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Run.
Labored breaths were escaping Honda’s beautifully slashed lips.
Keep running.
Blood was oozing past the Omega’s pale and delicate fingers.
What if he finds me?
Honda’s vision became blotchy and unreliable.
Aish shibal!
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2 Hours Earlier
Honda’s weak and pathetic reflection was brokenly being echoed back to him through a small mirror hanging above his bed, heh, such a resemblance to that of a dead spirit cruelly taunting the sanity of its possessed victim. The Omega let out a trembling breath; Honda’s cat-like eyes which shimmered like fallen autumn leaves blossoming amongst the benign welcome of late September, were tinted with the warmest shades of a melancholic despair.
Loneliness.
Like the warmth of a deep chestnut flame; a lonely candlelight amongst the inescapable void that humanity was, the Omega was being sent off against his will, like a sacrifice waiting to be devoured by a hungry man-eating God. And at this point, why not add more salt to the festering wound caused by Honda’s confusion and lack of strength.
Everything was going wrong.
The Omega’s glittering brown eyes twinkled with such misfortune, Honda slowly tore away from his pitiful reflection and instead, his gaze longingly rested against the image of the minimalistic room that he shared with his three unnies for the past 25 years. So many memories were made here and the mere thought of losing the only sense of home he’s ever felt, within the next five minutes, made the Omega sick to his stomach.
Honda noticed his cherry red lips were pathetically quivering against his will, immediately, the Omega bit the inside of his cheek, instantly tasting blood, but it was enough to prevent himself from crying. Please, not now. Honda couldn’t fathom the notion of being purchased by him; on top of that, his unnies weren’t here right now and the sensation of being abandoned by his only family was wounding him even more than the idea of being sold off to some pervert whose been lusting after him ever since he was a child.
But, even so, the room surrounding him felt unstable, almost as if there was a never-ending earthquake, gentle in its nature yet powerfully dominant. What the hell is happening? The Omega was this close to losing his balance, his entire body was frantically battling against the forces of gravity’s death-like pull. If Honda didn’t get his fucking shit together, he’d most certainly lose the battle against gravity and find himself being brutally slammed against the wooden floor.
The Omega closed his eyes, taking multiple deep breaths and hoping it would calm him down but… his physical state seemed to be getting worse. Honda opened his eyes to the sight of his pale hands and — ah, that made a lot more sense, he was trembling all over.
Why am I always weak?
Why am I expecting someone to save me?
Ha, am I really nothing more than just a complete disappointment?
The Omega could feel his breaths rapidly transforming into heaving pants and if that wasn’t bad enough, a few seconds later, Honda found himself hyperventilating. The Omega was having difficulty breathing when the door to his shared bedroom was roughly pushed open. The heaviness of carrying a wicked burden was suddenly being lifted from Honda’s shoulders, with an urgent desperation of hope being at arm’s length, the Omega brightly faced the intruder or should he say, his savior for that matter.
Save me.
Honda’s sweet and radiant smile dropped ever so slowly, the person responsible for his unhappiness smugly entered his bedroom with an obnoxious smile on his face. “Are you ready to go, brat?”
The Omega hated the person standing before him, through a nonconsensual agreement, Honda was expected to be someone else’s property, but as pathetic as it was, the Omega fell onto his wobbly knees, recklessly begging and pleading for a way out of this fucked up situation. “Pastor Jeong-min, please. Stop this. I don’t want to become that man’s pet — “
Pastor Jeong-min — an Alpha — rolled his eyes at the annoying sight of Honda finally coming onto his knees but for the stupidest fucking reason and with no restraint, the Alpha approached the Omega with heavy steps and delivered the most brutal slap across Honda’s face, before towering over the Omega and violently putting an end to Honda’s signing. “Stupid brat, enough!”
The Omega was easily subdued into complete silence; this was the first time Pastor Jeong-min ever raised a hand against him. Honda was speechlessly staring at the wooden floor and although the aftermath of his reaction was delayed, almost like an afterthought, the Omega caressed his bruised cheek and instantly felt droplets of blood pouring from his torn lower lip.
Honda, in fear, felt himself going into a trance as the patches of blood staining the palm of his hand were merely a warning sign, showing how far an Alpha was willing to go, to remind an Omega of their lowly and rightful place.
