Slade - El Dynasty, Year 47

Wrath was not a strong enough word to describe what he was feeling.

As the smoke bombs were released and the doors closed, hiding his groom from view, Slade shouted in fury. He realized he had little time to stop the attackers from stealing his omega. He ran to one of the side doors, grabbing his gear he had concealed nearby, calling some of the men, he found on his way, to help him. The windows above shattered and arrows flew in. He started working on the door as he shouted to the rest of his men to take down the enemy archers. As they slammed the door down, Slade took a shield from one of the men and stepped outside. A wave of arrows met him, but none hitting him, as he used the shield for protection. He couldn't see where Dick was taken, but he could still scent him. That was until more smoke bombs, as well as scent bombs, were thrown around the courtyard, blocking his sight and confusing his scent with strong, putrid stenches.

The enemy had retreated. He lost him...

*x*x*x*

As it happened, they also took all the servants too. This was a very well prepared coup, and he was sure the chamberlain was on it. He should have killed the old man when he had the chance. The only thing that had stopped him was the attachment his omega had to the beta. Dick saw him as family, a grandfather figure, and killing him would probably destroy all the chances Slade had of getting Dick's affection one day.

All of this was probably kept from his pretty bird. That or he was an exceptional actor capable of even faking his fear and distress scents.

Now he only needed to know exactly who took him or, at least, where. Clearly it was someone on the enemy side, or else they wouldn't bother rescuing the servants.

Slade sent word for his agents around the kingdom to keep a lookout for the fugitives, and put every men he could looking out for secret passages around the castle. He had made Alfred tell him about them, but clearly he was not shown all. Right then, the memory of the beta's anger written in his eyes at the chapel's doors was giving him some satisfaction.

One thing Slade was glad he did was claiming Dick the previous night. He had prepared to have someone or something interrupting the ceremony and although he didn't actually think they would succeed, he didn't want to take any chances. The Supreme Omega was now his, and there was no way to reverse it without putting his life in danger. There have been no accounts of how hard and painful it would be for a compatible to go through the grieving process of a broken bond. For all everyone knew, it could be fatal, even for a young and healthy Supreme. Of course, that also meant that he himself was at risk, if someone decided to kill Dick in hopes to take Slade down. But he doubted his kidnappers would do so. Their priority was clearly to take Dick away, and not kill Slade. At that moment, if anyone would try something like that, would be Luthor, and even then he'd most likely try to break the bond without killing the omega, if there was a chance for him to survive. That would still leave Slade in a weakened position, unable to prevent his head of being cut off.

But he was confident Luthor would not get the kid. Slade still had the advantage.

He also had to find a good excuse to leave Gotham. Whatever happened, if he were to get his omega himself, he could be renouncing the claim to Gotham, for leaving it defenseless. It wouldn't actually be defenseless, though. In the meantime, the rest of his troops had arrived to the county with Wintergreen leading them. He would trust the man to take charge of the place while he was gone. But Luthor would not see it as such. He could call Slade in, at any time, discover him to be absent from his post, and probably get suspicious that he didn't care that much about Gotham, after all. Then the new king would have a good excuse to declare him a traitor.

He needed patience. His men would find where Dick was taken and keep an eye on things. At first opportunity, he would get his mate back, and cut down anyone who would put themselves in his path to achieve it.

*x*x*x*

His patience was later rewarded and luck finally came back to his side.

He received the news that his omega was seen in Detroit county.

At around the same time, Luthor had announced his coronation date, believing their victory was guaranteed. Slade was not so sure. His spies at Detroit had informed him of all the movements around a compound in the woods, that was supposed to be abandoned. He doubted it was all just to hide a Supreme Omega.

Since the war was still going and many of the conquered counties were still unstable, the king-to-be asked for each Lord and Lady to send a trusted representative in their stead to serve as witnesses of his ascension, so they would not leave their lands unguarded.

This was the opportunity he needed. He delegated one of his most trusted men to ride to Metropolis while he let Wintergreen managing things in his place.

It was time for Dick to return to where he belonged.