Alright people, here is the promised Alpha/Omega Coco AU ?

Warning! This will have graphic violence, attempted rape, and major character deaths. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, then please don't read it.

For those who have decided to continue on, please read, review and enjoy ?

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"Miguel?"

Two skeletal women spun around at this, confusion on their faces.

"Miguel?" Miguel?"

Suddenly, all the bones quivered and moved over to the skull, quickly forming into a familiar looking man. "You're here!" the man exclaimed, "Here, here? And you can see us?!"

The larger of the two women charged forwards, knocking into the man and causing his bones to fly everywhere again as she pulled Miguel in a spine-cracking hug, cooing into his ear.

"Remind me how I know you?" he winced.

"We're your family mijo!" the woman beamed at him, finally letting free…. Which was good because he was starting to run out of air.

And then he knew why they all looked so familiar.

"Tia Rosita?" he asked, realising that she looked exactly like his omega Great Aunt.

He then looked at the other two.

"Papa Julio?" Mama Coco's beta husband.

"Hola!" waved the small man.

"Tia Victoria?" His Abuelita Elena's beta sister.

His great aunt leaned in and poked him on the cheek, "He doesn't seem entirely dead?"

As a living girl ran through Miguel, Tia Rosita winced, "He's not exactly… alive either."

"We need Mama Imelda!" Papa Julio groaned wearily, "She'll know how to fix this!"

Suddenly, someone cried out in alarm and two twin skeletons rushed over.

"It's Mama Imelda!" One of them announced.

"She couldn't cross over!" the other one finished.

"She's stuck!"

"On the other side!"

Miguel stared at the two for a short time, before his eyes widened in realisation, "Tio Oscar? Tio Felipe?" Mama Imelda's twin, beta brothers.

"Oh, hi Miguel!" they both greeted in unison, before gasping in shock and realisation, their eyes wide as they stared at the young boy.

Victoria glanced between them, before sighing wearily and glaring at Miguel. "I have a feeling this has something to do with you." She scolded.

"But… if Mama Imelda can't come to us- "

"- Then we'll have to go to her!" Papa Julio interrupted his sister, grabbing Miguel's hand and dragging him away, heading towards the edge of the cemetery… where a giant bridge stood, glowing bright orange as marigold petals seemed to reflect the moonlight up above.

Just before his Papa Julio could pull him onto the bridge, Miguel pulled his hand away and took a couple of steps back.

"Come on Miguel…" His Papa Julio smiled in understanding, "…. It's alright."

Slowly, Miguel walked forwards, watching his feet in curiosity as the marigolds glowed with each step. Bending down, he scooped up a handful, throwing it into the air in amazement.

And then he spotted Dante racing away in the distance, barking eagerly as though he wanted Miguel to follow him.

"Dante! Dante! Wait up!"

Once the dog came to a stop, rolling around in the petal, Miguel fell to his knees beside him. "You gotta stay with me boy!" he exclaimed, "We don't know where… we- "

He stopped, his eyes growing wide in amazement as he stared off into the distance.

It was a stunning sight.

House, upon towns, upon cities all spiralling up on top of each other, bright lights creating a sense of mystery. On either side of him, there were numerous bridges made of marigold petals…. It seemed like there must have been one for every city in Mexico.

"This isn't a dream…." he muttered in amazement, a grin slowly appearing on his face, "… this isn't a dream. You're all really out there!"

"You thought we weren't?"

Miguel glanced back at Tia Victoria, before shrugging. "I thought it was just one of those made-up things that adults tell kids… like vitamins."

"Miguel… vitamins are a real thing."

"Yeah, well now I'm thinking they really could be!"

As a mother and daughter (and it was so depressing to see a child skeleton) gasped in fear and shock at the sight of him, Miguel pulled his hoodie over his head, trying to hide his normal, alive face from view.

Up above, colourful creatures swirled and dipped, their shapes reminding Miguel of-

"Are those… Alebrijes?!" he cried out in amazement, "But these are- "

"- real Alebrijes." His Tio Oscar interrupted, "Spirit creatures!"

