Runaway Omega

As we all began to relax, an elderly woman came through the doors looking exceptionally worried.

"Young Master!?" She exclaimed.

"Yes Kristi, what is it?" Ferdinand asked, standing up quickly.

"I think you all need to see this." She answered, taking a remote out of her apron and turning the TV on in the room.

The news was showing and the headline made everyone gasp.

"Turn it up please Kristi." Bellamy said.

She did and the words coming out of the news anchors mouth were anything but good.

<"Should we condem our government for doing the dirty work itself to help the people? The Omega shortage was originally a problem, now there's a possibility that the government is making more Omegas? Alphas could be able to continue their bloodlines without worry or concern soon." The female anchor said.

"Yes Pauhlah, however I can't agree on inhumane research. We are basically saying Omegas aren't people anymore. That is not the case, in fact they are the only saviors left in humanity for the Alpha population. Shouldn't they be held in higher regard? As a woman you know all too well how hard childbirth can be, constantly putting them in harms way for this 'greater good' is the peak of hubris and cruelty. That kind of thinking led us to where we are now!" Her male counterpart rebutted.

"Are you saying Omegas should be given better human rights? What right do they have to suffocate us with their cloying pheromones and seduce our men? They deserve to be treated as their bodies intended: as breeding sows and nothing more." She retorted.

"With that same logic the Alphas should just die out, 'As Intended'. You seem to speak from a place of jealousy and not logic or reason. If the Omegas decided to leave Delgahtowe for good or worse, go into hiding due to people who think like you, the world would surely be doomed. I think better rights for the Omegas, and better treatment from the population of people who need them, is in order. If it were already a wide spread notion I suspect the Omegas wouldn't have leaked this information to begin with. The death rate is staggering, the amount of Omegas abducted from the street without anyone noticing is alarming. We sent a reporter to the facility, and the chaos they saw was so vicious, we can't even air it on live television."

"Yes Henrii, but they also found over 400 Omegas inside, with no where to go and nothing to do. An infusion of that many Omegas into the world should be celebrated!"

"More than half of those Omegas were children, not even 12 years old. Where would they go if the facility was all they knew and their parents are dead or otherwise unaccounted for? You would force a child into sexual servitude?" Henrii said, chastising his co-anchor.

"Well they certainly can't work yet. Pray tell, how is it that they should earn their keep?" She retorted.>

"The news is breaking on every station and the conversations are exactly the same. One side thinks it's a great idea, the other thinks it's inhumane to treat Omegas as if they are not people." Kristi said, turning off the TV.

It was uncomfortably quiet in the room now. All the Omegas looked sick to their stomach. I was no exception, however it was because of something the man had said, and not the overall conversation. Over 400 Omegas chose to stay behind in the facility, most of whom were children with no parents. It was alarming, children like Sable and Arrisa were stuck at that facility with no where to go, and no knowledge on how to get there. On top of that they had no knowledge of the trackers inside their bodies, they could easily be tracked down if someone stumbled across that information.

"Tristan? It's going to be alright. We will figure this out." Sylvester said, picking me up.

He could no doubt feel my worry and despair. Unfortunately, I just couldn't calm down. Looking at all the faces around the table there were more children than adults. Most of them fled clinging to the closest woman around them.

'Was there a sector of just parent-less children? Or did a woman here abandon them all to save herself?'

My thoughts were turning dark at the prospects of that being the case. The thing about the facility that bothered me, was that they always kept us separated. They never let the kids play together and just be kids. That male anchor had been right about one thing, if we had been treated as people and not sex toys, life in that lab might not have been so hellish. The world was full of too many Paulah's. We would never be free until we dealt with people like her all at once.

"Alright, Arrisa, Sable, Kaleb its time for bed now. Meyhymn I'll leave it to you to show our guests where they will be sleeping tonight. Cole, Ferdinand, Bellamy come with me." Sylvester said, standing up with me still in his arms.

He was ridiculously warm as always, and I couldn't help but turn into his heat and take a deep breath of him to calm down.

"Lady Josephine, feel free to check their living quarters before retiring to Delcain's room. Kaleb I suggest making a palet on the floor of your room if you plan on letting Kaihsie sleep there too. We'll get cribs and bassinets tomorrow." Ferdinand said, heading towards the door.

