A/N : Hi! Welcome to my first Cegan fic!

I really love Aboverse/Omegaverse story so much and this ship has me hook up for couple of months. Actually, I didn't have any plan to release any fic, but thanks to Issa_Saiko help for being my partner in crime, now I have full motivation to release my cegan fic

Also this story have Prologue and Continuation, hope I can finish 3

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Chapter One

In all of Carl's 17 years of life, has he felt this powerless before. No words can describe the mess he's in right now.

His father, Rick, whom he always looked up to; who he always relied on, was currently kneeled beside him, a look of unter panic painting his features. Carl doesn't think Rick has ever looked this distraught before. The fact that even his father, Rick Grimes, is scared, has Carl shaking in his boots. It doesn't help that everyone else in there group is just as scared, if not more. These people, his family, are all strong, and brave, but right now… they just look broken, defeated, and tired.

Everything feels like a dream. His family can take them! This cannot be happening.

Carl looks around him, they were surrounded by, what looked like about two hundred men, all of them wearing a smug look on their face, smirking, as if they had found a new toy.

All the sudden, Carl feels the equivalent of a punch to his gut by an unknown source. Emotion and frustration must have driven his body into sickness. Carl feels dizzy, and he has the urge to throw up. He clutches the side of his abdomen, and looks at the fear on his friends' faces. He feels a surge of anger elope him.

`Why is nobody doing anything?! They're strong, they can take these guys, right?'

Wrong.

A man appeared. An Alpha, clad in a leather jacket, and a shit eating grin. His scent was strong, very strong. Carl has never scented an Alpha as powerful as this one, he always thought no Alpha could compare to his father, but alas, he was wrong.

The fact that everyone here could distinguish Negan's Alpha pheromones from the two hundred plus people here… meant that Negan was a powerful Alpha. With so many people in one area, it was becoming hard to even smell his father's scent. Carl doubles over in that dull, persistent pain. He felt as if his veins were gonna burst with this sudden rush of blood coursing through him. The man walked out whistling; as casually as ever, as if he wasn't flipping Carl's entire world upside down.

It's not easy to find an Alpha who can spread their sense of dominance, most of them went nuts and lost that ability because the epidemic, but this guy was perfectly fine, better than his father even.

"Pissing our pants yet… boy, do I have a feeling we're getting close," The man chuckles, and continues to speak, tormenting them every chance he has, trying to push his new enemies to their limit. It's almost as if the man was purposely trying to rile them up just so he could punish them. Carl wasn't going to fall for that.

The pang in his head makes him dizzy again, all Carl wants to do right now is, lie on the ground, and claw at his aching head, but Carl can't show weakness, not now. Though never in Carl's life has he felt a pain like this, it was and internal pain, one that felt immensely strange, and foreign. Carl hates it, this sudden sickness of his couldn't have come at a worse time.

'What's wrong with me? Is it because of my wounded eye? All of this stress?'

Carl didn't know what was happening to him, but when he looked up, he accidentally made eye contact with the Alpha named Negan. Something turned in his stomach, it got warmer.

'What is happening to me!?'

Carl's was panicking, he was unfamiliar with this warm, tingly feeling. He began to feel unbelievably frustrated by it, and feels an urge for some type of relief.

Suddenly Negan drags his bat so it was pointing at him, Carl flinches. "Hey kid, you better pay close attention or one of your friends will get a taste of Lucille, all on account of your ignorance, boy" he said while chuckling.

Carl tried his best to glare, this man smelled different from other Alphas. He knew Alphas had a scent, but he never encountered one with such a strong allure. The thick fragrance of pine trees, leather, and smoke took the forefront of his mind. He felt his stomach twist again, and he glares. Carl's can't show weakness to this man...even if he smells heavenly.

The man only seems amused by his boldness, "You're brave, kid." he paused for a moment, a look of realization crossing his features, "Wait, you're the sheriff's son, aren't you? Now that explains everything!" Negan laughs in a sinister tone.

They were in big trouble now. If Negan knows that Carl is Rick's son, he's going to use that against him. Carl hates being a liability.

The man squats down and grabs hold of his hair. "Look at this, the kid glares just like his father, cute." he licked his lips, Carl felt disgusted seeing the man up so close, yet the weird feeling he felt wasn't going away, in fact, the more he smells of his presence, the more his body gives this weird reaction.

He wanted to end this man's life so bad, but at the same time, when the man gets close to him, something ticklish and warm spurs inside of him, like he wants to do something, but he isn't quite sure what that something is.

"Don't touch him, Negan." Rick growled, despite being scared, his Alpha side began to rise. This always happens when he feels like Carl or Judith are in great danger. Carl just hopes that Rick doesn't do something that will cost them all their lives. Ever since Lori's death, Rick has been known to lose control like an animal if he felt his family was threatened. If Negan feels challenged by Rick, Carl worries he'll kill one of them, or all of them.

