A/N
Warning: Racist remarks made. I understand that it is taboo to say some things but I find it adds to the hate in the story. I do not believe in racism, nor am I racist. The characters are. So please do not be upset! You were warned.
~/-*-\~
"Keep the gold, hand over the Heating Omega." The words shook the very foundation of Rome's being. Rome himself could barely make out the scent and the Bearer was in his lap! Yet, Sadiq, he was able to sense his heat. What was going on? He was getting to old for such. Too old to protect his grandsons.
"Come now, we won't be too rough on him. We'll even let your grandsons go free." He turned to Lovi and smirked. "Even if it's a waste of a lovely ass." Sadiq's eyes turned back to Rome. "Just hand him over." He could tell that this omega was un bonded, unbreed, and best yet a virgin. The blood boiled in him and he couldn't wait to tear into that omega. Oh it had been so long since his last. He was going to savor it.
Alfred could tell Rome was in between a rock and a hard place. That he was trying to decide what to do. Give him up and brake his word to save his grandsons or lose all three? It was tough to decide. It really was. Yet as much as he tried to, he couldn't get over this feeling that he could help, that there was something he could do if he gave himself to the Alpha. It was as if a voice was calling to him, telling him to go to the Alpha. His eyes narrowed and he fidgeted in Rome's lap. He had to do something, it was his fault after all.
He moved from Rome's lap and soon found a hand wrapped around his wrist. Trying to stop him. Feliciano held him tightly, tears in his eyes. "VE~! Alfred you a don't have ta do this!" he begged. The blonde ripped his arm from the other's grasp. Ignoring the others and following the voice that told him to go out into the slaughter.
Before he could even step out of the carriage, Sadiq had him in his hold. Trying desperately to gain some sort of pleasure from their bodies touching. "Let's get a look." the foul stench of the man's breath was enough to make him queasy. His cloak was ripped off and all was silent. All eyes looked at him. He felt uncomfortable. He hated being the center of attention, hated being something they all wanted. The center of their desires. Sadiq caressed his cheek and moved close to his lips before speaking. "My, my how is it someone as beautiful as you were never breed?"
Alfred's eyes narrowed and smiled. "The answer is simple, by avoiding unsuitable Alphas like thyself!" He kneed him in the balls. Backing away and drawing the knife he had hidden. Something was not right. He had spent all his life being pampered and spoiled. How was it he was able to bare a knife against Alphas and Betas? Something was not right. During Heats Bearers were unable to resist the most eligible Alpha, yet he just kneed him in the balls. Was there someone else out there that was a better choice for him? He didn't care. Right now he had to focus on...what ever it was he was doing.
He could hear laughing from Sadiq. His eyes narrowed as he looked to the Turkish bastard. "Well, well boys get a load of this! An Omega with some balls, and in heat none the less. Don't harm him, he's quite a rare piece indeed. As for the others..." he stood tall. "Kill 'em."
The blonde Bearer's heart sank. He was afraid for the first time in years. Not for himself but his friends whom had risked this journey to help him. In his heart he knew what he had to do. He knew what had to be done. "Vargas clan." he said with a dull smile on his face as he turned to them. "I thank thy clan, for everything."
Feli's amber eyes soon filled with tears as he tried to exit the carriage. Lovi held him back, an emotionless look on his face. Rome just sat there thinking. Alfred could only smile as he closed the carriage door and smack the horse and watch it run off with the carriage into the distance. "I am thankful to thy clan." he held the rings in his hand. The three rings that Arthur had given to them to keep his Alfred close. He slipped them on his hand and gripped the dagger tighter.
"You must be either brave or stupid my dear. Either way you can't win. Omegas are weak, helpless beings that need an Alpha's protection, an Alpha's strong embrace and will to protect the children you Omegas bear! Learn your place Omega! It is below an Alpha in the bedchamber!" The others laughed, sharing his same out look on the low grade creature before them.
He was disgusted, infuriated, driven mad by the shear stupidity of the men around him. Men who claim to be Alphas and Betas but they were just vile beasts. His brother was a true Alpha. A kind caring man willing to do what needed to be done. An Alpha willing to protect yet also listen to the opinions of an Omega. Even Arthur was a true Alpha compared to these bastards, and that was saying a lot. Yet, Alfred held his tongue. He would not give them the pleasure of showing them that they had gotten to him.
His heart raced as he closed his eyes. His senses were heightened due to the heat. It was meant to help him track an Alpha but if concentrated, it was his greatest weapon. A Beta ran at him, no weapon in hand. He turned to the left spinning on his heels as his elbow was brought down upon the man's back. He fell hard to the ground, unconscious. No sounds were heard from the men, just the hushed whispers of the wind through the trees. Another Beta charged and soon fell to the ground a long side his friend. He could hear the growling from Sadiq as he laid two more Betas to rest. "You are truly a desirable Omega! Tell me, whom trained you so I may report them to their King for treason!"