The Alpha snarled, angrily grabbing the Omega’s chin and forcing Honda’s gaze towards his own. “Listen here, you fucking cunt. Can’t you see this is for the greater good? The church has an opportunity to earn easy cash and all you have to do, is give up your body. This is a once in a lifetime chance and I will not allow a stupid fucking ignorant mute like you, to ruin this exchange.”
Pastor Jeong-min viciously added pressure against the Omega’s torn lip with the pad of his thumb, making Honda bleed even more and with an obscene smirk, the Alpha began to smear the Omega’s blood all over his soft and abused lips. “This is your fault, Honda. You could have been mine before he laid claim on you.”
Pastor Jeong-min was completely entranced by the sinful sight before him, the Alpha smiled perversely, wishing that he could have been the first one to pop Honda’s cherry. “Even after all these years, your delicate features and innocent beauty always gets me fucking hard. A male Omega. Ha. A rare delicacy, indeed.”
Pastor Jeong-min held the Omega’s gaze while sucking his thumb clean. “Aish. Even your blood is sweet.”
The Alpha kept teasing Honda but the Omega couldn’t hide the fact that he was absolutely disgusted by him, Honda kept pulling away from Pastor Jeong-min’s touch and that alone, pissed the Alpha off; so, Pastor Jeong-min delivered another slap to the Omega’s face and watched as Honda fell against the wooden floor with a loud thud! “For years, ever since you were a little boy, I’ve been dying to fuck you.”
The Alpha sighed in annoyance, crouching down and creepily petting the Omega’s midnight black hair. “I guess it’s true what they say, you can’t win em’ all. Rather than submitting your body to me, you are about to be claimed by a stranger. Heh. No wonder your parents abandoned you.”
Pastor Jeong-min hovered above Honda’s face, leaning down and kissing the Omega’s cheek. “Whore.”
Honda could feel his stomach twisting into painful knots as the Omega could feel the slight remnants of saliva clinging onto his cheek. Honda should be filled with rage at this point, being subjected to this man’s perverted ways was no easy feat, yet the Omega’s mind became cloudy with faraway thoughts.
Was it right for his parents to abandon him at a church, the night he was born?
Did Honda even deserve to live?
How strange, the Omega was no closer to welcoming death, yet his life was flashing before his eyes.
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25 Years Ago
Amidst an unforgivable winter storm, the church tower echoed against the whispers of the cold wind as the clock struck midnight. The night seemed impossibly long, the minutes kept stretching into lingering hours as snow kept falling from the heavens, crystal snowflakes were prettily shining against the street lamps like sprinkles of fairy dust.
It’s been snowing for almost six hours, you could say, it’s barely starting. In a small town located towards the countryside, where nothing ever happens, a lonely church stood, illuminated from the inside with candlelit flames. Every small-town resident cherished the neighborhood church — considering that it was the only church within reach — and they especially loved the young Pastor Jeong-min.
“Such a kind, sympathetic, and wonderful man,” or so they would say. Aside from the Alpha pastor, there were three female Omega nuns by his side and amongst the four of them, they ran the church. One of the nuns was doing her last rounds before getting ready for bed; the Omega made sure that all cash donations were safely locked away, the floors were clean and spotless, and every door was securely locked.
This nun was known for having a paranoiac nature, so, the Omega would check the church’s surroundings at least two times before locking up. The last set of doors waiting to be checked were the wooden doors at the main entrance of the church. The nun quickly poked her head out, immediately flinching at the gust of wind and snow blasting into her face.
The Omega quickly began to close the door when she noticed a small bundle at the foot of the door.
The nun was slightly confused; did someone leave a charity fruit basket?
The Omega violently began to shiver against the cold, a sea of goosebumps erupted all over her body. The nun tightly wrapped her coat around her waist, reaching for the handle of the basket when the Omega noticed a lack of one. The nun sighed against the frigid wind and lifted the blanket, gasping loudly as both of her hands flew towards her mouth.
Wrapped inside the blanket was a newborn baby, the small pup must have endured the effects of the cold for an ungodly length of time, for his skin was becoming slightly blue and the cruel sight alone was enough to break the Omega’s heart. The baby’s cheeks were tear-stained and the nun quickly grabbed the pup, hugging the baby tightly against her body and gently pressing her lips against the pup’s forehead, whispering comforting words while closing the doors behind her.
