Alpha, Beta, but Never an Omega –
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Chapter two will have a warning in it for now. This is the beginning of Dick's new plan. Will things go south after his running away from his father kind of…bombed a bit? Find out!
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Chapter Two: Climbing Walls All by Myself
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Dick drove on with enough funds to get his bike to any motel outside of the city he could. He could, had a big red bleeping dot not made him pull over and check the security of his motorbike.
There was…no way he could deactivate it. Not until he found a shop to remove the camera. Damn it.
Bruce was on his case.
Dick got off towards a curb and locked up his bike before gripping his skull and skulking on two legs. Acting the madman, it wasn't unnecessary in Gotham to be yourself. He could live with not wearing a mask or goggles or something to hide his face besides a pair of shades he'd-
Dick faced the curb and stomped on it like a bratty two year old before stopping. He moved to the wall and leaned up into it. "Fuck you, B…you ruin everything…" Dick groaned into his palms as he gave himself one second before hearing a vibrating cell in his jacket pocket. He tore that off and set it by the side, his eyes bloodshot from the stress of going back to…
Bruce would give him no bail on this one. He'd just as well be the tabloid's concern if his temper –
Dick's ears pricked up. His ears heard trouble; the alley from where he was had a screaming noise. Metal to gun violence. He had no mask, no weapon beside his escrima. He was still going to break the law, Beta or no…
He got up, with knowing it could be a break in by those rattling chains. Knowing because, because Robin still had to pass the rest of his knowledge to the new generation. Scoffing at the idea of Tim or Dami being smarter than he ever was with their tech, Dick stole away down the alley and removed himself to seem almost transparent in the robbers' eyes. He'd report it. Stop it. Do what he could until he could head to whatever run down motel would take his student I.D seriously.
"We gotta go, Charles." The four men were wearing obvious black. Always the latest trend in bad v.s badder monthly. They were gonna love wearing horizontal stripes as Dick stayed silent with his sticks at the replay. He was a beta, not an alpha. No way even with a little title none if these punks could huff at did he give to flying shots. He'd take those stupid mods heat babies took WHEN it was time. He didn't see a glob of guck up his ass, so why –
"Hey, Frankie. Just go check around and see if we are clear to pull this off. Alright?"
"GO fucking run into a bat? You know I'm allergic ta –
" Shuddap and do this or we leave ya behind."
Wow. Dick turned to the wall and stayed quieter than a damn cat on the roof. Or an owl.
"Fine. I damn well gonna have ta, low even of the pole, my ass." Grumbled the man as he came the spider's way. Dick knew what to do as he took his time coaxed it on. Closer…the man sniffed his way over.
Closer…
Each footstep biding its time, until…
"Wmmn!"
The man was grappled like a SPIDER to his web as Dick dragged the man to knock him out with one trick any cop or fighter knew. The man crumpled unconscious as the others were getting angry. "YO, is Frankie done? We got the stash an damned if Sionas gets testy."
Dick made sure to say nothing once again.
"Go check on that asshole. We gotta leave before a bat shows. I am not going to that big house with the clown up in my business. Fuck it."
"Whatever, I got this." This one had a weapon as Dick held up his and again waited for Mrs. spider's next meal.
"Fran-
~ Gahc!~
The third and the fourth and final idiots were not gonna bug up his day as Dick found this to be a game now. A waiting game to see if –
"They ain't coming. I'm going, Ton. This was doomed from the start."
"Take one step down that alley, the big house might look cozier than the trash cans." Dick quipped as he kept up his coat hood and stepped into the light. "It's just us, now drop your weapons and I'll go easy."
"He's a kid?? Don't do nothing! Get em!"
The shot fired as these scampering rats had Dick gather the adrenaline he needed to dodge and twist out of the way. Closer, his sticks lashed out to hit the gunman in the chest as he hit the wall. All promised. "I fucking swore! We got nothing –
"Stealing from a pharmacy is pretty illegal I think." Dick looked up at the closed sign of the local shop and tutted. "I'd say ten for life." He smirked, twirling his sticks as his arm came out t –
"Not a chance, punk!"