Instead, the man named Negan gave a reaction like he was offended, and then he got up and started laughing like a mad man. He seems almost amused that someone would challenge him, "Look at this, gentlemen, someone wants to fight before he even knows who he's dealing with!" Negan swings his bat in the air, like he's practicing a swing, "You really want to taste Lucille, don't you?"

Before Rick could answer, Daryl was the one who decided to make a move. Daryl is usually a calm Alpha, but he seems enraged by this man, "Fuck you!" He may have lost his Alpha voice, but Daryl still has raw power to fight back.

Daryl was able to get a punch on Negan, but unfortunately, because they were outnumbered, Daryl got subdued in matter of seconds while Negan rubbed his cheek and clicked his tongue, "This dog is really out of control; you can't control your own pack, Prick? You're doing a terrible job as an Alpha."

Rick didn't growl like before, he was afraid for the lives of his friends, especially now that Daryl punched the man. Rick didn't know what to do, if he made a move, somebody would die, if he didn't make a move, somebody would also die...Carl hated seeing his dad so conflicted like this.

"It's seems you guys haven't realized what you've done! I have no choice but to give you an example!" Negan roared. His Alpha voice affecting everybody, nobody dared to move or make a sound. Carl's whole body shook, and he had an intense urge to submit to this man…Carl shakes his head, he can't let this man get to him too.

Negan decided to play a game, Eenie, Meenie, Minnie, Mou… he sang, all while pointing his bat at each of them. He turned his beloved Lucille to every single one of them, receiving fearful looks. Negan was thrilled to see them all finally in line, but one particular stare still bothered him.

The kid. He wasn't afraid like everyone else, he was glaring up at Negan. Usually Negan would be annoyed, but he felt something else when he looked at this kid. There's a voice inside calling him to touch the boy. To touch that fearless face, and force him to submit. Negan ignores this urge. He's gotta teach this whole pack a lesson, not just the boy, but who knows, maybe the kid will also finally submit after he sees him kill one of them.

Negan continues the game, and ends up picking the red-headed Alpha, to say this wasn't his plan all along would be a lie. He saw the dumb-witted strength of this one that would altimately cause problems for him in the future. Negan doesn't have time to worry about any impulsive Alphas. That's why he was close to picking the dog instead, except the dog—what was his name...Feryl? Yeah, Feryl fits—isn't really an Alpha, at least not anymore, he must have lost all his dominance awhile ago, it seems.

Carl doesn't close his eyes when it happens.

He saw it.

How the man bashed Abraham's skull in.

Carl heard Rosita screaming, and saw Sasha crying. Negan hit him hard once, and stopped to mock him. It was sick. Abraham was a strong Alpha, after the first hit, he sat straight up, and looked Negan in the eye, cursing at him. All while blood was dripping down his face.

Negan's blood boiled, and he was readying for a second hit when he heard a scream. One that shook his core. One that wasn't external, but internal… 'the hell?'

'STOP!'

Carl screamed in his heart. He couldn't help it. He willed himself not to cry, but he couldn't stop the tears from coming. He shut his eyes tight, and looked away.

Carl didn't want to see one of his friend die. Not again. He can't go through it again. It felt like the world stopped, when Carl closed his eyes, he didn't hear any more screams, or Negan's laugh, just muffled crying. Upon opening his eye, he saw it wasn't in his head. Negan was frozen in shock. Everyone was confused, including Negan himself. Negan lowered his hand and looked at Lucille, his hand was shaking… it felt as if he was paralyzed for a second.

'That voice…'

When Negan came back to earth, he was aware of his whole pack watching him. Questioning why he stopped. This has never happened before, Negan has no idea what just happened to him, but he needs to think fast before his pack grows suspicious of him. He couldn't let his pack think he was weak.

Before he could say anything, Abraham finally fell down, Rosita and Sasha didn't waste anytime, they got up and ran toward Abraham. Negan's men tried to pull the girls back, but the others in Rick's gang started fighting back, even Maggie was shouting at them, despite being deathly sick.

Negan was pissed. "GET BACK IN LINE! How many times do I have to tell you all to behave? This is payback for all the lives you took on my side. No. Hard. Feelings!"

Negan didn't like what was happening to him at all, it feels like he's not in control, and Negan has always been in control. He needs to pick someone else again so they get their lesson fully.

"Because you guys are still acting like baboons, I think I need a volunteer again to be an example, so anybody want to kill themselves?"

No one laughs. Negan chuckled and started whistling, slowly gaining his dominance again. Out of nowhere he points Lucille at Maggie, "I think I need to choose a woman for gender equality, what do you think, honey?"