The Omega couldn’t help the flow of tears running down her cheeks as she felt how cold the baby was against her chest, and on top of that, the pup was weakly holding onto a loose strand of hair that escaped her veil and from that moment on, the nun swore that she would do everything to protect this abandoned baby but right now, she needed a doctor and her fellow Omega nuns.
The nun ran towards her shared quarters, shoving the door open and scaring the absolute shit out of her fellow Omega nuns. The other two nuns were this close to scolding the Omega for her rude behavior when they noticed the sickly pup in between her arms. Immediately, all three nuns knew exactly what they had to do.
The Omega who found the baby was quickly phoning the neighborhood doctor who lived across the street while the other two nuns were feeding and keeping the pup warm. After a fifteen-minute wait, the neighborhood doctor arrived and immediately asked all three nuns to wait outside until he was done examining the baby.
Without question, the Omegas fled from their room and ran down towards the hallway, where a candlelit altar stood amongst the darkness of the church. All three nuns immediately knelt and silently prayed to God, begging their Lord and Savior to spare the pup’s life. Ten excruciating minutes passed by, when the doctor emerged from their room, the baby nestled in between his arms.
The Omegas sighed in relief when the doctor emerged from their room; they all ran towards him and crowded around the poor Beta as the nun who found the pup quickly asked him, “Well?”
The doctor lightly booped the baby’s nose and let out a soft chuckle when the pup smiled up at him. “The baby will be fine.”
The doctor gently gave the baby to the nun on his right, quickly returning into the room and grabbing his bag while facing the Omega who found the pup. “You guys are lucky. If you would have been three hours late, this poor child would have frozen to death and by morning, he would be nothing more than a dead corpse.”
The nun protectively holding onto the baby, sweetly delivered a kiss to the pup’s forehead. “You’re a strong little warrior, aren’t you?”
The Omega standing by the doctor’s left side, curiously asked, “Doctor, what can you tell us about this pup?”
The Beta approached the baby. “The child is an Omega, a male Omega. Such a combination is rare these days. Up to my recent knowledge, male Omegas no longer existed but this little pup proved me wrong. But, after doing a thorough checkup, I am sad to say that this baby has either inherited severely damaged vocal cords or experienced a traumatic event the second he was born.”
The doctor faced the nun who found the pup. “Sister, as you mentioned, when you found the pup, he wasn’t screaming nor crying. It’s an instinctual reaction for a child to make some sort of noise when they are in danger. The result of having damaged vocal cords can cause the failure of a child to make any type of sound.”
The Omega holding onto the baby immediately faced the doctor. “Are you saying the baby is mute?”
The doctor scratched the back of his head and nodded. “Yes, the baby is mute. You must understand, his vocal cords will not heal any time soon, they are severely damaged but that’s not enough to prevent this baby from having a normal life. Now, due to his situation, this pup will require more attention than other babies do, and I understand that you all have duties to perform as nuns of this church, taking care of a newborn pup will only slow you down.”
The doctor sighed, feeling immediate regret at the offer he was about to propose. “There’s an orphanage in the city, if you want, I can take the child there and help him find a home.”
All three nuns looked at each other and with a single look, they all came to the same agreement. “I’m afraid we’ll have to reject such a proposal. This pup isn’t going anywhere. The best choice for him is to stay here with us. It’ll be challenging but we’ll raise him as our own child.”
With that, the three Omegas thanked and bid the doctor farewell and as soon as the Beta was gone, the nuns rushed over to Pastor Jeong-min’s quarters and hesitantly knocked on the door at 4 am. Through a long, emotional, and intense argument; the Omegas barely managed to convince the Alpha in agreeing to keep and raise the pup, but such a miracle came at a high price.
The deal was this: Pastor Jeong-min would allow the nuns to keep and raise the baby, if the Alpha was excluded from being responsible in caring, raising, and looking after the child. Now, children were expensive, so Pastor Jeong-min expected every Omega to spend their own money in buying the pup clothes, food, toys, and so on.
The Alpha forbade all the nuns from using the church’s funds as the only source of money for the baby. Pastor Jeong-min passionately expressed that he would not offer his own money to help them at all and if they didn’t like the deal he was offering, then they were expected to leave the pup at an orphanage right this instant.
