"A hero is an ordinary individual who finds the strength to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles."

The vast wasteland stretches out in front of them, Alfred is somewhat cautious to advance out into the open, "What do you think Bro?" He turns to his twin brother. While both were born at the same time they are a rarity in this broken world. Alfred should have been born an Alpha but the younger blonde eighteen year old is an Omega.

Matthew slowly steps out as the sun raises high above them, "I think we'll be okay." He turns back and smiles at his brother. "Let's go before we're spotted." While both look a lot alike with sky blue eyes and light blonde hair the main thing that separates them is Matthew is an Alpha. Although neither act as their kind should, Alfred at times can be just as strong and confident as an Alpha while Matthew seems at times to take on the quiet traits of an Omega.

Their mother thought that this rare pair was special almost instantly, no other twins were like them and possibly thanks to the Great War none will ever be again. The war that lasted five years had ravished the land causing all of society to crumble away to near nothing leaving only small pockets of people scattered across the world. "Mattie I've been thinking."

"That's never good." Matthew sighs slowly advancing out into the open with his brother in tow. They've been alone nearly since the beginning of the war with neither able to join in the fight. Most believing that even though Matthew was an Alpha he had been tainted by his brother and there for not good enough to fight but also not worth to mate with. And while Alfred could fight as good as an Alpha he is and always will be inferior yet neither blamed each other for the acts of a dead society that never accepted them.

Alfred stops under the shade of a large rock, "We need to mate, Dude."

"I'm not mating with you."

Alfred sighs, "Not with you bro, that's just…just fucking wrong. Dude I meant we need to find another group and well." He stops looking off in the distance adjusting the strap on his backpack, "We've been surviving good but we can't live the rest of our lives like this."

The Alpha takes it in leaning on the rock, his brother has a point and if the world hadn't have already been destroyed it would be a sign of the end, "Right…but if we do this, we have to be careful."

"Uh Duh."

"Don't make me hit you Al." Matthew looks past the rock and sees a tree line in the distance, "Okay this is what we're going to do, we need to make it to the woods and set up camp for a few weeks then after your um…you know what we'll find a small group and go from there."

Alfred nods they both know his heat is coming up soon and Matthew will have to protect him for that time it's the only time that they set up some kind of real camp. "Kay, that sounds like a plan." He gives his brother a superhero pose before he smiles wide, "Dude we'll get through this no problem."

This makes Matthew roll his eyes, "Come on act your age."

"I am."

"What ten? I said age not shoe size." Matthew ventures out from behind the rock with his brother close behind, "It's clear." They walk in silence as their eyes dart around looking for any signs of trouble before Matthew speaks up again, "You know you'll have to act more like an Omega."

"And you'll have to act more like an Alpha." They reach the tree line just as the sun starts to set, "We can do this Mattie."

"Yeah I know Al."

They start a small fire just as the sun completely sets, "Dude can you imagine me pregnant? This is going to be weird." Alfred laughs letting his head rest on his brother's shoulder. Before the war he had been cast aside with his brother as someone not worth mating with and even now deep down the thought of mating and leaving his brother actually scares him.

And even though Matthew smiles inside he's worried for Alfred knowing that he's not strong enough to protect his brother on his own if something bad happens. "Yeah."

"But I know you'd make an awesome Dad." Alfred looks up into his brother's sad blue eyes, "We don't have to do this if you don't want to." They both know the answer, if they want to survive they have to find a group and mate.

"No, we can do this." Matthew sighs hugging his brother as both slowly fall asleep in the safety of the warm fire.


They awaken with a start at the unknown smell of another. Matthew tries to jump to his feet only to be slammed down to the ground, "Oh and who do we have here?" A blonde haired man asks looking down at them, "Well?"

Alfred watches reaching out for his brother's hand, "We're just passing through." He's waiting for an opening to pounce on the blonde man just as a small group appears around them. "Shit."

"What you don't like my little friends? Oh well, now." The blonde man kneels down to Alfred, "Like I said who are you two?"

Matthew speaks up, something about this man smells off, "I'm Matthew and this is Alfred." He slow reaches for his pocket knife but thinks better of it and retracts his hand, "And you are?"

"Francis, my little pet." His blue eyes shine with a note of wickedness as he calls his men to help the twins up, "You really shouldn't be out here all by yourselves, come and stay with us for a while because I'm sure Arthur and Gilbert would love to meet you." His eyes dart over to Alfred and a shiver runs down the Omega's spine.

They're forced up and walked to a large decaying factory and pushed inside, "Holy shit Mattie." Alfred's eyes grow wide at the amount of people with in the walls. They're crammed into a small room before the door shuts behind them, "I think we fucked up big this time." He could kick himself for falling asleep like that.

"Yeah…but." Matthew sits on the cold floor thinking.

Alfred sits next to him, "What yah thinking?"

"He was an Omega right?"

The Omega blinks, "Yeah I could smell it uh so?... Oh I get it." Alfred smiles wide, "And the Dudes were Alphas that much I so get."

Matthew face palms, "No you don't get it."

"It means we might have to either fight this out or somehow barter with them right?"

Matthew slowly nods knowing they only have one thing to barter with, "We might have found our group…let's just hope someone will want to mate with us."

The door opens as two men enter, one a blonde haired man with bright emerald eyes, the other a white haired man with piercing red eyes, "So twins huh?" The red eyed man says to the other, "One for me and one for you. Which one do you want Arthur?"

Arthur rolls his eyes, "Yeah whatever Gil." He kneels down looking at both with deep intent, "Hmmm…twins? Yet an Alpha and an Omega…" Arthur reaches out a hand to Matthew who after a moment takes it and rises with his brother close behind, "Matthew right?"

"Yeah and this is Alfred."

Gilbert smirks at the pair, "Let's see an Alpha and Omega traveling together both unmated. Or are you?" His smile makes Alfred want to hit him.

Arthur does it for him hitting the other man on the shoulder, "Shut up Gil." He inhales slowly thinking for a moment, "You two can stay for the time being." The emerald eyed Alpha opens the door, "Just follow Francis and he'll show you around."

The boys look at each other before slowly walking past the duo unsure of what's exactly going on. Only after they're out of earshot does Gil speak up, "I want him."

"You always say that. God just pick one and mate already." Gilbert doesn't answer back, "Fuck you're serious."

"Yeah I am and he might just be awesome enough for me."