The man had what looked to be a canister of pepper spray. Only It had a more floral aroma as he pulled back and coughed at the aerosol's power…
Dick held his skull. What…. was…. that?
He clung to a wall, his body having hot flashes that he'd think a fever could bring on. He didn't know why, but the heat got so much worse. He groaned and fell into the alley as the chuckling adults started to both rouse. "Get the boys or leave um. I just found us our ticket ta Sionas's mercy."
The last thing Dick recall was another shot of the spray abd everything got blurry, so many sounds were under…. water, as the men pulled him by the arms deeper down the alley. Deeper, towards the docks.
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There was nothing safe about returning to Gotham. The white haired male felt even whiter as he itched at a special shot taken to keep his pheromones in check. Only if he decided to gather up his libido would that matter. Slade Wilson, Deathstroke. This was no mini vacation; all the good evil lord had been taken so a safe house was all he could plan for until returning to his estate down south.
Bats, were the trouble. He took out his binoculars from up on high and stared down at a quick footed young adult. He was…
Headed down an alley?
The boy had the build of someone who didn't slack off, but the dark hair and lack of a scent disruptor or blocker meant he wasn't some runaway Omega looking to earn his daily bread.
Slade watched from the roof as the kid looked to be scoping out a break in. Now, why would he…
Slade saw the kid pop out his head. Bad move, as that voice ring a decent few risks of being recognized.
"Take one step down that alley, the big house might look cozier than the trash cans."
Comparing common thugs to garbage was cruel, yet only a quip like that made Slade stay and watch. And the weapons, he had to watch.
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Only into losing one man down on the robber's team, the man shifted for his stash of what Slade recognized to work on Omega for trafficking. He'd seen it. Headlines of missing beats in an underground joint and their protection all but thwarted by delegates and lawyers with Alpha egos. For shame. What was the world coming to? He rolled his eyes barely and watch the kid get hit with the dangerous pheromones-
Wait…. was, the kid…
The boy went down towards the wall as the two men still up, started to chatter away once they were in the clear with their other little steal.
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Slade didn't know why he cared. Joey. Had to be why. He was an Omega with an arts degree and a kind soul. Deep down, even if this kid was important and, in his face…he couldn't let them get their way.
The kid's lips drooled and his legs bucked pathetically. Whatever that drug was capable of, another fine dose would make the kid dog food to where ever these thugs had a mind to take the boy. "Check ta see for marks. Did he get his shots yet?"
"Nope, but he's got an ass, no toys up front. Pretty sorry. Should we dump um, Joe?"
"Naw." The ringleader raised the boy's head as he had a sliver of black, corded gag for the kid to stay quiet while he was malleable. "He responds like a slut, so who cares if he ain't got a pussy. We can still make buck on him if Black Mask likes what he sees."
Darkly, Slade's ye suddenly changed. This was serious. The boy's I.D was ripped from his pocket as the snort from one thug had Slade slipping slowly closer from the rafters of this bare, warehouse by the docks. His things this time were above ground. No schemes until he had the right to start making trouble.
Well, the boy's name being spoken was a shock enough as the man's eye narrowed angrily.
"Richie, Grayson…holy hell! Thos little fucker is the Wayne brat!"
"No shit? We could pull off a ransom. Here that, baby? We can both be happy. You'll get home and let your daddy murder that fine ass for running away. Little slut. You can't even talk! Hah!"
Slade saw it too. The budget in Duck Grayson's pants was hypnotic as he squirmed and let the tip of his cock leak into his briefs. His eyes were glossy, unaware of why the men had him tied and…
Their eyes grew dark as one licked his lips. "I got a phone. Let's make the video right now."
Damn hyenas…he hated that boy yet respected Robin. And now…
Slade seeped in an unheard breath.
Robin was about to be treated like their little bitch.
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They were holding one phone. One by his chest, opening up the jacket and pulling his shirt up over his head, while another helped hold the boy's legs in place as he pulled down the bat's jeans to reveal a nearly adult prick popping out. "He's not even presented yet? Fuck, we get to be the firsts."