It was an unfair deal but the Omegas accepted the Alpha’s unwarranted terms and after striking such a bargain, they went on to raising their beautiful baby boy.
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7 Years Later
Amongst the golden rays of the sun; fuzzy fields of silver dandelions and dried out wheat stems were silently swaying against the afternoon breeze. Honda was freely running through the endless wheat fields surrounding the church, the Omega boy smiled brightly as he picked up his speed and felt the wind dancing through his silky midnight strands, which shimmered underneath the soft beams of the sunlight.
After running around the wheat fields for what seemed like hours, Honda exhaustedly fell against a fluffy bed of dandelions and closed his eyes, relishing the warmth from the sun and lazily dozing off for a few seconds. The Omega boy awoke from his short nap; slowly, Honda lifted himself into a sitting position. The Omega boy was sweetly admiring the sight of the rocky mountains and beige colored hills, when he noticed a small patch of blooming flowers tickling his elbows.
Honda’s chocolate brown eyes began to sparkle like the glittering reflection of the sun against the ocean as he began to pick out as many flowers as his little hands can carry. The Omega boy decided to make three different bouquet of flowers for his unnies. Honda set aside each bouquet, counting how many flowers each bouquet had, before debating whether more flowers were needed or not.
The Omega boy was so concentrated on making the bouquet of flowers that it took him a few seconds to realize the menacing shadow towering over him; his surroundings immediately became dark and lonely. Honda stopped his movements, taking a deep breath when suddenly, the world around him began to violently spin and a major headache was forming at the back of his head.
The Omega boy felt nauseous; Honda was this close to regurgitating his own stomach acid, the painful knots inside his tummy were twisting and turning, and it wasn’t helping that his small and petite body was shaking uncontrollably. Fear was taking over the Omega’s weak body, having his sense of control being taken away so swiftly by an uninvited stranger, only demonstrated Honda’s pathetic and meager strength against someone whose mere presence can easily subdue him, it was monstrous and vicious.
The Omega boy painfully bit into his lower lip, hoping to stop his teeth from chattering so loudly as Honda forced himself to look up. The sight before him was beyond scary; the man responsible for making him feel unsafe, wore dark shades, a black leather jacket which went perfectly with his matching gloves, and in between his lips, a burning cigarette.
The Omega boy could feel himself becoming immobilized; every instinct inside his body was screaming and begging for him to run away. Find safety. But the nonexistent strength embedded within his feeble muscles were completely useless. Honda was positive that he must have been cursed in a former lifetime, the absolute luxury that everyone was naturally born with, was his ultimate weakness.
Any normal child in this given situation would scream or shout for help, but the Omega boy couldn’t even do that. The only form of communication that Honda mastered flawlessly was sign language and judging by the endless patrons constantly visiting the church, many either lost patience trying to decipher his silent words or they simply ignored him.
Which is why, the Omega boy enjoyed talking to his unnies, they were the only ones who took the time to teach him sign language. Of course, sign language in these parts was considered a rare and useless delicacy, for not everyone knew about the existence of sign language. So, Honda was sure that the scary man before him, couldn’t even sign, but it would have been nice, if there was a show of effort in trying to communicate with the Omega boy, that would have made the man less intimidating.
Long story short, there was no way Honda could get out of this situation. The Omega boy could feel himself breaking down; silent tears were cascading down his cheeks while the tiniest of defeated, yet frustrated little whimpers escaped his lips, but they were barely audible. The man took a deep drag, crouching down and creepily invading the Omega boy’s personal space, his face stoic and predatory.
The man felt sparks of pleasure piquing his interest as the boy before him kept trembling uncontrollably, a familiar sight which constantly left him breathless. Curiously, the stranger felt his cock thickening with lust, usually he wasn’t interested in sex, much less claiming Omegas but from the faint scent that the child was emitting, the man easily deciphered that the boy will eventually mature and become an Omega.
The stranger smirked, rudely blowing a puff of smoke into the Omega boy’s face and the sight of the child coughing and wheezing made the man burst out into laughter, how amusing. “Aren’t you the prettiest pet I’ve ever seen.”
Honda felt his skin crawling as his existence was reduced to nothing more than a simple pet, yet his silence along with the lack of eye contact, easily pissed off the stranger, so the man flicked away his cigarette and slapped the Omega boy’s face. “Don’t pets usually show gratitude to their owners when they get complimented? Or is it that you haven’t been trained properly?”