Sylvester carried me out of the dining hall and back up the stairs. Bellamy assisted Cole up the stairs as well. We didn't head for the rooms but for the second flight of stairs to the next floor. We walked past Ferdinand's office and the playroom, and then Sylvester stopped in the middle of the hallway.

"Alright Tristan pick the right door or the left door." He said.

Confused I looked up at him and then the doors. He was excited so I couldn't be afraid of my options.

"The left door." I said, after thinking it over.

His excitement exploded, "Great choice. You have good instincts." He said, as Bellamy opened the door.

It was dark in the room, and Ferdinand stepped in first and flipped one switch after another along the wall. The room lit up in an instant and sound exploded from the room. It reminded me of the casino in Ferdinand's hotel.

"Tristan.This, is an arcade." Ferdinand said, spreading his arms wide.

Sylvester set me down and I slowly walked through the room. Everything looked so colorful and lively. I didn't even know what to do with any of it.

"I'm not sure what to do here...?" I said, running my hands along the buttons of a machine.

"They are all games you can play. Just pick one and I'll get you the coins you need." Ferdinand said.

"I want to play a game with each of you... can I?" I asked, nervously.

I immediately felt their excitement explode out of proportion. It was oddly amusing, and absolutely ridiculous.

'Seriously, they're all just big ass kids...'

I played a racing game with Cole, he blamed his injured leg, but I still kicked his ass twice. I played a zombie apocalypse shooting game with Sylvester, it was way too scary and I couldn't aim worth a damn. He totally dominated using one hand, and standing so calm and collected while he shot down all the zombies and protected my character, even though we were supposed to be on opposing sides. Bellamy opted for a game of air hockey while Ferdinand held Tahlia. I won against him, but I could tell he let me win.

Ferdinand chose the most unlikely game of all, it was a dance off game. Of which I won as well, he came close to beating me but Sylvester was subtly hitting the wrong arrows on Ferdinand's dance pad. I had so much fun I wanted to stay in the arcade forever. After I played with them all, Cole played a claw machine kind of game, he won me a big green teddy bear. I tried to win him something but it was much harder than it looked. In the end I used up all my coins failing miserably.

"I really wanted to win you something. You made it look so easy!" I said pouting.

"Ahaha, well Ferdinand has had this arcade room for a long time. Suffice it to say he made a lot of money off of me with this game." Cole said, leaning against the machine.

"Why do they cost money? Isn't that a little counter-productive when you spend your own money?" I asked.

"No. My men sometimes come here to unwind, so I make a killing when they want to play." Ferdinand said with an evil laugh.

"Speaking of, my men will begin moving my stuff out first thing in the morning. I'm going to put most of it in storage for now, but the things I can fit in my room here will be brought in before 10am. The sooner the hostile Omegas are gone, the better." Sylvester said.

"Yeah... I figured there would be some after what Josephine said, but man... they really wear their envy on their sleeves. I thought the twins were going to kill them. Did you notice the subtle glares the twins gave everytime Delgaide was brought up... Sheesh..." Bellamy said.

"Yeah, I'm glad they're on our side but my Gods, if looks could kill man." Sylvester added.

"Sylvester, take Tristan across the hall, I'm going to go get the kids." Ferdinand said.

"Where are we going now?" I asked.

"Just wait and see." Sylvester replied, leading me out the room.

Once out of the room, as Ferdinand said, we walked across the hall and to the door I hadn't chose first. Bellamy opened the door, but unlike Ferdinand before, he didn't turn on any lights. Sylvester led me inside and I immediately smelled popcorn. Then small lights began to light up separate paths into the room. Afterwards, a dull light shown to my left and I flinched. When I turned to face the light my eyes widened and I turned to face Sylvester.

"Yes love, let's have a family movie night. Y'know our date was originally supposed to be at the movies. I'm willing to share this time because the twins are so excited, but next time it's only the two of us." Sylvester said, taking me to a row in the back of the room.

"I thought you sent the kids to bed?" I asked, confused.

"That was a ruse, so the other Omegas wouldn't want to join us." Sylvester said.

It made sense, there were a lot of kids with the guest Omegas, and I just wanted our little family to be here. The seats were like big comfy sofas spread out. I counted about twenty of them. I sat down on the sofa next to Sylvester, and Cole sat on my left. Bellamy queued up a movie as the kids filed in with the twins.

"I didn't think we'd ever get a chance to have family movie night again! The screen is so huge Payhne!" Arrisa exclaimed.

