So, with the upcoming Wonder Woman movie that will include Steve Trevor I decided to try my hand at an Alpha/Omega verse.
Now, I've never written in this verse before, but I see Diana as the Alpha and Steve as an Omega…. In modern times, of course, because the thought of Steve growing old without Diana hurts me.
And I really want to write the other Justice League characters in as well.
If you like it, let me know in a review J
Thank you J
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As Clark screamed in pain, electricity coursing through his body, J'onn desperately tried to make himself be heard.
"No! The Kryptonian won! Don't you want to see him fight again?!"
"Well, I gotta admit, he was a real champ." Agreed the old lady beside him.
"He's more than that… he's a- "He paused, not quite believing that he was going to say this, "- a Superman."
On the screen, Clark finally collapsed to the ground… only to push himself back up again.
"What?!" Mongul hissed in anger, "Not dead?"
Clark just glared at the camera as Mongul continued.
"You're tougher than I thought Kryptonian…. But I doubt you'll survive another blast."
"Give it your best shot!"
"As you wish. GUARDS!"
As the robotic guards started to surround Clark, J'onn knew he had to do something. Shooting to his feet, he raised his fist into the air and started to chant "SUPERMAN! SUPERMAN! SUPERMAN!"
As he started to chant, everyone else slowly started to chant as well, their voices echoing throughout the arena.
"Are they mad?!" Mongul hissed, as his assistant tapped him on the shoulder.
"If you execute him now, it might not go over so well."
Mongul scowled for a few seconds, "Fine… the people have spoken."
The robots stood down and J'onn felt like he was going to collapse in relief.
They had been granted a reprieve… for now.
…
Clark panted heavily as he and Draaga were teleported into some dark, grey cells, turning to face the other prisoners as they cheered and whooped.
"What-what is this?"
A short, grey alien stepped forwards and beamed at him, "You defied Mongul! It was truly incredible!"
"Hasn't anyone ever stood up to him before?"
"Draaga tried once…" explained another alien, "… but then he decided he preferred living."
The first alien nodded eagerly, "And after what you did, you deserve to live too! So, we've arranged an escape!"
"There's this garbage truck you see, it'll take you off planet and- "
"- Wait! I can't go!" Clark interrupted.
They all gasped at this announcement.
"I won't leave without my friend, J'onn."
The first alien stepped forwards and frowned, "If you stay, Mongul will kill you!"
"He can't be any worse than my father-in-law, that man's always trying to kill me. I'll take my chances with Mongul."
Ignoring the confused mutterings from the other prisoners, Clark walked over to another corner of the cells… and practically collapsed against the wall, pulling his bonding ring out of his costume, which was concealed in a hidden pocket.
"I know you're expecting me to say that I wish you were here…" he whispered to the ring, "… but I don't. I know you'll just think I'm being overprotective, but I don't want to know how they treat omegas here…. I don't want you to be hurt or worse…. Please stay away Lex… please."
It was then that he noticed that the other prisoners were starting to drag the unconscious body of Draaga away. "Where are you taking him?"
"Where all the weak and feeble go. The pit."
"You can't- "
"- We have to. He'll never rest until he evens the score."
"… Do you think he could fit in the garbage truck?"
The short alien turned to his companion and shook his head. "Definitely crazy."
…
"Get off my wing!" Hawkgirl hissed, trying to shuffle away from Hal and Lex (which was extremely difficult in this tiny ship).
"Sorry."
"Why do we have to sit in this rust bucket anyway, what's wrong with your ring?"
"Lady…" the blue alien in the front sighed, "… the galaxy's a big place. I need my navi-puter to find War World."
"He's got a point…" sighed Lex, who wriggled uncomfortably, spitting out a feather, "… not to take sides or anything."
"You are taking sides!"
Hal rolled his eyes, "He's not taking a side, he's just being logical in all this and- "
"- oh, so I'm wrong again!"
"Ummm…" the blue alien smirked, "… do you two want a little privacy?"
"Don't leave in here with these two…" Lex groaned from the back, "… I swear, me and Clark bickered less than you two, and he kept his powers a secret for months after we met. It was only when I tried to hit him with a car that he finally confessed."
"What exactly is your problem anyway?!" Hawkgirl continued, seemingly unaware that Lex had even spoken.
"Your attitude!" Hal also didn't appear to have heard the male omega, "Is everyone on Thanagar as thick-headed as you?!"
"Thick-headed?! Why you self-righteous, green-eyed- Ugh! My attitude is just fine, except when you're involved."
Lex groaned audibly, watching as a sheet of glass started to separate them from the pilot, trapping him with the arguing pair…. And the gas coming from the vents.
"And another thing! Just because you've got that fancy ring- "
"- Ummm, I don't mean to interrupt but I think we have a little problem here."
They all then started to cough and splutter, covering their mouths and noses in an attempt to prevent themselves from breathing in too much as of the gas.