The stranger slapped Honda’s face again but this time, the man roughly held the Omega boy’s face within his large and coarse hand, entranced by the bewitching sight of blood oozing from Honda’s nose, the dark red essence kept pouring and pouring, eventually staining the Omega boy’s lips. “You look pretty when you bleed.”
The stranger smiled before delivering a brutal punch to the Omega boy’s face, the man was determined to beating the child to death, he craved seeing the Omega boy bleed even more.
“HONDA!”
An Omega nun appeared by the man’s side, immediately grabbing Honda and fiercely protecting her pup as she snarled at the stranger, lifting the Omega boy into her arms and hugging him tightly before hearing the smallest of hiccups escaping Honda’s lips as he held onto her and began to cry even more. “Just what in God’s name do you think you are doing?”
The man was this close to being triggered in taking the large rock beside him and bashing it through the nun’s skull, for the stranger hated being interrupted when he was about to start something. “My dear, Sister. As a faithful patron to this small and insignificant church, I am sure that our Lord and Savior has taught you the golden rule of never meddling into other people’s affairs. Or am I wrong?”
The Omega stood her ground, baring her canines and emitting calming pheromones, so that the Omega boy would stop crying. “With all due respect, Alpha. Raising your hand against a defenseless child is the mere root of insolence. Didn’t our Lord and Savior ever teach you to keep your hands to yourself?”
The Alpha smirked. “Sister, have you ever heard of the joke; what’s red, black, and white all over?”
The nun’s eyes became dark with anger, easily picking up on the threat but she needed to get Honda away from this man, so the Omega brushed past the Alpha but the stranger roughly grabbed her arm and growled, “I’m not done with him yet.”
“Let me go or I’ll start screaming.”
The Alpha chuckled. “I just want the boy to talk to me.”
“Enough with your morbid jokes. The boy is mute, so stop forcing him to speak for your own pleasure.”
The Alpha was speechless at the sudden revelation. “The boy is mute?”
What an interesting combination.
Silence.
Submission.
Obedience.
The perfect pet.
The nun took advantage of the Alpha’s dazed state and escaped the man’s grip, making her way back to the church with the Omega boy in her arms but Honda felt his blood going cold when the Alpha whispered into his ear, “You’re mine, Honda.”
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Now
The past couple of minutes were nothing more but a black and white film of Honda’s sheltered and insignificant life playing on a vintage projector, over and over again. The Omega vaguely recalled being dragged into Pastor Jeong-min’s office and much less did Honda pay attention when the transactional exchange between the Alpha purchasing him and the Alpha giving him away, occurred.
The Omega was in a state of disassociation; Honda could feel the remnants of reality slowly slipping away from his fingertips and the fate of his existence was rapidly being reduced to the enjoyment of a coveted sex doll. Deep within the recesses of his mind, Honda was convinced that it was safer this way; being unresponsive and disconnected from his emotions would lessen the pain of being given away so easily, without so much as a fight.
The Omega was thankful for the mental escape reserved in the corner of his mind, when the safety of his peace was disrupted by the violent touch of his new owner tossing him inside a white van. Wait. Honda didn’t have the luxury of disregarding his current situation, the Omega was the only person he could count on, and right now, Honda couldn’t afford assimilating the symptoms of a traumatized victim.
The Omega corrected his position in his seat and took a deep breath when Honda began to cough, the air was tainted with heavy and putrid pheromones. The white van was full of Alphas and to the Omega’s shit luck, they kept glancing back at him with predatory eyes. Honda swallowed his saliva, fearfully biting the inside of his cheek and tasting blood as he forced himself to stay calm.
The Omega’s owner took a seat next to Honda, closing the door and giving the signal to leave. The Omega stole one last glance at the sham of a home which raised him as a lamb for slaughter and felt his vision becoming hot and painful as tears began to cascade down his cheeks. It took Honda a while to decipher it, but it all made sense now.
The Omega’s unnies must have been aware of the transactional exchange today and to avoid feeling responsible for betraying Honda, they fled from the church without so much as saying goodbye and were probably walking towards the market with a big smile on their faces.
How big of a share were they promised, after selling me off?