Alfred smiled as he stood tall, his eyes opening and looking toward the moon. It was comforting. It always was to him. Something about the night was so glorious, so lovely. He shined brightest in the night, just like the moon. His brother shined brightest in the day like the sun. Such a beautiful person his brother was and oh how lovely he was in the light of the sun. It held no comparison. His brother held far more light then the sun ever could. "By the sun my skill was forged." his eyes narrowed at his own words. He was taught by the sun? How could that be so wrong but feel so right to say?
"The sun? The sun is your master?!" Everyone laughed. Alfred stayed in place, looking at the lovely silver moon. "Come now you jest! Such a quip is unbecoming of a fuckable Omega." This time he sent out an Alpha. This would be difficult for the small weak Omega to handle.
The Alpha stepped forward frowning at the Omega's lack of interest in him instead keeping it on the moon. "Look at me ya foolish wretch!" He charged at the blonde, ready to take him down. He was horny as fuck and this bitch was not helping. Running closer it seemed the Omega had given up until he was on his back. How? How had he been placed on his back when the damn bastard was unmoved?! He stood up again readying to charge. Running at the boy once more, he kept his eyes on the movements the child made. Just as he was about to make contact, the boy stepped to the side, extending his leg for the Alpha to trip over, eyes still locked with the moon. The man snarled as he picked himself up. Now he understood. The boy was playing games. Running once more at him, he moved to the direction the boy did and he was met with ferocious blue eyes. He was afraid of the Omega. He tried to back away but his arm was held back and soon the snapping of bone echoed in the forest followed by pain filled screams.
Sadiq's hunger for the Omega grew. The more the bitch defeated his men the more his cock ached with want. Oh he was going to enjoy fucking him. Three more Alphas laid to the cold unforgiving ground. Leaving three Alphas and six Betas left. None of the Betas were willing to face him. Two Alphas felt it a waist of time. Thus, Sadiq decided it was enough. He drew his blade and ran at the Omega. Taking him by surprise, he was able to rip the dress. The boy's eyes grew colder as his gift was ruined. He took the dagger and ran for Sadiq who dodged it and smashed his arm against the back of the Omega's head. Alfred stumbled a bit, vision blurring but he stayed strong. A grunt from the Pack Leader and another attack. Alfred dodged by ducking down and found the opportunity to deliver a harsh kick to the jaw of his enemy. The Turk's head was thrown back and he began to stumble, the taste of iron filled his mouth. "Amazing, simply amazing." he chuckled madly as he threw his blade away and shoved the boy into a tree, pinning him.
Alfred fought him, trying to get free but Sadiq pushed on his neck harder. "I'm going to enjoy this!" his hands ran up Alfred's inner thigh. The boy shuttered in response. Oh he was going to have so much fucking...A shout from one of his men deterred his thoughts. He turned around to see a man working his way through the men he had left, laying them to the ground faster then he would ever have imagined. It was a rival Alpha. He could smell it's foul stench, like rotten eggs left in the sun for three days. Hard eyes turned to him. He was dressed in tight fitting red clothes and a red mask where only his eyes showed. "So, one of the Asian clans must be near by." he looked around. "I take it you're the Pack Leader if no one else has showed."
The other said nothing. He simply pointed to Alfred and held out his hand.
Sadiq laughed. "As if I would let you Chink bastards breed with a fine Omega such as this! A true bitch in need of his place!" He charged at the man only to miss and have the man end up behind him. Once again the man repeated his actions. Pointing to the barely conscious Omega and back to holding out his hand. "OVER MY DEAD BODY!" he yelled as he swung the blade only to miss again. The man ducked and side chopped his neck causing him to fall to the ground. Looming over the immobile man, he drew his own sword and raised it above his head.
"NO!" Alfred cried. The Alpha stopped. His eyes looking a the Bearer as he tried to stand. "Don't kill. No one needs to die!" He fell to the ground. "Spare him, I beg you." He turned his pleading eyes to him, begging for the life of the man who was going to take him by force. Without a word, the man put his sword within its sheath and walked toward him. Alfred lowered his head, acknowledging the presence of a true Alpha. A hand extended to him. He hesitated, worry written all over his face. He knew this Alpha would try to breed him. That he would be bonded to him for life. This was one of his greatest fears and he could do nothing to stop it.
The Alpha picked him up bridal style and took off into the forest. Alfred held him tightly, not wanting to fall. He was feeling dizzy and tired. The blow to his head was throbbing in pain. His eyes felt so heavy and the Alpha's arms so warm and welcoming. It seemed like a perfect fit. Like that Alpha was the one, the one he was searching for. Alfred banished the thoughts from his mind. He didn't know this man. His mind was fogging quickly. All that was left was his need to sleep and so he did.
~/-*-\~
"Alfred, pray tell, do you remember such that you have never done before but tis so detailed that you know it to be true?" His brother asked out of the blue one night.
The other looked at him with wonder. "What is it you mean? Dreams? I know not a creature that doth not dream brother." He giggled as he looked out at the night sky. It was so beautiful. The moon was full and the stars shone brightly.
"Nay, not dreams. Remembrance of a life long past."
The elder was more confused. His blue eyes scanning his brother for information that was hidden. "What pray tell is wrong? Remembrance of a life long past? Surely you quip of reincarnation? Such is only fairytale not truth." his answer seemed to disappoint his brother who looked away with a bright blush on his face. "Come now, you are of Alpha blood. Stay strong and prude and fear not thy secret is safe with in thee."