Dick was whining behind the gag as the man at his chest started to play with the boy's normal sized nipples. Dick let out a keening protest as the man at his legs slapped the boy's thigh to quiet down. Heat flushed across his chest and to his brow as Dick didn't have to ability to push them off while under the influence of a rather potent aphrodisiac that even if not an Omega, the boy felt deep in his physiology of something…else…
Slade was this close to jumping in until the men started talking to the camera. As distasteful as this was, the kid could feel it. Well, a part of his mind was gone until the drug wore off…
Until he realized with a pattering heart, that each of those men were either beta, or alpha. Slade's eye zoomed in on the man at the kid's chest as he sucked down on a nub, then dipped a hand into the boy's slick running, and sweaty asshole. That would be…
Painful. The kid didn't have a claiming bite from a partner or liver like an adult, because in a way, this was it. He'd never, even done it once…
Slade thought.
His, first?
"Get me nice an' wet, baby." Cooed the man with his fingers clinging to the inside of Dick's slippery hole. The boy moaned and squirmed to get some way to at least sit up, yet the man at his ass then licked a stripe up higher and tongue his lips to let the kid taste what he could. The arousal, the dirty seed of some other unfortunate. Dick shuddered as the man let a drool strand slip between them like lovers. "You're gonna get fucked like my bitch. Smile for daddy, slut."
Teeth as a wild fox's, the silver fox above was having enough as the idiot hyena took to his pants and unzipped. Cock plopping out as THAT. THAT, sent Slade to send his first knife flying.
He really hated cleaning up other people's messes.
"Joe!" The man with the camera pocketed the thing without shutting it off as the man holding Dick got ready to move. Slade shot at the ass hole as a spray of blood from the man's face hit Dick in the temple and sprayed the inebriated brat in flecks of Scarlett. He was quite the picture as Slade set down his libido and cut down every last useless drug smuggler in the room. He went over to their little stash and checked the label. "This won't wear off for awhile." Slade bit the inside of his cheek, his eye turning to a moaning Grayson as his body lay on its side. Puffs of hot air coming from behind the shifty gag, so Slade tore that out a second to see if he was wrong. "You didn't stay with the flock. Either way, Daddy won't see you layered in their remains…
"H….p…lease…." The boy whispered out in a scattered gee words. Slade pulled the boy up and unbound his wrists. "Later, you need to get to the ba –
"Take me! Please!"
Slade was not just attacked by the boy, but the kid. Someone in those eyes was not there to get good straight As and live the easy life. Slade saw deep down, that the kid wanted to get out and see what he was worth. Poor brat. He had no idea –
"Please!"
The boy gripped the mask and pulled it up in a flash, the pheromones biting his throat as Slade fell under their spell in one. Forced and messy, kiss on the lips. "Please…no…going…back… Please …" Dick kissed him again as the damned cloud of sex and lust was this close to putting that kid on his back. Slade refused and took the gag to shove it back between the kid's lips. He re- fastened the binds on the kid's wrists and with a heave ho, the kid was hoisted over over the mad man's shoulder. "There's time to take back what you said.. "Slade snorted as the boy's head lulled, his body still under the plan of some very disturbing people. All alpha, he swallowed.
Like he was.
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The breeze was fine as the boy's first ever hangover started to drop. He was placed earlier on the mattress of the mercenary in Slade's remaining safe house. The bat would wait. Slade would send the memo and have his peace and quiet back.
The kid batted his eyes softly as Slade turned to the boy from the other side of the room with a cup of coffee in hand. He also had the phone the thugs had planned to send. The boy's slick staining their fingers in all the wrong ways.
The kid, was not presenting at what, eighteen? His I.D had said it. In college soon too. He was however generally amiss to one detail. The boy had responded not like any other type but an omega, yet his license stated a Beta. Could –
The kid groaned and sat up from the other side of the studio. Slade hated those, bit this was not meant to grant attention to the masses. He had the right to bear ugly curtains over all if his windows.