"Ferdinand, can I hold Tahlia?" Sable asked.

"Of course." He said, handing her over.

As the movie started, Ferdinand handed out little tubs of popcorn. I didn't really have an appetite, so I opted to eat some of Cole's or Sylvester's if I wanted some. Bellamy and Ferdinand sat on the sofa in front of us, while all the kids sat as close as they could in the front row alongside the twins.

The movie Bellamy chose, turned out to be an action thriller and I spent my time watching it through Cole's and Sylvester's fingers.

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Sylvester's Point Of View

"Can we watch another one Uncle Bel?" Sable asked.

"No sweetheart, not tonight. Tristan is already asleep and it's almost midnight. Also Tahlia and Kaihsie need proper sleep, we have to wait until tomorrow to get them cribs, so tonight let them sleep on a pallet in your rooms okay?" Bellamy said.

"You mean you're not going to keep her?!" Sable asked, looking surprised.

"Well big brother Tristan is about to start his heat cycle, I'm going to be in my lab making some new suppressants for him tonight." Bellamy replied, standing up and walking towards the kids.

"Tristan is going to be in heat?" Sable asked.

"Yes, and I'd like to help him if I can." Bellamy replied, kissing her head and then Arrisa's, and Tahlia's.

"Oh man... Tristan hates his heat cycles. I hope he doesn't cry as much as last time. It was brutal..." Sable said.

"Yeah... fingers crossed I can make a good suppressant for him." Bellamy said, heading for the door.

"Alright kids, let's go." Payhne said, herding them out behind Bellamy.

"Ferdinand are you going to be okay?" Cole asked.

He had been kneeling on the sofa watching Tristan sleep ever since the movie had ended, even if it wasn't written all over his face, his sense of longing was almost overwhelming.

"I think Lady Josephine was right. We might be in trouble fellas. Pray that Bellamy makes a good enough tranquilizer for me..." He sighed, leaning his head against the sofa.

"A tranquilizer? For you? What the hell, why?" Cole whispered harshly.

"The need to give him what he wants is growing stronger by the hour. It's like I feel it creeping up my spine. Like a slow timer for a bomb detonation. Even while he sleeps, his body is calling out to me. I thought he was awake, but he's really passed out. It's frightening." He groaned.

"I feel it too... just keep your wits about you brother. We'll make it through this." Cole said.

"No, you don't understand... Do you remember what happened after the mating was complete? Josephine said I would be ten times worse, and I feel it. She was right, the cycle hasn't even happened yet and I already feel as though I'm starving." Ferdinand said, gnashing his teeth as he stood up.

I thought back to that night and shuddered. I was a bit uncontrollable too, but Ferdinand was practically feral. Even after injecting him with a suppressant. I didn't even want to know what that looked like at maximum power, the thought almost made me nauseous.

"On top of that, my dominance might even effect Cole and Bellamy. Honestly Cole if you feel it even a fraction of how I feel it, it might already be influencing you. Just sleep in Sylvester's room with them. I think it might do you both some good." Ferdinand said, heading for the door.

"Wait Ferdinand, what does that mean?! Why do I have to share my morning with Tristan? You and Bel sure as hell didn't!" I said, a little too loudly.

I checked Tristan to make sure he was still asleep, then glared back at Ferdinand as he stood in the doorway.

"Because if I'm right and you guys start screwing around tomorrow morning, Cole will bust down the door to join you, injured or not." He said, and then left.

I looked back at Cole with a glare. I didn't want to share anymore of my remaining quality time with Tristan. I could handle the arcade and movies, but snuggle time was important.

"I won't barge in I swear." Cole said, raising his hands in surrender.

"I don't trust you. Ferdinand is having a bad influence on you already, because since he fell asleep, I feel nothing. Meaning you are certainly channeling Ferdinand too much." I said.

"Seriously? You don't feel anything? Not even a small amount?" He asked.

"Nothing. I just want my snuggle time, and you're in the way... haah... just C'mon. If you barge into my room in the morning I'll shoot your other leg, so you might as well stay the night." I sighed.

It was infuriating but also worrisome. Ferdinand had the means to influence us to be irrational, it was a sobering reality. I scooped up Tristan, and he startled awake. He looked up at me, eyes glowing a fierce green, even in the dark.

"S-Sylvester?" He groaned.

"The one and only. Let's go to bed now." I replied.

"Ngh... I'm thirsty..." He groaned.

