A/N: I know what you are probably thinking: "Hey isn't this story like sadistic-sex-master's 'A young Alpha's life?' You copy-cat!" Well that isn't necessarily true. I'm pretty sure the plot is different and there is also a major time difference. Whereas Sex-master's story is taking place in MODERN times, my setting is when the pilgrims and what not first arrived to America. The time where people lived in wooden houses that were in forests and they had farms everywhere and the winters were super harsh and a lot of people died. The time of the first Thanksgiving! Okay maybe not that past, maybe when there were just a smidge more people around. Anyways, any events, people (except for the Code Geass Characters! It is a fanfic about them) and places that seem similar to 'A young Alpha's life' is purely coincidental! May change rating to M later; it is the Omegaverse!
Disclaimer: I own the plot but not the characters.
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Waiting
"Lelouch! Go inside! There is a strange scent in the wind." A black she-wolf nudged a small black pup towards a hole in the side of a hill. The small male wolf pup lightly whimpered at his mother's nudges.
"But Mother! I want to see Suzaku! Didn't you say that he's coming today?" The Alpha mother sighed before she nosed her Omega son once more.
"You can see him later. You need your naptime after trying to take care of Euphemia." The dark Omega scrunched his nose in disgust as he was rolled through the tall grass that covered the den entrance.
"I don't like Euphie. She is so bossy sometimes! I can't believe that Suzaku likes her!" Lelouch then got up and started for his mossy bed. As he settled himself in, he kept on muttering on and on about how annoying his younger sister was and how Suzaku Kururugi, heir to the Kururugi Pack, was just a big, stupid Alpha. Marianne simply smiled and made her way over to their small bed. She wrapped her body around Lelouch's and rested her head on his hind quarters. Just as her own eyes began to feel heavy with sleep, she felt a small lick. When she opened her eyes, they were met with her one month old son's beautiful amethyst ones. She felt her fur rise at the intensity of his gaze. Just as she was about to start trembling, his spell was broken when he yawned. Lelouch, not knowing what had just occurred, simply laid his head back down.
"Can you tell me when the Kururugi Pack comes, Mother? I want to say 'hi' before stupid Euphie gets to." Marianne felt her fear fall away as she was once again reminded that this was her son and not a full grown wolf yet.
"Yes, of course I will, Lelouch. After all, we can't let Euphemia steal your mate, right?" Usually, a statement like that would get Lelouch all flustered and denying anything that was said to him; but not right now. Instead, he merely murmured his agreement before snuggling into his mother's warmth. The Alpha she-wolf of the pack stared at her son with sadness in her eyes.
Oh, Lelouch…you'll be seeing more of Suzaku, don't you fret about that. But…the humans…
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Marianne, after her short rest, quickly and quietly rose from her moss bed and made her way to the grass covered entrance. As she stretched out her muscles, the purple eyed wolf noticed that the sun had begun to set. She also realized the clearing and the hole covered hills that surrounded the Britannia Pack's home were empty. She then quickly trotted around her home and towards the hole that was in a very small hill and was covered by a curtain of leafy vines. The dark she wolf quickly went inside and down the dark dirt tunnel. It took a minute or two but she quickly found what she was looking for. There, standing protectively over the pack's future, was her mate and leader; Charles, leader of the Britannia Pack. Without saying anything, Marianne slowly moved towards her Alpha with her head and belly low to the ground. She made sure to keep her ears close to her head. When Charles showed no sign of being offended, the Alpha female slowly raised her head and licked her mate's muzzle.
"Marianne, what are you doing here?" Marianne moved away from the tan colored wolf and stared at the pack's pups. She could immediately pick out which were going to be strong, proud Alphas. The Alphas were slightly bigger than all the other pups. The Beta and Omega pups were much harder to distinguish. The two groups were smaller than the Alphas but other than that, the adults would have to wait before separating the Betas from the Omegas. The Alpha she-wolf quickly counted nine Alphas and five Betas and/or Omegas. Though not many believed it to be bad, the two Alphas that led the pack knew the importance of Betas and Omegas.
