Now dance, fucker, dance
Man, I never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you
And now you'll lead the way
Show the light of day
Nice work you did
You're gonna go far, kid
Trust, deceived!
With a thousand lies
And a good disguise
Hit 'em right between the eyes
Hit 'em right between the eyes
When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See 'em running for their lives
The Offspring, You're Gonna Go Far, Kid
Beverly opened her eyes, but nothing was visible, the only flare of light was coming from under the door. A little sliver of light that let Beverley see the faint outlines of about ten or so other Omegas.
"Beverly?" Came Brian's hushed voice. "Beverly, are you awake?"
"Brian? Yeah I am. Where are you?" She whispered back through the dark.
The beam of light was broken by Brian waving his fingers by the door.
"Over here."
Beverley felt relief at knowing he was there. Alive.
"Brian what's happening?"
Brian sighed. "I don't know. That weird procurer guy drugged me and then I woke up her in these fucking chains."
Beverley hadn't realized until then that her she was chained, they were heavy and bound her wrists to what she assumed would be the wall or floor. That relief she had felt quickly vanished to oblivion.
"I expected it to be like The House, never thought it could get worse." She half joked.
"Is anyone else awake?" Brian sounded so optimistic.
"I am, Brian."
They recognized the voice as Richie's and another wave of relief settled over Beverly.
"I am." Came a strange female voice, English it sounded like.
"Me too." Said a man.
"Who's me?" Beverly asked.
"Hayleigh." The English voice to her left answered.
"Erik."
They all went silent when mumbled voices came from the other side of the door. Feet creating shadows.
"What are they saying?"
"Shhh I can't hear."
Brian being closest to the door, leaned down pulling on his own chains so his back was on the floor and his chained arms where up in the air almost a ninety degree angle. He couldn't see under the door but he was pretty close. No one spoke for a time, they just let Brian listen to the distorted voices. No one could see the terrified look on Brian's face as he sat himself back up.
"Oh God."
"What?" Beverley and Richie said in unison.
"We aren't in rooms because this place isn't like The House. We are going to be sold."
Marcus had never told Jack the truth, even when they had worked together all those years ago. Marcus liked his secrets, especially the ones that made him money. Money was the only thing Marcus Delaware actually gave a shit about.
"No. No. No, no no." Richie was panicking.
"Come on we have all been through this before." said the English voice.
"Wait you haven't, have you?" Asked Erik.
"No!" Beverley blurted, she sounded almost like she was hyperventilating.
Erik sighed as if planning his next words carefully. No one could see it but Beverley worried her bottom lip.
"The guy in charge is called Marcus and the dude that drugged you is his procurer Dolarhyde, he is one insane son of a bitch. He takes us and then Marcus sells us to the highest bidder."
"Omega trafficking!" Beverley blurted out. She couldn't see it but Erik nodded.
"Me and Erik belonged to the same Alpha a while back, she likes to get new ones ever few years so she sold us to Marcus."
No one could say anything else before they were blinded by light as Dolarhyde entered carrying a brown battered clipboard. He looked down at it and said.
"First batch of five."
Dolarhyde looked to Brian with a knowing smile on his face.
"One, four, nine, thirteen and twenty."
He pointed around the room to different Omegas. One being Brian. Five betas entered the room and began unchaining them and slapping the unconscious ones awake, in a matter of seconds they were all forced out the door.
"You can't do this!" Beverley screamed.
Dolarhyde turned and pinned her by the neck to the cold filthy wall. He smiled.
"I can do as I like. I would by you and teach you a few lessons, but I don't think you're worth that much money."
With that he threw Beverley back to the floor and left slamming the door behind him.
Brian, Richie and the other just awoken Omegas where dragged down a long hallway. The florescent lights above their heads hurt their eyes and Brian was sure he could hear them buzzing, almost like they were taunting him.
They were pulled into large room that looked like an old ball room. There were many Alphas looking at them as they were dragged up onto a platform. A man he assumed was Marcus stood behind a podium with a grin on his face. The Betas forced the Omegas out of what little clothing they had as if to show them off to the hungry Alphas. Dolarhyde pulled a scared looking Indian girl to centre stage and Marcus stepped towards her.
"Name."
The girl didn't answer she just lowered her eyes to the floor in an attempt to pretend it wasn't happening. She wasn't prepared for Marcus' large Alpha had striking her face. The noise echoed around the room.
"Name!"
"Y...Yavana." She stuttered out.
Marcus stepped back to his podium to address the other Alphas.
"Omega one: Yavana. What can I get for this little slip of an Omega?"
"One-twenty." Announced a tall blonde man at the back of the crowd of Alphas.
"One-thirty." Bided a red-headed woman right at the very front.
"One-forty." Said a different woman.
"One-fifty." Said the redhead.
The room fell silent as people debated if Yavana was worth more. No one was willing to bid again. After a few moments Marcus spoke.
"Sold, to number fifty-five for $150,000."
The woman looked pleased with herself as she watched a beta pull Yavana off the stage and into another room. Dolarhyde then pushed Brian forward.
"Name." Marcus demanded.
"Brian." The Omega spoke loudly, like he wasn't afraid. Really he was petrified.
"Oh good a cooperative one." Marcus leaned in so only Brian could hear him. "You are gonna go far, kid."
Marcus again returned to his podium.
"Omega two: Brian. Let's start at two-fifty."
"Two-fifty." Said the blonde man that had bided on Yavana.
"Three hundred." Said a woman.
Brian heard her but didn't know which one had spoken. Marcus raised an eyebrow at the jump in price. Male Omegas fetched more money but he didn't think he would get such a jump so soon.
"Do I hear three-ten?" Marcus was going to get as much for Brian as was physically possible.
"Three-ten." Announced the original blonde bidder.
"Three-twenty."
"Three-thirty." Added a new bidder.
Marcus decided to push a little more, after all an Alpha willing to pay three-thirty was willing to pay three-fifty.
"Do hear three-fifty"
"Yeah, three-fifty." The blonde Alpha seemed determined but so did the woman almost directly in front of Brian.
"Three-sixty-five."
Marcus grinned.
"Three-eighty."
Brian didn't believe what was happening, why was this man willing to pay so much for him, he didn't know. Brain decided it would be better to just stay quiet.
"Three-ninety." For a moment the woman thought she had won.
"Four hundred."
The woman fell silent, she knew she was beaten and there were always other Omegas she could pick up for a little cheaper. She rather liked the look of Richie. Marcus chimed in.
"Going once, going twice, sold to a persistent number nineteen for $400,000"
Marcus nodded to Dolarhyde and Brian was dragged away.