"Wah…. un…" The boy leaned back down into the pillows with a thus and a new , pitiful groan.
"Don't stand yet. You're in recovery." Slade took a sip. His white hair and patch no shock. The boy had returned and had found out everything about 'Slade' from the dreaded Bat computer. Being the ever-willing son of a detective, for the first time they never once crossed paths. Slade wanted to quietude, the solace he'd left as Deathstroke.
"Un….know..I…." Dick batted those dark lashes once more as his mouth went agape. "Slade! What are –
"You, were being a very bad vat just then. I just saved your carcass from becoming a new headline for the whole GCPD. What is the number, boy. I'm calling your big –
"NO!" Dick strained out with a hand to his skull. "I…don't want him to kill know any…anything. Please, I'll pay your fee, but don't…don't talk to my father."
"Why not?" Slade put down his coffee, a bit irritated by the order. "I can if I wanted to, have your license permanently suspended. The fact that those alpha, yes. Alpha, boy. They got a hold of you so easily. Didn't you think that you couldn't handle this as your civilization self? Why did you –
Dick's body swayed until nausea took hold. Slade sighed and ran to get a bucket from the closet. "Here." He didn't care about the bed. He had a military cot in the closet too. "Don't take to –
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A bit of toast later, Dick was…mostly able to speak his part without crying about it. "I'm a beta. Bruce told me I couldn't get a degree in law enforcement. He said…beta were meant to stay as caregivers to others. But I'd never get my wish. That –
"Why a cop, anyway?' Slade handed the kid a bit more bread as the brat took it without complaining. "You don't get much pay as an intern, your hours are shit. I'd think it admirable to go wkth your childhood guilt, but this…I'd take you as a gym instructor. Not holding-
"It's to get my own name out there. I…wanted to go it on my own, as a hero. I need a job, something. And for some reason that was all that might pay my bills."
"What city, in Gotham?" Slade sipped his coffee, now reheated without will to doctor up a new pot. "The laws here prohibit nepotism on a grand scale. Even Barbara is not allowed to help out her daddy, I take it?"
"No, she's an Omega."
Slade blinked. "And, a beta cannot work with her, because…"
"Look, it's completely different. She, most of my family wants me…" Dick muttered under his breath. "To, replace our…butler."
"Come again?"
"TO BE A DAMN HOUSE MAID!" Dick shouted back. "Happy?? He said a doctor or a. …a teacher, but I know Alfred would choose me in a heartbeat. The nest just got bigger with Duke and Damian, and I don't get to look forward to ever…"
"He's wrong, if you think that." Slade huffed. "You even think like a damn omega. So damned, spoiled."
"That's a stereotype, and I'm not." Dick hissed. "I'm a beta, Destined to be a nurse maid to future bats. That's…it's not fair!" Dick crawled up into his knees and hid there with a sob. "I mean, I did everything to show him I was capable. I even left my friends to come home, and he…he lied to me…"
"What did you do to get out?" Asked the madman as Dick wiped his nose on a presented tissue from a full box from his savior. "I…I punched him, and ran out." Dick weakly said. "Slade, this isn't right. I…I don't know what to do anymore. I won't be able to go to my friends, they all would get me back…and, and Bruce-
"Afraid of the big, bad, bat? I thought you should hate his guts." Slade downed his brew and placed it aside before speaking his part. "I coukd help you get to any random location, but how do I know you're not tagged?"
"Ah! My bike –
"Left it. That was set with a tracker. You knew that and left it and then. Then, well, trouble found you."
"I had no idea that…that could happen. But if I go out again, what then? I have no contacts left. No place to go, and my college is being paid for by a man who could blackmail me to go back with that gag down my throat!" Dick noted the gag the thugs had shoved between his lips as the nausea nearly returned to empty his stomach.
"Like I said, there is a way, but you may say no at any time if…if you don't agree to what your last request was."
"I…I WASN'T-
"Oh, I know." Slade chuckled, his hand moving with hos body now seated on the edge of the bed. Dick was curled up and waiting to hear just what the man knew. In a way, he was no better than Wayne for doing this.