I shuddered, he may have actually been thirsty, but his eyes and body said it wasn't for water. Nevertheless I carried him to the snack bar and opened the mini fridge. I took out two bottles of water and gave him one, slipping the other in my hoodie pouch just in case. Tristan chugged the whole bottle looking completely unsatisfied.

"Ugh... This really sucks." He whined, as he turned in my arms to lay on my chest and breathe me in.

I released a bit of my pheromones and headed towards the door. Cole was already standing there brows furrowed in pain. I thought it was because the pain meds weren't working anymore, but the closer I got to him with Tristan in my arms, the more he took a step back.

"Still think you can do it?" I taunted. He was practically shaking. A cold sweat breaking out over his skin.

"I'm sorry Syl. I think you're right..." He said, steadying himself on the hallway wall.

"Well limp your ass back down there to my room, and take a suppressant while your at it!" I huffed, as I walked past him and headed for the stairs.

"Cole is sleeping with us tonight?" Tristan asked, confused.

"Yeah... I have my reservations about it, but I'll probably end up shooting him if he barges into my room in the morning. It's the first time he's been home to expirence your early morning arousal. And with our mating cycle on the horizon, anything could happen." I said, adjusting my hold on him as I walked down the stairs.

"I really hate my heat cycles. They were always terrible. I'm scared to know how different the mating cycle will be."

"Bellamy is working on new suppressants as we speak. And I'll screw your brains out as many times as you like. Just say the word." I said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, but something tells me the rest of them will lose it and show up at the door for their turn too... I really don't want that."

"Hmm? Should we tie them up? Sounds like it'd be fun. Just tell them it's some kinky S&M shit you want to try. Ahaha!" I laughed.

"It's not you guys that scare me, Sylvester... I told you didn't I? I crave it all the time. Hell I want it right now, but I'm also tired as hell. You guys would be put in a bind if I passed out."

"No, Tristan. This time you should be a little scared, okay? I'm not saying we'll hurt you, I'm just saying you being unconscious wouldn't really matter for us. Don't let your guard down around us during our cycle. Though we love you dearly, our bodies want to obey your body. Especially Ferdinand, never be alone with Ferdinand until its over. He's the most unpredictable guy, and he feels the pull stronger than anyone, even when you sleep." I warned, as I walked into my room.

I took Tristan to my closet and let him choose his pajamas. They were all in various shades of blue. Meanwhile, I slipped out of my boxers and into some pajama pants. I took my hoodie off and kept the bottle of water, but didn't put on a shirt.

"So I shouldn't spend Monday with him either? That seems so unfair..." Tristan said, slipping on his pajamas. I could tell he was seriously thinking things over.

"You can spend Monday with him, just not alone. But honestly, you should keep in mind you might not even be able to register what day it is. Maybe I'll keep you locked up in my room, so only I could ravage you." I said with a wink.

"You would never do that!" Tristan said, laughing.

"Pfft! What do you mean? I want to do it right now, so no one else gets to see the sexy faces you make. You have no idea how sexy you were earlier. I could listen to you beg and scream my name for hours. Not to mention how provocative you were. Jeez Tristan, gain some self awareness will ya." I chuckled, giving him a kiss.

He stared at me in bemusement while I took his hand and led him back out of my closet. I wasn't joking, had his eyes not changed colors, and that creepy feeling crawled up my spine, I would have let him suck me dry. He was just that sexy, and he seemed to not even realize it at all. I placed the second bottle of water on my nightstand and pulled back the covers on my bed.

We climed into the bed and soon enough, Cole was at the door looking ridiculously tired, like he had climbed a mountain to get here.

"I guess we should have had Meyhymn carry you huh?" I teased.

"It's not that... can't you feel it? Ferdinand is physically going nuts right now. Don't turn Tristan on anymore than this, seriously. I'd go kick him in the nuts, if I wasn't so frikkin terrified." He replied, slowly walking towards the bed.

"Hm? I thought it was me feeling this way... but you're right, he seems... unwell. I'm almost positive that he's masturbating right now. His marks are throbbing in a different way now... they feel good but it also creeps me out, like he's gripping my neck while pinning my arm down... how absolutely terrifying..." Tristan said, pulling his knees to his chest.

"Haah... leave it to Ferdinand to ruin my snuggle time. I'm definitely going to kill his ass. Everyone else gets to have their fun but not me? I gotta share my bed with the baby Alpha and be mindful of big bad Ferdinand. Gah! This frikkin sucks!" I said, pulling Tristan closer to me.

