"The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom."

The tall nineteen year old looks out at the crowd around him with burning hatred in his bright blue eyes just as the noose is placed over his strong neck. He moves his head slightly to get his wheat blonde hair out of his face. Alfred knows the crowd wants blood and they won't settle for anything less, "Alfred F. Jones," The hangman calls out to the crowd, "You have been charged as a Rebel Omega."

The angry mob below lets out a barrage of hisses and boos as the man continues, "And since your Alpha cannot be found…we have reason enough to believe you have killed him or her as well."

Alfred can't hold it in any longer, "I never had one you fucking pig! I didn't kill anyone but if I did," He hisses as he mutters, "I'd finally kill that motherfucker Ivan."

The Hangman laughs, "Ivan? He's one of the most powerful men in this whole kingdom and you dare to threaten him?" The black clothed man chuckles, "He took in your sweet twin as his mate and this is how you repay his gratitude?"

If his hands weren't tied together he would be strangling the hangman, "Gratitude? Ivan abuses my poor brother to no end and you glorify him!"

"Shut up you fucking Omega." The hangman slaps Alfred hard across the face making the crowd cheer, "You are an Omega, your brother is an Omega and if you learned your place you wouldn't be about to hang on my noose."

Blood runs slowly down the side of Alfred's mouth, "I'd rather die for what I believe than live in your fucked up society and you can tell our precious king that I will save a place for him in Hell!"

Both men are unaware of the large carriage pulling up to the platform as the Hangman finally losses his patience and throws a brown sack over Alfred's head, "Our king is a great Alpha and tell the crowd any last words before you beg our great Almighty for forgiveness." A wicked smile grows on the Hangman's face, "Not that a Rebel like you would do anything but rot in hell."

Just as he's about to pull down the leaver and watch the man in front of him twitch in pain he stops wide eyed at the man stepping out of the carriage, "It looks like our great prince has come to watch your demise." The hangman quickly pulls back the sack so Alfred can see the crowd once more, "So will you say your last words to him?"

Alfred watches the shorter emerald eyed man slowly ascend the stairs, "I said I'll save a seat for your sweet brother in Hell oh great prince."

The prince gives him a smug laugh, "Really?" His voice dripping in a light British accent, "Is that so?" He turns to the blood hungry crowd, "I am sorry to say that no one will be executed tonight."

All look around confused but none more than the hangman and his victim, "But Sire this man is a Rebel who is believed to have killed a traveling Alpha."

The prince nods, "I have heard and it was not him and honestly I will not having you kill off my mate tonight." He says it with such easy that the Hangman actually backs away from the nineteen year old.

"My Prince…Arthur Sire I didn't not know…" The hangman shakes slightly removing the noose around Alfred's neck, "My deepest apologies please take him." He quickly gives his Prince Alpha a bow before quickly retreating.

Alfred has no choice but to follow the shorter man down the stairs and into the carriage, he waits until the doors are shut before he dares to speak, "I'm not your mate." His blue eyes narrow, "I'm nobody's mate."

Arthur lets out a sweet chuckle, "Yes Love you're welcome."

"Don't call me that…Sire." He mutters the last word, he was taught manners once and he knows enough that he was just saved by the high prince of the kingdom but, "Why did you save me? I'm just as they say a Rebel Omega."

"Yes," Arthur nods slowly looking at his new companion, "But I love a challenge and what better than a Rebel Omega?"

Alfred sits back slightly wishing he was still on the platform, "I'm a challenge huh? Well I hate to break it to you Dude but I'm not going to end up being a baby factory for a kingdom I don't believe in."

"I'm not asking you to be." Arthur quickly changes tactics, "What you said up there about your brother is it true?"

Alfred looks him straight in the eye, "You bet it is. Ivan took my brother without my permission and is beating him within an inch of his life and nobody wants to do a damn thing about it." He balls his fists trying to remain calm at the sickening thought.

"You do know that an Alpha doesn't need permission to take an Omega when there is no family Alpha right?"

"It doesn't matter! My brother didn't want to be his mate!" Alfred bites his lower lip trying to force away any tears rising to the surface, "But then why would you really care?"

That last statement makes Arthur's heart ache for the man in front of him, "Because I do…and if you become my mate…I'll bring your brother to live with us."

Alfred lets out a pained laugh, "Blackmail?" He leans back and sighs, "Fine…I'll be your mate if you save my brother." He feels something deep within himself shatter, "Please…"

The Alpha sees it instantly in the slightly younger Omega's eyes, "As soon as we arrive at my home I'll make that call."

"Okay…" Alfred nods slowly, "Thank you." He doesn't know what he's gotten himself into but he'll do anything to save the only family he has left even if it means selling his soul to do it.