The Omega wiped away the tears from his face, aware that his owner was hungrily staring at him as well as every other Alpha inside the van. Instead, Honda focused his gaze on the window next to him, watching through amber tinted glasses as the small town he grew up in, faded away in a series of mountainous time lapses.
Time kept ticking away in slow and painful increments, from what the Omega could guess, they’ve been driving for about an hour.
Although the tension within the van was uncomfortably awkward; Honda’s hostage situation was… fine to say the least, that is until the Omega’s owner began to disgustingly caress Honda’s thigh, teasingly inching his way up towards the Omega’s cock. “Come on, sweetheart. Are you really going to ignore me for the entire ride?”
Honda pulled himself away from the Alpha’s touch, trying his best to become one with the door on his left side when the Omega’s owner grabbed Honda’s face, forcing the Omega to meet his gaze while violently digging his fingers into Honda’s cheeks. “I see that after 18 years; you still haven’t learned your place… pet.”
Honda broke away from the Alpha’s grip and seeing such a defiant move pissed the Alpha off; he would break the Omega, no matter what. The Alpha delivered a sharp slap across Honda’s face; the Omega felt two deep slashes cutting into his lips and making him bleed. The Alpha got up from his seat, slapping Honda again with such a powerful force that the Omega fell back and broke the car seat, which left Honda laying on his back.
The Alpha immediately placed himself on top of the Omega, straddling Honda’s hips and unzipping himself. “Remember when I told you that you look pretty when you bleed.”
In that split second, the Omega felt his fight or flight instinct kick in, and yes, Honda may have been powerless back at the church but now, his choices were his only hope. The Omega would either let himself be raped by this perverted asshole or he’d fight like hell to escape. Personally, Honda preferred the latter.
The Omega felt adrenaline pumping through his veins and without an ounce of sympathy, Honda kneed the Alpha in the groin. Before the Alpha could topple himself over the Omega, Honda punched the Alpha across the face and used the momentum of the van to push the Alpha to the side, which luckily, the Alpha hit himself against the door with the side of his temple, rendering himself unconscious.
One less Alpha to worry about.
Now, every Alpha inside the van began to attack the Omega.
Honda pushed himself off the seat, delivering a kick across the face of the first Alpha who tried to grab him. The Alpha who received the kick immediately flew back into the driver’s seat, causing the driver to lose control of the van which violently began to swerve everywhere. The Omega did the calculations in his head, there were six Alphas in the van, so clearly, it was impossible for Honda to fight them all off… unless.
Ha.
Okay.
Let’s get in an accident.
The van was in complete chaos, every Alpha was trying to reach the Omega but Honda was like a wounded animal locked within a cage, every attempt at taming him was met with resistance. Honda’s goal was to reach the driver but to do that, he needed to make his way through the middle of the van without being attacked.
The Omega threw another punch at an Alpha who was this close to catching him off guard but due to the van rocking back and forth while speeding down the road, everyone’s balance was far off from being stable. The Alpha who received Honda’s punch, fell back and from the side of his pocket, a single brass knuckle landed right before the Omega.
Perfect.
Honda immediately reached for the weapon, slipping on the single brass knuckle and using the van’s unstable momentum to beat the shit out of every Alpha blocking his way while quickly reaching the driver. Once the Omega reached the driver, Honda aggressively dislocated the driver’s jaw with a single punch and without hesitation, the Omega grabbed the wheel and turned it so hard that the van began to skid uncontrollably before losing control and flipping over.
Honda immediately braced himself against the passenger seat, putting on his seat belt and protecting his head as he felt the van toppling over and over again. Loud and coarse screams were filling the van and as they kept turning over, for what felt like forever, the van finally came to a stop, landing face up. Honda was hanging upside down from his seat, the Omega’s head kept spinning while his ears were ringing nonstop.
Honda whimpered in pain as he unbuckled his seat belt and fell face first against the windshield. The Omega crawled towards the broken window on his right side, pushing the remaining pieces of broken glass out of the way before dragging himself out of the van. Honda laid on his back, breathing deeply and letting his head fall to the side, where he saw that everyone inside the van was either dead or unconscious.