"Uhm... but there's a problem..." Tristan said, looking uncomfortable.

"What's the problem?" Cole asked, climbing into the bed.

"Uhmm... how do I put this...? I can't sleep w-without it..." Tristan said, his cheeks turning red.

"Without what?" Cole asked, as slow as ever.

Suddenly Tristan's pheromones flared, hard. Cole sucked in a sharp breath, but I could only stare at Tristan. I wasn't sure if he had did it intentionally to avoid answering the question or subconsciously out of aroused embarrassment, but it was adorable as hell to me. I would give him anything, and everything...

"What do you want me to do? I'll give you what you want, since you're asking in such an adorable way." I said, kissing his face.

He looked up at me, his bright green eyes pleading. They were nearly my undoing. He was just too damn sexy when he was horny.

"Guys seriously, don't do this to him. How do you know he won't break down the door for his turn? What if it drives him over the edge?" Cole pleaded.

"Yea but if Tristan is satisfied then he should calm down. The mating cycle hasn't started yet. He should still have a modicum of sense to him." I retorted.

"Will you really do it?" Tristan asked, eyes glowing again.

'Fuck... even if it was a joke before, it's certainly not funny now. I could cum just looking into his eyes...'

"I told you right? Anything for my wanton prince." I said, kissing him deeply.

"Uh...? But what am I supposed to do?" Cole asked, looking worried.

"Either shut up and join, or get out." Tristan said, not looking in Cole's direction at all. He was too busy trying to free my cock, to look anywhere else.

This time it was Cole's turn for his face to turn red in embarrassment. It was amusing, I couldn't recall the last time I'd seen him blush. It was oddly adorable too.

'I guess seeing Tristan like this is new for him... it surprised me too, but what can you do?'

Earlier when I was trying to finish in his hands, he was staring so hard while licking his lips, I thought his sexual arousal was going to kill me.

"Focus, Sylvester!" Tristan asserted, while grabbing my cock.

'Seriously, this guy is killing me!'

"Heads or tails, Cole?" I asked.

"Huh? Uh... I don't know... heads I guess...?" He replied.

"Ah, sorry Tristan. Guess you have to taste me later." I said, repositioning him on all fours in front of Cole.

Cole sucked in another sharp breath after looking into Tristan's eyes. I could understand, those eyes were damning.

"Seriously, your eyes are impossible... Augh!" Cole said, covering his mouth as Tristan took him into his mouth.

I slid Tristan's pajama pants down, and he was already dipping wet. It was as if his body was truly calling out to us.

"Ahh! S-So good..." He groaned, as I tasted him deeply.

He tasted so ridiculously good, it boggled the mind. Like the sweetest strawberries plucked fresh from the field and dropped into the greatest champaign.

I could eat him for the rest of my life and never get tired of it. I slid two fingers inside him trying to prepare him, but I ultimately didn't need to. His body was already ready for entry, the sounds it made only spurred me on even more.

"Ugh! W-Wait... Tristan... I'm going... to cum. S-Stop moving!" Cole yelled.

I took that as my queue. I knew Tristan wouldn't stop even after Cole ejaculated, it was quickly becoming a bad habit of his. I stood up on my knees and entered him immediately. He squeezed me so hard, I nearly ejaculated instantly.

"Tristan... hold on a second... I j-just need a secon– AHH!" Cole, as hurt as he was, was soon at the mercy of Tristan.

Tristan's pheromones flooded the room in an instant and Cole collapsed backwards no longer able to resist.

Tristan's scent was just as enrapturing as his taste and only spurred me to thrust harder. I could immediately feel Ferdinand's and Bellamy's suffering, but I couldn't be bothered by any of it. The all-consuming need to satisfy Tristan sank its claws into me, and wouldn't let go.

"Cole don't frikkin pass out! Jeez!" Tristan said in a huff.

I picked Tristan up and turned him to face me. His eyes were almost luminescent. Like a pair of bright peridot gems, the emerald ring now completely gone.

"Go easy on him, he was injured earlier today remember? He was probably more tired than he realized. Your pheromones are strong as fuck right now, have a heart would ya?" I chided, smacking him hard on the ass.

"I didn't do it on purpose, it just happened..." Tristan said, pouting.