"Merely checking to see what we had to offer this season. Is it just me or…is this group smaller?" She heard her mate sigh before nodding.
"Yes…it seems that we could not reproduce as much, even though we sorely need more pack members. The humans are quickly picking us off. There are some that fear for their pups' future so they would rather suffer through Heat then have their children killed off at a young age." The Alpha she-wolf tilted her head to the side as she took notice to the lack of nurse wolves.
"Where are the nursemaids? Shouldn't they be here to protect them?"
Charles gave a short wolfish laugh before answering his favorite mate. "I sent them with the others; told them to stretch their legs." Marianne continued to look at this group of pups before moving to another part of the small room. There, another tunnel was hidden by some roots but the experienced warrior could clearly pick out the entrance. It was one of the older tunnels that were in use. Some newer tunnels had already been made for their guests that would be arriving soon. The purple eyed she-wolf heard her mate following closely behind her. She felt her upper lip curl up as she started smelling some familiar scents; ones that she clearly did not like. At the end of the dirt tunnel, there was a much bigger room. This one was actually in a different hill than the first; the tunnel that Marianne took being the only entrance and exit. Inside, seven other she-wolves lay in their moss nests along with their pups that varied from three weeks to seven months. When they saw her, most of the pups either trotted or crawled away from their respective mothers and towards the Alpha she-wolf.
"Look! It's Auntie Marianne!"
"Marianne! It's so good to see you!"
"Lady Marianne, how are you doing?"
"How's Lulu doing!?"
"Yeah, how is that little mutt!?"
"When is he going to play with us again!?"
Marianne, even though she absolutely disliked (with a passion) these pups, was particularly friendly towards them. She disliked them so much that she actually wanted to feel their bones crack under her teeth and hear their cries of pain. But, being the Alpha she-wolf of the pack, she refrained herself from doing so. It would ruin her reputation and would most likely end up ruining her precious son's future; something she refused to bargain with. Lelouch just meant that much to the wild she-wolf. Instead she just smiled and gave grateful looks towards Odysseus, Schneizel, and Guinevere who actually knew that she didn't like them at all. The three wolves didn't reply in any way; they simply watched in amusement as their Alpha was surrounded by the Imperial Rats. Even Charles and the other she-wolves in the large den were barely holding their laughs in.
Even though she didn't like any of Charles's other mates, she respected them to a certain degree. She lowered her head in a nod towards Marissa and Catalina, but merely gave Miranda, Gabrielle, and Seraphina a cool, unwavering gaze. Those she-wolves met Marianne's gaze evenly and did not back down until they made sure to get their point across; which was "you won't be on top forever." Before Marianne could give a threatening growl, she felt a dull ache in her tail and when she turned back, she saw Pollux biting the tip of her dark tail. Marissa winced before she rose from her moss bed and trotted over to Marianne. Making sure to keep her head low and ears back, Marissa picked Pollux by his scruff and bringing him back to their nest, his electric blue coat dirtied a bit by being so close to the ground.
"I'm sorry about Pollux, Marianne. He is simply a trouble maker!" The other children began to laugh at Pollux's misfortune of getting a tongue bath by his mother. Even his twin brother, Castor, was laughing as he went over to their nest. Soon, the other pups were running all over the den. Schneizel and Odysseus were play fighting with each other while Guinevere started to talk to Maribel about the latest fashions that she-wolves were using these days. Clovis was being chased by a purple blur that could only be Cornelia. Euphemia was taking a nap next to her mother, Seraphina. Pollux and Castor talked to each other about the latest fight amongst the pack and the moves that had been used. Even the other she-wolves were talking about what the weather must be like. While watching the way they interacted, Marianne felt slightly guilty that Lelouch was rarely ever to be with his half-siblings. They have only seen him four times, including a few hours ago when he was taking care of Euphemia. Marianne realized that, to a certain degree, she had isolated herself and son from the rest of the pack.
Just as Marianne was about to delve deeper into that train of thought, a two month old pup ran into the den. Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing (except for Euphemia who was still sleeping) and watched as the white pup caught its breath. Charles then realized who the pup was.