"NO! NOT HER!" Glenn went berserk and tried to get up and run to Maggie, but Negan's men stopped him and shoved him back down in position. "Oh! Look what we have here, a lovely couple! You're such a gentleman!" Negan praised the man as he swung his bat around. "You would die for her, am I right?"

"Yes," Glenn answered without hesitation. Maggie and the others gasped, as Negan got ready to swing, "Good, then—"

'NO! NOT GLENN!' Carl felt like he was having a heart attack, Glenn was one of his closest friends, he was like the older brother Carl never had, and he and Maggie had a child on the way.

Negan felt a sharp pain in his chest then, it felt like he was being stabbed. Negan choked, he knew what he needed to do, but something was preventing him from doing it. It was just like before, except this time it was twice as bad, yet he hadn't even touched the guy! Alright, now Negan was mad.

'What the hell is this!? Something's not right...'

There's a smell that catches Negan's scent...It's very faint, but what Negan can smell of it is intoxicating. Negan wants to smell more of this wonderful scent, but he can't get distracted again. He's not sure why, but he has a feeling this scent is the reason why he's hasn't been able to use Lucille. Growling, Negan drops Lucille gracefully on the ground, and starts beating the shit out of the Asian boy. If he wasn't allowed to use Lucille, he'd use his fists.

Negan punched and punched and kicked until Glenn was unconscious. Maggie was screaming all the while. By the time Negan was done, Glenn looked half dead, but he wasn't, he was still breathing...faintly. It doesn't matter if he's dead or not, no one will want to mess with Negan after seeing him, and that's all Negan wanted.

Once he was satisfied, he picked up his beloved Lucille, making a comment about how she wasn't thirsty for the asian boy's blood, as to not cause suspicion. After that, he began rambling toward Rick. He told him about his rules, and what Rick is expected to do now. Rick seemed out of it. Carl thinks it's because this is the first time in a long time, that Rick hasn't been in control. He seems shaken up at the idea of almost losing two of his pack, and not being able to protect them.

Negan looks into Rick's eyes, the man knew his place, but he was aloof, and that is unacceptable. Negan needs his full attention. Negan thought about trying to actually kill someone, but he didn't want any weird shit to happen to him like before if he went through with it...

Negan suddenly turns to the sheriff's boy. Carl's breath hitched, and he felt his cheeks warm up. Something shifted inside of him too, and he winced. His body was screaming, telling him he needs to go to him.

Negan felt the same.

Their eyes were locked, dark brown against a light blue. Despite their current situation, Carl finds himself on the brink of calling out to this man. For what reason… he doesn't know yet, he just knows it's what he needs to do. Before Carl is able to though, the man beats him to it.

"Hey prick! If you don't answer me I will take your son."

Carl shivers.

The words are directed at Rick, but Negan is still holding Carl's gaze intensely. Carl wonders what he means when he says "take".

That snaps Rick out of it, but instead of the helpless begging Negan is expecting to see, Rick instead looks defiant of all things, "You've already done enough, you can take anyone! Y-you—you can't take my boy!"

Negan sighs.

'Here we go again…'

Negan raises his fist, and in one solid motion it collides with Rick's face. There's a sickening crack as Negan breaks his nose. Rick falls flat on the ground.

"Have you not learned anything!? I can do whatever the hell I want! You are not allowed to disagree, you work for me now, got it? You provide for me! And if you don't, next time I will kill someone. Trust me on that. Today, you got lucky, but your luck will wear thin, and you telling me what to do right now… not cool man, really not cool."

Hearing Negan's Alpha voice causes everyone to tense up. Carl is conflicted, he wants to go see if his father is alright, but at the same time, he doesn't want to displease this man. He tells himself it's because he doesn't want anyone else to get hurt.

"Oh! One last thing, I'm gonna take this dog with me so you guys behave, if you don't, he won't survive. You can all thank Prick for this by the way. I can take whoever I want, don't forget that."

Negan glances at Carl one last time before motioning to his men to start the truck.

After they're gone, the group rushes the unconscious Abraham and Glenn to the RV. Maggie was crying, Carl was acutely aware of Michonne helping her up, to get her in the RV too, but Carl's not really paying attention. Almost everyone wants to go to hilltop to oversee that Glenn, Abraham, and Maggie are treated, but Rick says that someone needs to go to Alexandria to tell the others what had happened. Carl snapped out of it then.

"I-I can go," Carl tried to sit up, but failed miserably, falling on his hands and knees.

"Carl! Carl, are you ok?!" Before he knows it his dad is running up to him.

'Shit…'

Whatever this is...Carl does not want his dad worrying about him. Carl puts his hand up, "I'm fine! Just worry about the others, I'll go to Alexandria!"