Hal banged on the glass a few times, before he and Lex fell unconscious. Hawkgirl however, got in one good hit on the glass that caused it to crack slightly, before she succumbed to the gas, her nails scratching lines onto the glass.
….
Meanwhile, a garbage ship opened up its' lower doors, dropping Draaga to the ground down below.
"No!" he cried out as he watched the ship fly away, "NO!"
But it was already gone.
His eyes drawn to a nearby bonfire, Draaga pulling a red-hot metal hole from it, his gloves protecting him from being burnt as he bent it into a large S.
"Dump me like some garbage, will you?" he hissed, "I'll never forgive you Superman… nor will I forget the shame of your victory against me!"
He pressed the S against his skin, bellowing in pain when the red-hot metal seared his skin and blistered underneath the metal, branding himself with the S of his enemy.
…
Mongul's assistant sighed wearily as he watched a citizen drop his spray can to the ground and scurry away, the red paint of the Superman sign graffitied onto the wall.
In fact, that symbol was everywhere.
The people loved Superman… and Mongul couldn't understand it.
"Listen to them! Why do they flock to him?! Why?!
"Because the Kryptonian is so powerful, he doesn't fear anyone… not even you."
"…. Then we must teach him fear."
…
Meanwhile, lying on grey sand, Lex slowly stirred back into consciousness beside Hawkgirl.
"What the bloody hell…" he groaned, clutching at his head, "…. Hawkgirl? Hal?"
"Over here!"
Hal slowly made his way over to the two omegas, rubbing at his own head. "I think we were just taken for a ride."
"I knew we shouldn't have trusted that freak…" Hawkgirl scowled, pushing herself to her feet, "… any idea where we are?"
"Nope… never been in this part of the galaxy before."
"Some Green Lantern, Guardian of the Universe you are."
Hal wasn't offended by this and simply shrugged, "I tend to stick to the Earth and surrounding planets. There are other Lanterns for these regions you know."
"So to summarise…" Lex sighed, "… we don't know where we are, where this War World is, or how we going to get off this planet. All we need now if for my breathing equipment to stop working and this could be the perfect day."
Hawkgirl frowned at this, "That freak could have taken us to an omega market, wouldn't that have been worse."
"No, because chances are, we would near ships or technology… something that I could use to get free…. This is a wasteland!"
Hal was silent for a short time, before sighing. "My ring could probably get us off this planet, but without knowing where we are, there's a risk it'll run out of power before we get to another habitable world."
"So we're stuck here?! Is that what you're saying?"
"… Maybe forever."
"Just the three of us?!"
At Hawkgirl's tone, Lex raised an eyebrow. "I'll try not to be offended by that…. But she has a point… that would be awful."
There was a tense silence as all three of them realised the situation they were in, before Hal sighed wearily, turning to Hawkgirl. "Look…. Maybe I was a bit hard on you, but- "
"- Sorry to interrupt." Lex spoke up, "But are those lights?"
The other two turned to look in that direction, before silently deciding that they'd better investigate, with Hawkgirl carrying Lex all the way. When they got closer, they quickly realised that they were approaching the burnt-out wreckage of a ship.
"What a dump." Hawkgirl sighed.
Hal shrugged, "I've seen worse…. I was in one worse than this."
"I'll bet."
As they investigate, Lex came across a cauldron bubbling over a fire, leaning over and sniffing at the green slop inside.
"Ugh…" he groaned, "… What I wouldn't give for Ma's cooking right about now."
"Ma?"
"Clark's Mother… best cook there is."
"Well I've found something interesting…" Hal leaned over, hand reaching out for a… well a dirty magazine with a triple-breasted woman on the front, "… one man's trash is another man's treasure."
Before he could grab it however, a large green alien suddenly emerged and growled at Hal. "No stealing!"
As a tentacled blue alien tackled the Green Lantern from behind, claiming possession of the magazine, another alien tackled Hawkgirl to the ground, almost taking Lex with them.
"We don't want trouble!" Lex cried out, desperately trying to calm the situation down as Hal was attacked by an axe and Hawkgirl was punched across the face.
No response.
"Fine…" he growled, spotting a metal pot lid on the ground and picking it up, "… Captain America, eat your heart out!"
Throwing it at the alien attacking Hawkgirl, Lex managed to distract him long enough for Hawkgirl to go on the offense, kicking the alien and sending him flying into some rubble.
Meanwhile, Hal managed to knock the tentacled alien away as the axe-wielding one continued on the offense.
"No-one touches our stuff!"
Thankfully, before he could land a fatal blow, Hal used his ring to grab the axe and fling him towards his friend, the impact causing a large pile of metal to fall on top of his opponents.
Then he noticed Hawkgirl about to smash her opponents face in with a mace.
"Stop!" he cried out, stopping her weapon with his ring as well, before grabbing the alien's shirt and lifting him into the air, "Let's take the nice approach… how do we get to War World?"
"You wanna find War World?"
They all turned as a large, grey alien with an S burned into his chest strode forwards.
"You talk to me."