"What's wrong, C.C.? Has V.V. sent you? Are there humans!?" Before any of the she-wolves could panic, C.C. shook her head before taking one last deep breath.
"The Kururugi Pack is here!" Like her nickname, Marianne was gone in a flash.
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Lelouch growled as he was being woken up. Just as he was about to lash out, he was picked up by his scruff and lightly shaken.
"Lelouch, wake up! Suzaku is almost here!" That woke up the young pup. Lelouch quickly snapped open his amethyst eyes and began to look panicked.
"But I'm not ready yet!" Marianne then began to give him soothing licks while smoothing down the fur that stuck out oddly. They both heard Charles's chuckle as he entered their den and watched as they rushed to prepare themselves. The Alpha she-wolf then grabbed a small tortoise shell that held a purple paste in it with her teeth and dragged it over to her mate from the small gap between the den wall and the floor. She dropped her forepaws in and brought them out. Then she drew a sword like mark on his flank*; marking him as a warrior. She then got more paste but with a single claw and drew a bird like symbol on his forehead. She made spike like lines come out of the drawing; showing to all that he was the leader of this pack and an Alpha. Marianne then brought over another tortoise shell from the same gap, but his one held a sort of blue paste. Charles repeated the process of marking Marianne but with the blue paste and instead of her flank, the Alpha male marked her chest*. Instead of putting it on her head, Charles put the bird sigil and spikes around her neck. This still marked her as a leader and Alpha, but the blue paint and position marked her as only a mate and not of the true royal bloodline. When she was done, Marianne turned to their son who had been watching the process in awe. The black warrior dipped her hand in the purple paste once more and drew a somewhat detailed rose with its thorny stem and leaves spread out through his chest; showing to all that Lelouch was pure in every meaning of the word.
Marianne then drew the bird symbol on her son's head but instead of making spikes, the Alpha made swirly lines. This marked him as an Omega. A Beta's marking would just simply be the bird symbol with no changes. The other Imperial Children would simply have some sort of symbol on their chest; ranging from flowers to paw marks to simple, yet strange, doodle-y lines. While the pups' markings will be in purple, Charles's other mates would be have them in blue like Marianne.
Charles continued to watch his mate's delicate process until she was finally done. When Marianne deemed them all presentable, she quickly followed Charles out of their den and into the sunlight. They then sat there and watched as the rest of the pack poured in from the small gaps between the hills and into their own dens. There were three large hills; they were actually the largest of all the hills. One was for only single Alphas to use. The other was for Betas without mates and the last was for Omegas without mates. Each type of wolf had to go into one of those dens depending on what type of wolf they were. When they finally did find a mate, they would go off and find a place to dig their own den to live in. If they were to have pups, then the couple would usually send the mother and pup(s) to the nursing den where the pup would have to be a full year before leaving. There was rarely a couple that let their pup stay in their own den since the two parents couldn't take care of their pup all the time. It seemed that only Marianne and Lelouch were the exception. No one questioned why the she-wolf didn't pull her own weight around anymore; they were too scared of her to even begin thinking about it. The Alpha pair watched as more and more wolves sat near their den and waited for their pack-mates and guests to arrive. They all wore different colored paste; each marking what type of wolf they were and their rank within the pack.
Finally, they heard a strange yet familiar howl; haunting yet enticing at the same time. It was a howl that only a certain pack could make.
The Kururugi Pack had arrived.
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Comments:
*The marking on Charles's flank is the same one he has on the tail end of his clothes in the anime.
*The marking on Marianne's chest is the same as the Knights of the Round sigil.
*The rose has a lot of meanings. Here are some: It is at once a symbol of purity and a symbol of passion, heavenly perfection and earthly passion; virginity and fertility; death and life. The rose is the flower of the goddess Venus but also the blood of Adonis and of Christ. It is a symbol of transmutation - that of taking food from the earth and transmuting it into the beautiful fragrant rose. The rose garden is a symbol of Paradise. It is the place of the mystic marriage. In ancient Rome, roses were grown in the funerary gardens to symbolize resurrection. The thorns have represented suffering and sacrifice as well as the sins of the Fall from Paradise.
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