His father doesn't listen, he kneels next to Carl, and puts his face in his hands, forcing Carl to look up at him, "Carl… you don't look too good." Rick swears he smells something different from Carl, but he can't tell with his broken nose.

"I'm fine! I-I'm just a little shaken up is all, but I can do this, let me do this please…"

Rick looks at Carl for a moment, but then starts shaking his head, "Ok, ok fine, but you need someone to go with you…"

"No dad it's fine—everyone wants to go to hilltop…"

"This isn't a debate, Carl."

And just like that a little bit of Rick's dominance comes back. Carl shakes a little, he can't argue with his father after he's made up his mind.

Thankfully though, Rick picks Aaron, a beta. Carl isn't exactly sure what's happening to him, but he knows that being around other Alphas makes him feel strange, and he doesn't want anyone to catch his scent...he's sure it's crazy right now, and he doesn't want the others to worry.

Carl and Aaron returned safely to Alexandria. There were a bunch of people already waiting for the gang to return. Carl saw the crowd, and cringed. He told Aaron he needed to lie down, and if he could tell the crowd what had happened. Aaron gave him a sad smile, and said he understood.

'He must think I'm just shaken up…'

Carl doesn't like the pity in that smile. He decides he's going to go home, say hi to Judith, and deal with this by himself.

Before Carl can even plan on going to his house, he spots Enid making her way toward him, she must have sensed something was wrong, she ran up to him, and started asking questions.

"Carl, are you okay?" She asks, all while leading him inside Olivia's house, where she has been staying, "You look awful."

Carl shook his head and took her hand. "S-something h-happened." he choked, barley getting the words out.

"Yeah, I heard what happened… Glenn, Maggie, and Abraham are all at the hilltop, right? You should have gone with them, you don't look too good either," she said as she put her hand to his forehead. "You're burning up!"

Carl Is about to reply, when he feels the ache in his stomach again. He groans while leaning his head on Enid's shoulder. Enid blushes for a moment, but then quickly takes his hand, "Follow me, I have some medicine in Olivia's house that might help!"

Enid drags him along until they are walking up the porch steps to Olivia's house, but before they enter, the weird feeling in Carl's stomach happens again, making him unable to walk.

"Aargh!" Carl doubles over as Enid looks at him horrified.

"Carl!" Enid screams in panic, but Carl raises a hand and says, "I'm fine, please don't scream for help, I-I think we need to go to someplace secret." Enid nodded and helped Carl walk into a vacant house that wasn't far from Olivia's place.

As Carl sits down on an old sofa in the living room, Enid fetches him a glass of water from the kitchen. Carl drinks from the glass, calming down a bit, but the warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach wouldn't leave, in fact, it was only getting worse, much to his frustration. "Ugh! What the hell is happening to me?!"

"I don't know! …Wait, you haven't presented, have you?" Enid, being a beta, has never went through a rut or heat, but she thinks that's what Carl may be going through.

"W-what?" Carl tried to remember what that meant. "Oh you mean my second gender? Yeah, I haven't p-presented—does this mean I'm in an A-alpha rut?" Carl knew about second genders like Alpha or omegas having to go through ruts or heats after presenting for the first time, but he doesn't know at all what they're like.

Enid is still panicking. "Maybe, I don't know! But I remember I found a book about it, wait here!" Enid quickly ran out of the room, and across the street just to look for it. Carl doesn't know what he'd do without a friend like her.

Carl suddenly gasps when he feels that feeling in his stomach again from earlier, but this time, in response to the pain, he felt a liquid run down his thighs, staining his boxers. It doesn't feel right, and Carl has no idea what to do. Every second that passes causes Carl to lose himself more. He has a sudden craving for something—for someone, that could fill him up. A voice in his mind was telling him to succumb to this instinct, and he would be satisfied.

`I-I need my Alph—'

"Carl! I found it!" Enid quickly opens the book and flipped until she was in the presentation section. "Here it is, so what are the symptoms!?"

"It feels like my stomach is burning, I'm sweaty and there is this voice in my head telling me...I don't know! It-it wants to be satisfied, but I don't know how—Also there was this liquid running down my thighs—"

Enid flips through the pages wildly, "Fuck...um—okay! So, you have a stomach ache, you're sweaty, and you—Wait! Did you say there was a liquid coming from your ass?"

Carl looked to Enid and groaned in embarrassment. "Y-yes, am I in a rut?"

Enid gave him horrified look, she quickly shook her head. "I'm really sorry, but that's not rut and you're not an Alpha."

"What!?" Carl was at a loss for words. Enid showed him the page, Carl snatched it and reread it over and over.

"You're an omega."

Carl felt like the world was going to end a second time.

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