"Tis no secret brother! Tis longing. Why should I remember what hath pasted and nay to you?" Alfred held his hand between his own and the blush covered Matthew's face, it was adorable. "Tis not fair! Tis not fair." he began to cry but Alfred was there to wipe them away.
"I know not what you speak of, but doth not have to be distort!" he pulled out something he had taken from their master.
Matthew looked at the maple leaf shaped cookie and smiled brightly. "Pray tell how?!" he called as he took a bite. It was hard to find them, even more so for their master to buy.
Alfred's eyes grew cold but his smile remained. "He asked a favor. A simple task to find a stone long lost." he lied and hated it. He couldn't tell him the truth.
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He was awakened by the scent of fresh bread. It smelled so warm, so sweet it made his mouth water. It was warm and sunny out side. Sitting up he found himself to be nude. Fear coursed through him. He had been taken, he was impure and now an undesirable Bearer. He laid his hand on the blanket.
The man in red walked into the room and laid him down upon the bed.
Another person walked in, a woman with long brown hair and a yellow flower in it.
She speaks but the other does not reply. Instead she leaves and he caresses his unconscious body before leaving.
The woman comes back and begins to take off his clothes.
So it was her. The fact he could still 'see' proved his was still pure. Yet, what puzzled him was why he had not taken him. Why would any Alpha not take a heating Omega? It was puzzling. He looked around, finding no clothes. So he wrapped the blanket around his body and moved carefully through the room avoiding everything as not to trigger his abilities.
He walked into what seemed to be the kitchen where the woman from the vision was cutting fresh bread. Her long hair the color of chestnuts and large eyes the color of chocolate. Her dress was plain pink silk and a flower hung from her hair. "Soon shall I fetch your cloth." She said not looking up at him, instead focusing on her task.
"Pray tell, where am I? T'was brought by thy Alpha garnished in Red." He was curious. This home was nothing like the ones he knew back in the Kingdom. The doors here slid to the side instead of opening like normal. The tables were low to the ground and held no chairs. What strange place was this?
She laughed and looked up, she was young. "Funny is your tongue!" she giggled. "Where you do live from?" Her steppes were light as she headed to the door. Once she looked at the gown she shook her head. "Far too hot! Boil you will." She threw him something blue. "Qipào!"
"Pray tell, where am I?" he asked again.
She shooed him into the room. "Qipào!"
He sighed and put it on. The long sleeves hung low but the slits ran almost to the top of his hips. he was grateful for the white pants she had given him. Once dressed, he moved to the kitchen again where the woman sat talking to another woman. This one seemed a bit older but identical to the other. Though this woman wore a qipào, as he guess it was called, like his but green. Her hair in a pony tail and hung from her shoulder.
"Lovely is he, Mao?" the pink one said. "Joining us he is, til Heat be gone."
The other smiled slightly. "Kind hearted Mei, hath asked of your brother?" She poured some tea and motioned for him to join them. "Fear not Bearer, harm you not will we."
"Pray tell, where am I?" he hoped Mao, was it, could help him.
She giggled. "Funny is your tongue as brother say." once calm she took a deep breath and looked at him. "In Chūgaku no Nihon. Land known widely through world as Chūhon."
Alfred stiffened. He knew of this place. It was said to be filled with barbarians that raped Bearers til death. Where women rule and men follow their every word without a hesitation. It was said to be filled with monsters and demons that took what they wished without a thought for life. Yet, worst of all, he was told it was filled with spirits of the dead.
This place was nothing like that.
So far.
"Lovely Chūhon is!" Mei said as she pushed the bread to Alfred. "Tell us you where from?"
Alfred could understand what they were saying but the order of the words he just could not understand. Then again his way of speech must be off to them as well. Funny how languages were so different. "I hale from a land close thy land, the Kingdom of Deutschland."
Mao narrowed here eyes. "Not look like native." she said as she stood up and circled him. "Lovely by far for brutal men to touch. Thy land ist filled with shallow hearts and corrupt ways."
Alfred perked up. "Thou hath been there? Thy speech declares it!" Perhaps she would lead him back.
"Thy words are true. Yet, no intention doth I bear to bring you back." she stood up and walked from the room taking his hope with her.
His eyes wandered to the other who simply sat there smiling. Something was odd, as if he was missing a large piece of the puzzle. Then again, things were never black and white when it came to him. Mao called for the other to come to here and soon he was left alone. He looked sadly down at the bread, realizing he was truly alone in this place. He heard the floor creak but needed not to turn. It wasn't the women, no, there steps were light as air. This was someone far larger then them, someone who hid his scent behind the smell of fresh bread which did nothing to hide the scent of his rapidly coming heat. It was an Alpha no doubt. His eyes narrowed as he waited for him to draw closer.
Alfred found himself pinned to thee ground looking up at the Alpha with wide eyes. Not that he was pinned, not at the possibility of being breed by this masked Alpha, no, what scared him most was that he had his bare hand on the Alpha's arm, and he was unable to see his past...