"Your body does, at least, it told me it wanted a change…"
The man leaned in before caging the kid down as Dick pushed off, yet Slade…he was immovable and stronger. Even in day clothes. "Slade! I never…I wasn't thinking!"
"Are you so sure? You weren't happy with being your assigned seat at Wayne's table. Beta shouldn't be treated the way you have. Your body responded outside of its physical ability, and yet you don't carry a small cunt or even have a heat to have given you reason to rut. Whether those alpha or even Wayne saw right through it, all of this…. screams, Omega ." Grinned the wolf at Dick's front door as he shuddered and shook his head. "Slade…that's a mistake. It…it could be a weird new drug-
"Maybe, but I know that label and I know your reaction wasn't any act by a former performer." Slade put a hand to the kid's cheek as that eye lured him back to look, the boy however was resistant to his power of seduction.
"What was your mother? Omega, boy? Your father, siblings?"
"That…isn't any of your business-
"It is. I saved you." The man stated. "I have to know right now what I'm working with. Your genetics could be the key. Despite your beta inheritance, you have the smallest mixed scent…of an omega trying not to present. Why wait?"
"Slade!"
The man was an alpha, Dick panicked and knew he gas to get out. He had to go out of this city. Maybe lie to his friends and find a really, good lawyer –
"Hey! Stop it! I'm no –
Dick bit down at the thumb by his lip as Slade only anchored open the kid's mouth. "I want to see, just wjat your little genetic code has made for me to judge. If you are in fact, a borderline case for me to bitch and claim. If I do…Wayne can't ever have you –
"Slade…no…stop this!" The boy was given no respite as his pants were yanked diwn wkth hard force. Slade palmer at the straightened cock up against the boy's narrow abdomen. Still smaller than any bets by a few inches, that explained a lot. "Even your cock isn't adult enough to tell anyone the truth. But it makes perfect sense. You inherited both traits, boy. And now, right now, it's my sworn civic duty to carry out the law..."
"I'm not!! Get… off me!" Dick tried to kick, but it did no good. The man was rhino tough as his touch to Dick's slightly underwhelming cock made the boy's legs lock tightly together. "Hah….stop…"
"Why should I? The drug is out, I'm all you need, so go ahead." Slade kept pulling, he kept trying, trying and Dick…he couldn't stop it as that same heated hair returned to make the boy stack as a doll for his enemy to man handle.
"Relax…I didn't even have to scruff you. So upsetting, for an elder bat to be so easy."
"Easy…. not…not… ah!"
Slade moved his over hand to come up to the kid's nipples as the thugs had done. Only, he sucked first, played later. "They went full red in seconds." He flicked one and watched the kid's cock buck a bot qkth the red fleeing to the kid's chest and neck. Dampened wkth sweat, the scent was turning floral. "Are you sure you're not part omega, Richard? I think your body knows best what it wants me to do to it."
He shook his head. "Not…not…one…let…g – g –
"You even act reluctant to do a thing." Chuckled the man above the teen. "This will give your initiation far more meaning for us…" His hand then moved as Slade unzipped. His hand moving once more to find the boy's hole and take what he was truly after. "Stay still, you can't get loose enough for your first time. Without a little, prep." The man popped in a digit as Dick keened out, louder than with the thug up his ass.
"That never happened with your missed target. Humph, maybe…" Slade teased and moved in a second finger to get sucked into the tight heat the boy had been keeping, locked away from his partners. "Barbie didn't approve of your ass, or your ambitions? Either way, being a hero means you can't be so vulnerable, little bird. If you did have the physiology of an omega without a cunt, then I'm sorry to say your options at finding love are thinned, greatly."
"That's…. not true…. not…-
"They said you were too soft as a future partner; they would have crushed you. Like I'm doing now, to open…you… up."
A third digit now, as the scissoring nails bumped against spots that made the boy see spots in his vision. "Getting the hang of it now, Grayson? I'm not such a bad guy, once you've gotten use to my scent. Drink in what you feel. Don't hide."