"They guide souls on their journey!" His Tia Rosita explained.

"Watch your step though…" Tio Felipe batted one away, "… they leave la caca's everywhere!"

Over a speaker system, a female voice could be clearly heard as they reached the end of the bridge, heading towards something that looked remarkable like border control. "Welcome back to the Land of the Dead, please have all offerings ready for re-entry."

There was a large queue which the family joined, as Miguel gazed around in curiosity.

"If you are experiencing travel issues, agents at the department of Family Reunions are available to assist you."

Turning his attention to the Departure gates, Miguel watched as a couple posed for a photo, the machine dinging as their ofrenda photos appeared on the computer screen and a female officer waved them through.

"And remember to return before sunrise! Enjoy your visit!"

A few more people went through the machine, before another officer made his way forward, escorting a tall, skinny man as he went.

"Again?" he heard the female officer exclaim, albeit gently, "We do this every year."

"And every year, there's a chance someone remembered him…" the male officer explained, glancing over at the skinny man, "… just… try again."

The skinny man was pulled forwards, until he was looking vacantly into the camera, only for there to be a loud, negative sounding beep followed by the female officer shaking her head sadly. "Sorry…" she whispered, "… not this year."

The male officer nodded in understanding, before forcing a smile onto his face and tugging the other skeleton away… it was then that Miguel saw something glowing on the skinny man's neck… a bite mark.

He was a claimed omega… a claimed omega with no photo on any ofrenda.

Miguel couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for him.

Before he could dwell on it any further, Tia Rosita grabbed his arm and pulled him away, exclaiming that it was their turn.

"Welcome back amigos!" the duty officer greeted eagerly, "Anything to declare?"

"A-as a matter of fact…. Yes." Papa Julio nervously answered, moving to one side as Miguel was pushed forwards, his non-skeleton face on complete display.

"H-Hola!"

The duty officer's jaw dropped right off in shock.

…..

Needless to say, the small family were rushed into the large building behind the gates.

Everyone seemed shocked to see Miguel, skulls spinning around on their necks.

As they travelled up a flight of stairs, Tio Oscar leaned down and peered at Miguel's face, only to sigh wearily, "I miss my nose."

As they entered the Department of Family Reunions, they could several raised voices, frustrations growing high.

"Help us out amigo! We've got over a dozen ofrendas to visit tonight!"

"We are not visiting your ex-wife's family for Dia de los Muertos!"

"I demand to speak to the person in charge!"

At the last voice, everyone turned to see a woman in a purple dress slam her fist against the desk, startling the poor woman who was trying to help her.

"I-I'm sorry senora!" the woman begged, "But it says here that no-one put up your photo!"

The woman dressed in a purple dress shot to her feet, the char flying back in the force of her anger. "My family always, always puts my photo up on the ofrenda!" She bent down and removed one of her high-heeled boots, slamming it against the computer, "That devil box tells you NOTHING BUT LIES!"

As their group walked a little bit closer, Papa Julio nervously spoke up. "M-Mama Imelda?"

The computer was almost practically destroyed as the woman spun around to face the group, brandishing her shoe at a terrified Papa Julio.

"Oh, mi familia!" she put her shoe back on as though nothing happened, "They wouldn't let me cross the bridge! Tell this woman and her devil box that my photo is on the ofrenda!"

"W-well…" Papa Julio tried to straighten up, slightly cowering in the face of the obvious Alpha's glare, "…. W-we never actually made it to the ofrenda."

"What?!"

"We ran into… well…. Ummm." He and the rest of their group moved to one side, to reveal Miguel standing there.

When Miguel turned his attention back to the woman (having been looking around in curiosity at the many different skeletons of different shapes and sizes), he recognised her instantly from her old photo.

Mama Imelda… the Alpha who had set the rules for their entire family all those years ago.

"Miguel?!" she spat out in shock.

She sounded angry… so angry that even Miguel found himself cowering slightly. "M-Mama Imelda!"

"… What is going on?"

Before anyone could answer, the door to their right opened up and a small man stepped through. "Are you… the Rivera family?"