"Well try to control it just a little bit. I'm at my limit too, just take a deep breath for me." I said.

"I'm trying I swear, but all I smell is you, you jerk. And your eyes are flickering. Are you going to be okay?" He asked.

If I didn't know any better I'd think he was being sarcastic. His voice sounded concerned, but his eyes said he'd devour me without a second thought.

"I'll be okay as long as you stop tempting me, damn it. Do you have any idea what kind of face you're making right now? Not only that but how long do you plan to keep rubbing your cock against mine, Tristan?"

"Do you hate it? I cant help it, so help meee..." He whined.

"Okay I'll help you, so calm down. You don't want to summon Ferdinand and Bellamy do you?" I said sternly, gripping his cock and mine together. He still hadn't stopped moving his hips.

"I-It's not enough, Sylvester. More... I-I need... Ungh... More...Hngh..." Tristan groaned, his hips moving more frantically by the minute.

"Shall I feed you instead, my little wanton prince?" I teased.

"You're so... fucking... embarrassing... just move!.... AAHHH! J-Jerk..." Tristan groaned, as I thrust myself deep inside of him.

"Mmm... keep it up. It's going to be a long night." I said, thrusting harder.

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Ferdinand's Point Of View

'I can't take much more of this... Damn you Sylvester!'

I lumbered out of my room and held the wall, making my way to the stairs. My body was in absolute agony, I could feel Tristan's pleasure mounting and his body's need for satisfaction intensifying. Everytime he climaxed it sent a rippling pulse through my body.

"Ungh! SHIT!" I yelled, pounding a fist against the wall as I stumbled to the ground. I just needed to make it to Bellamy, but I couldn't even make it down the stairs.

"Ferdinand...? What's wrong with you bro?" I heard Meyhymn ask from behind me. I turned to face his direction, but my vision was becoming blurry, so I couldn't make eye contact with him.

"Meyhymn, take me to Bellamy's lab... please..." I groaned, collapsing against the wall.

"Yeah, you got it bro. Just lean against me... jeez man you're burning up, and covered in sweat, what the hell is happening to you?" Meyhymn said.

I couldn't even give a proper response, because in truth I didn't actually know. I couldn't even describe it. My mind and my instincts were at war with one another.

He helped me down the first flight of stairs, but had to carry me down the stairs that led to the basement. My legs were no longer obeying my commands. Every fiber of my being wanted to be near Tristan, to be inside him.

"Bellamy...? What the hell is happening to you guys?!" Meyhymn exclaimed, as he sat me in his oversized desk chair.

Bellamy had collapsed on the floor, gripping his head. His eyes were flashing between his usual honeyed amber color and a blood red. Meyhymn picked him up as well and sat him back in his desk chair. Neither one of us was looking particularly well, and the most alarming part of all was that the mating cycle hadn't even started yet.

"Can someone please tell me what's goin on? What's happening, and how can I help you guys?" Meyhymn asked. He was clearly panicking.

"Meyhymn... third desk to your right... the two injections... give!" Bellamy groaned.

Meyhymn wasted no time grabbing them both and injecting us with whatever they were. It wasn't an instant fix, but it took the edge off considerably. I let out a heavy sigh and slumped against Bellamy's desk.

"Fuuuck! Thanks Bellamy... you too Meyhymn..." I said, after taking a deep breath.

"No seriously, thanks... I thought my head was going to split open." Bellamy added.

"Okay...? Should we go check on Cole and Sylvester too then?" Meyhymn asked, worried.

"NO!" Bellamy and I said in unison.

"Okay then someone explain what the fuck is goin on then?" He said.

"Tristan... his mating cycle will start in less than two days. The horrible side effect of our mating bond is the uncontrollable urge to give his body what it's craving. Sylvester and Cole no doubt fell victim to the pull when Tristan woke up. I can't feel Cole's physical state, so I can only assume he passed out or went to sleep. Sylvester however, didn't resist even the slightest bit. They've been at it for at least 2 hours now." Bellamy explained, standing up slowly on shaky legs and moving to another desk.

"Bel forget the suppressants, make the knock-out drug instead. I'm not going through this again tomorrow night." I said.

"Y'know now that you mention it, there was a hidden file under Tristan's name in that system. The administrator's name was Maybelline and it took me three hours to crack it open." Meyhymn said.

"Can I see it?" Bellamy asked.

"Of course. Hold on a sec." Meyhymn replied.