It didn’t matter, this was Honda’s chance to escape and nothing would stop him now. The Omega shakily managed to get himself on his feet, his legs were like jelly, wobbly and unsteady. Honda looked like a complete mess, there were various wounds around his head which is why the Omega’s vision was purely red, blood kept seeping into his eyes.
Bruises were forming on Honda’s arms and there were plenty of cuts on the Omega’s legs but aside from that, Honda was fine. The Omega rested the palm of his hands against his thighs before gaining the strength to run for his life. Honda ran for about 4 minutes when the Omega looked back and saw a black vehicle coming down the road, Honda stopped running and desperately began to wave down the car.
The Omega stood in the middle of the road, risking his life and increasing the chances of getting run over but luckily, the car stopped right in front of him. Honda ran to the driver’s side, frantically banging on the window and as the driver lowered the window, the Omega immediately detected the same putrid and heavy scent that every Alpha inside the white van possessed.
No.
He’s one of them.
Honda was this close to running away when a loud gunshot forced the Omega to freeze. How strange, like the way a vaccine disperses at the initial push of an injection, Honda felt the spread of an unbearable pain scattering across the entire side of his stomach. The Omega looked down at himself and saw a growing patch of blood staining his clothes.
Oh, I got shot.
Honda looked down the road and saw his owner with a gun, the Alpha was covered in blood and slowly limping towards the Omega while smiling psychotically. “You fucking cunt, are you actually trying to run away from your soon to be mate?!”
Honda came this far and the Omega was nowhere near giving up so easily, Honda spat a good amount of blood to the side and took advantage of the driver exiting the car in front of him, to kick the driver in the groin while breaking his nose with a quick punch. As the Alpha fell to the ground, the Omega pushed him to the side and entered the black car.
Honda momentarily panicked when he saw from the rearview mirror that his owner was running at full speed to catch him, when the Omega stepped on the gas and reached 100 mph in just a few seconds. Little by little, his so called “Alpha” kept getting smaller as Honda gained a wider range of distance between them.
The Omega smiled in relief, laughing silently as he managed to escape the monster who wanted to subdue him but such happiness was shortly lived as his gunshot wound kept bleeding profusely. Honda added pressure to the wound as he drove the car with one hand. The Omega looked at the amount of gas remaining in the car and if Honda could drive for a good number of miles, he’ll be fine.
The Omega entered many highways, crossed various small towns, made random turns here and there, having no clue where he was, but if his owner was tenacious in hunting him down, then he’d have a fucking hard time finding Honda. You’re very fucking welcome, asshole. After driving for about two hours, the Omega noticed that soon, he’d be out of gas.
Honda spotted a cliff to the side and decided to park the car right at the edge, where the Omega slowly got out of the car and made his way towards the back of the vehicle, and pushed it off the cliff. Honda was practically panting due to the pain of the gunshot wound getting worse but the Omega walked towards the edge, watching as the car remained destroyed as it reached the bottom of the cliff.
With that, Honda began to run, swallowing down the pain and trying to accumulate as much distance as he could from his owner. Of course, the day of his escape was probably the hottest day in history, the sun was mercilessly beating down on him and the Omega was 100% sure that the amount of blood he lost during the past few hours was critically concerning.
Run.
Labored breaths were escaping Honda’s beautifully slashed lips.
Keep running.
Blood was oozing past the Omega’s pale and delicate fingers.
Don’t look back.
Aish shibal!
Honda fell to his knees, the Omega couldn’t run anymore and his vision was getting beyond blurry. This can’t be how he dies, not like this. Honda began to crawl, pushing himself to keep going forward but the Omega could feel himself becoming weaker by the second. Honda began to cry, resting his head against the ground… no, this wasn’t the time to give up.
And that’s when he noticed it.
Up ahead, there was a random house amongst the brown fields of nowhere… his salvation. It was painted in an off-white color and enclosed behind blue doors. Honda pushed himself to keep moving forward but his wound was burning horribly and the heat from the sun was only making things worse. At that moment, the Omega hated himself for being mute, if only he had a voice, an echoing shout that can be heard from a distance.
Chebal.
Help me.
I’m scared.
The sight before him was being swallowed by an obscure darkness; a sunny day soon became a dreary nightmare. Honda stretched out his hand — which had the single brass knuckle tainted with blood — he was so close to reaching the house but with a loud thud, his hand fell against the stinging brown grass and the Omega lost consciousness.