's first though was right the boy was no older than sixteen and had most likely only just displayed as an Omega. The villagers had chained him to be a slave for a man who had fallen so easily in battle, such a man didn't deserve any Omega, let alone such a rare one. Such a beautiful one.

The Viking placed a hand on his chest and said. "Hannibal." The boy had dark curly hair that his bold blue eyes looked up through. He repeated. "My name...Hannibal." The teenager was puzzled for a moment then put his own had on his chest.

"Will." Will's wrists where red and scared he had clearly been chained for months. Most Omega's presented at fifteen so he could have been there all year. It was horrific, back home Omega's where treasured, never mistreated. It was an honour to become mated to an Omega, they were not treated as sex slaves, especially not one so young. Hannibal wanted to cuddle and care for the young Omega, his Alpha DNA kicking in making him want to protect. He gave a soft smile to comfort Will.

"Can you walk?" Will tried to stand but slipped back down to the floor, Hannibal reaching out to catch him. "No." Will mumbled as if it was his fault."

"It is alright, let me carry you." Reluctantly, Will let the Viking gather him into his muscular arms. Hannibal carried Will out the hut and back to Zeller and his other men. As ordered everyone was dead, some lying on top of one another. Will didn't know it but as Hannibal stood there before his men with the boy in his arms, Hannibal laid claim to him.