He walked over to his monitor and queued up his systems. After everything loaded, he stuck a flash drive into an extention port, and loaded it up. After sifting through the files, he clicked on the folder that said, 'For Tristan' and it opened, revealing over 20 more folders.

"Holy shit! Is this real? What's with these folder names? Have you looked at these Meyhymn?" Bellamy asked, shock apparent on his face.

"I mean I looked at a few, but I'm no scientist. It was just the ramblings of a madman to me." Meyhymn said, with a shrug.

"No, no! Look at the file names: Suppressant schematics... Inhibitor Possibilities... Mating Concerns... Pheromone Prowess... Genome Breakdown... Offspring Concerns... Tests 1-10... Tests 11-20... Semen Results Before 16... Toddler Injections... Hidden DNA... The Superior Gene... Tests 25-40... Seriously this is a metaphorical gold mine!" Bellamy said, smiling from ear to ear.

"Yeah, I don't understand any of it, but have at it. Should I email it to you?" Meyhymn asked.

"No, hell no. Can't risk any hackers or mishaps. Download it onto another drive and give it to me. I will safeguard this tiny miracle with my life." Bellamy said, setting up his desk and computer.

Meyhymn complied and handed Bellamy the small device with the information on it. Bellamy got to work reading and studying the notes.

"How can you even work right now? I feel like I'm going to jump out of my skin." I groaned, my head still on his desk.

"Because if I don't, I'm going to head straight for Sylvester's room, punch him in the face, and then proceed to screw Tristan's brains out." Bellamy replied, irritated.

"Jeez... it's that bad huh?" Meyhymn asked looking between the both of us.

"It's far worse, whatever was in that injection took the edge off, but the insatiable hunger is still there, gnawing at me." I said.

"I don't envy you guys..." Meyhymn said looking worried.

"We'll be fine, if I can make suppressants for Tristan, that work better than the current ones. I see what Lady Josephine meant though, I'd give anything to have Maybelline here right now. She was clearly a legendary genius, especially when you take into account that she was an Omega who was either born into that facility or abducted at the age of 16. Where would she have been able to flex those brainiac muscles?" Bellamy said, practically oozing satisfaction and remorse.

"Maybe we can leak something like that to the press to get them to understand more about the possibilities of potential Omegas. Like an Omega bioengineer was spear-pointing the Omega creation, but was killed by jealous Alphas and the production of Omega children declined drastically." I said.

Meyhymn immediately perked up, looking excited at the prospects.

"Just leave it to me, I'll find good enough files that don't have information about Tristan, but do have test results of before she was killed and after. I'll even be selective of what news stations I send it to first. We'll spread the mayhem far and wide slowly. I want the idiot Alphas like Cole's father, and that female news anchor, to tremble with the new information I drop. That system had all the Omegas hidden talents listed. They ranged from accountants, biologists, herbalists, and even doctors and surgeons. Most of them were killed, we can easily spin it in our favor." Meyhymn laughed gleefully.

"Work your magic Meyhymn, do what you want. I trust you. Bellamy knock me out... I'd like to sleep now... Please..." I begged.

"I can give you something but you'll probably sleep for most the morning at this point, it's almost 4am... still want it?" Bellamy asked.

"Yes, idiot. I trust you guys not to let shit go to hell while I sleep. I. NEED. SLEEP!" I yelled.

I was at my wits end and Sylvester was still going strong. I was ten seconds from shooting Sylvester, and unlike Bellamy, I didn't have anything to occupy my time with.

"Alright. It's not an injection though, it's a capsule. So take it and go to bed." He said with a shrug.

I took two from him and downed them without a second thought, chugging the coffee Bellamy had on his desk.

"I barely got to drink that asshole, caffeine and sleeping pills are a terrible mix. I hope you choke." Bellamy said, as I finished off his drink.

His words didn't bother me, we installed his own coffee corner in this lab he could always make another cup. I headed to my room finally able to move unassisted.

"Wrap it up Sylvester or I will kill you!" I yelled at his door.

I knew on some level he probably couldn't help it at this point. However, I also knew he was probably trying to get back at me and Bellamy for the hell we put him through this week.

I trudged back into my room, my body was already feeling heavy. The pills were definitely kicking in, my eyelids were starting to feel heavy too. I face planted into my bed and let sleep take me.

'Hell... if there was a word to describe the upcoming week... it was definitely, Hell...'