Slade was talking, and a sma dark part of Richard…felt hotter by his tome. He moaned into the sheets and bit his lips bloody to stop the pressure as the man's over hand went for the boy's neglected cock. Building and building still, until the kid let go his hoarse cry, cum splattering white and in number over his tight abdomen. Slade just drak it all back in with that patch and his smirk making the man look devilishly sure that he had won the boy's attention over from Wayne. "Do you get it now? You can still be all beta, but those hormones. Those feelings you get. Those, are partly from mommy dearest. Your drive, is primarily…" The man unzipped all the way before removing his fingers slowly from the kid's puckered ass hole. It gaped out as Dick gasped, fishing through the sheets for only air and cloth as Slade found a place to wrench open the boy's legs. He had it, Slade watched the twitching hole and grew ever hungrier.
"The alpha in any city would think the same as me or even daddy bats. it was purely good fortune that your abduction was thwarted by any other, old friend."
"YOU…" Dick heaved out as je gripped the man's arm, vertigo eating him alive as he put his eyes shut for the for worst part and groaned. "Were never, my friend…"
"You did me a solid in Jump City." Smile shrugged and braved the boy with his knees further by his ears. "You flex easily for a friend. Don't you see it? We could even be, partners…" Purred the lust filled devil. "Just like this. If I make you my omega, only in this room, you could promise Wayne…" Slade thrust in as the first of his tight toy's entrance squirmed back. Sensitive virgin thing, grinned the mercenary. Slade held those thighs steady as the kid shot the man a bleary death glare. "It won't hurt as much after I do this. It will feel like home, even. Your home. And Wayne? You can tell him to back off for real this time!"
"A- AZH!!"
Dick bit his tongue as that bled out from only a trickle. Dick's wetted mouth tasted like bile as the older man inched in, his deep want for that entrance was growing needier, his scent heavier and Dick was caught under the weight of that stormy cloud of deceit. He couldn't move, couldn't even scream as the mastermind took his first time. His very heat was driven out of him from a man who thought they owed one another…
Not…. not, an omega….
Dick thought this over and over, as Slade pounded into what he would have called the boy's makeshift 'cunt.'
Dick gasped and let out a slow whine as Slade moved like a rolling dark wave in the shadows of the man's studio apartment. It was nightfall; he'd never sleep again as Dick put his hands over his eyes, as the smallest change had his legs vice tightly round whatever was coming.
"OH, YOU'RE SO LUCKY, BOY…" The lecherous old assassin seemed too pleased to tell Dick this, as his cock was overflowing, but not as a human. More a dog...
Dog….
Dick cried out as the fat knot firmed up in his ass, it… hurt! Stretching him as his gut cramped up, and his body couldn't handle the stream as it inflated to end up fatter and fatter. "Good to bitch...you…as promised, Grayson...get ready…"
The man pushed in so deep, so strongly scented at Dick couldn't stay away. His eyes dilated out of fear, out of whatever Slade's were darkening from as the boy's ass was given no respite. "S – Slade-
Dick didn't know why his ears had popped. His body arched to the air as if he had no spine to catch to the sweat soaked sheets of their forced coupling. It wasn't what he'd asked for. He wasn't…. wasn't an omega, not even on any exam.
Bruce.
Would never lie to him….
The knot blew out. Wide. Thick globs of hot cum filled his deepest parts within. Dick twitched at the sensation and lost. He felt nothing, empty, despite the seed filling up what would have been an…. Omega, cunt.
In their world, some male omega had those and got exploited as objects. Women on occasion would be born with a cock, but this was only reported fourteen times in history. He only had that perfect ass that everyone had rejected.
Dick knew why. He wasn't wanted for what he was, but…Slade…. Slade was…
Dick shut his eyes and left the world a while. The scent of forest fires and metallic copper lulled him off to sleep…sleeping for a time, as the only thing he didn't forget with a new yell, was a set of teeth marks digging strikingly down into his already tender collarbone.
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Pact made and…...? Find out!