Omega X 

Chapter 03 | Nightmares of a Gem

A man in a gray suit walks into a grand office. With an emotionless expression, he announced, “Sir, there has been no signs or trace of your lost product.” 

A man with black hair, slicked back, turns around from the massive window he had been looking through. A still healing slash across his face present. “You’re telling me it just disappeared like a ghost?” His eyes furrowed. “It was only two miles away from when it escaped. “

The man in the gray suit stumbles. “The storm that had shifted to our direction caused zero visibility on the ground, we searched the nearby forests and lakes in case the product had perished. We could not risk seldom residents seeing our men, the helicopter made quite the stir—”

The blacked hair man clenched his teeth. “Residents?” 

“Y-Yes Sir, there are approximately five residents along Puleun Lake, each residing one to two miles away from each oth—”

The man’s eyes glowed to an amethyst shade, his veins becoming larger. “Did your men try to knock on the doors of these houses?” 

“As I said, we could not risk—“ 

“Risk!?” He punches the wall next to the window, leaving a fist sized hole. “Do you know I suffer the risk of not having my product at the auction!?” He strides up to the gray suit. He grabs his collar. “I have finally perfected it, I have all the elites expecting this one and only of its kind to be there, the auction is in three fucking months! Someone in one of those houses has it. They have my product. Go search them now!” 

“Y-Yes Sir.” 

The man let’s go of the gray suit. “Get out.” 

He disappears out of the room. The black haired man runs his broad hands through his hair. He turns to look out the window once again, he touches the slash across his face— staring into the dark abyss. 

“You will be found.”

The evening sun peers through the grand windows into the house. The winds and waters have become calm as the storm had made it’s course. The trees still.

X walks over to the fridge to get a bottled water. Only wearing a long plaid shirt with slippers. He opens the door and bends over to see if any are left. 

Seok walks in, phone in hand, texting away on his phone, his other hand preoccupied with a glass of whisky. He’s been having to work non-stop since the storm caused a delay in all his work. He walks by the counter and looks up at the rummaging X. He immediately spits out the whiskey he had sipped seconds earlier. 

He looks down to see one of his shirts barely covering the bottom of X’s body. “What the fuck are you doing? And what the fuck are you wearing?” 

X quickly stands up, succeeding in getting a bottled water. “What?” 

“Don‘t what me. You’re fucking naked!” 

X peers down. “I’m wearing a shirt.” 

Seok rubs his temples. “Where are your shorts? Pants? For fuck’s sake, your underwear?” 

“Your shorts don’t fit, your pants don’t fit, and I’m for sure not going to put your underwear on me!” X twists the bottle open and gulps down the water. “This made the most sense. the only pants that did fit were those one pair. Aston said they were from your middle school days. Weird you still kept them.” 

“What happened to them then?” Seok crosses his arms. Trying not to look at X.

X shrugs. “It was only one pair. They got dirty.” 

He scoffs. “Then do the laundry, our deal was you do housework.” 

“I can’t do housework naked.” 

Seok slaps his hands on his face and grunts. “For fuck’s sakes…” he turns around to leave. 

“Where are you going?” X questions. 

“You fucking omegas… all of you are so ugh…unbelievable. I’ll be back.” Seok storms out. X flinches at the sound of the front entrance door slamming. 

“What the heck’s wrong with him?” X continues to drink from the bottled water.

2 Hours Later

X fell asleep peacefully on the couch. His breaths easy and slow.

SWOOSH! 

X awakens to bags being slammed onto his body. He gasps and looks up to see Seok. 

“Here. Now do your work.” He storms yet again to his office. X is still gathering his thoughts after being rudely awaken. 

“What the hell was that about? He almost gave me a heart attack.” X slowly sits up and feels the bags that Seok had poured on him. There are a total of four brand name bags, he shuffles through them to see an immense amount of clothes, everything he needs. 

A slight blush dances across his face. “Stupid…”

He grabs the bags and heads towards his bedroom. 

The next day. 

“Now go ‘Ahhh’” Aston looks inside X’s mouth. “Well…I don’t see any inflammation nor redness. Have you been feeling ill since that morning?” 

X shakes his head.

Aston smiles. “Good.” He puts the flashlight back into his coat pocket. “You seem to have a very resilient body, X. Almost perfected actually.” 

“What do you mean?” X looks at him with a questionable look.

“Well,” Aston began. “I am a doctor of Omegas and Alphas, they are a very populous group. Beta’s like me are the minority. I’ve come across every sort of omegas, I even treat high pedigree superior ones.” 

“Alright, but what does this have to do with me specifically?” 

“You have impeccable dental work— your two canine teeth are impressively sharp, your hair and eye color are the most unique in an omega I’ve seen, skin is pristine and you’re in perfect shape. I’m sure the blood work will also confirm my suspicions that everything is in top notch range. I can also see if I can identify which type of Omega you are. I wanted you to settle down here and get used to your surroundings first before I drew blood and administer medications.” Aston giggles to himself and mumbles under his breath, “Seok doesn’t even know what he’s got here.” 

X perks up. “What?” He asks. 

Aston clears his throat. “Uhm nothing of importance X. Now, before we talk about a medical treatment plan, I need to take some blood samples…” Aston reaches into the black medical bag by his take and takes out a pair of latex gloves.

“Right..blood samples.” X begins to slightly sweat.

Why am I sweating? 

Aston lays down a sheet and sets down 4 tubes, each with a different colored bottom— an orange, lavender, green, and blue. X can feel his breath quicken. 

What is going on? 

Aston lastly pulls out a needle set. He pulls the gloves over his hands. “Now let me see both arms…” X displays both his arms, palms facing up. Aston proceeds to wrap a rubber band around both of X’s arms. He winces from the stinging pain from the tightly wrapped bands. He gently rubs and taps on each arm. “Yep, this vein looks great…” Aston undoes each band.

X’s heart rate and breaths quicken even more. He can feel sweat drops down his face. Aston glances up at him, “Are you alright X?” 

X can only nod. 

“Now, I know…” Aston preps the needle, “…needles can be scary. But I know you’ll do well X.”

X reiterates. “Do well?” 

A man’s face flashes before him, as if X was drawn into a dream. It’s flashes of something. The man is smiling.

“You‘ll do well, don’t worry…” 

He can feel hands all over him. He sees the glimpse of a elongated needle. 

“No…” X whimpers. 

Aston was about to insert the needle into his arm. “What was that X?” 

X closes his eyes, he sees people in white. He looks down at his arms, both had I.Vs in them. They drew blood out of them before inserting the I.V line back in. 

X’s eyes widen as he senses the needle get closer….

“NO!” He slaps the needle out of Aston’s hands and falls back onto the floor screaming. “NO! NO! NO!” He grabs his face and begins shaking uncontrollably. He continues yelling. “GOD PLEASE NOT AGAIN!” 

Seok runs out of his den, “Aston what is going on!?” He pauses a moment to see what he was seeing. Aston was on the ground trying to help X, but X is in almost like a ball—shaking uncontrollably…crying. “X!” Seok rushes over. “Aston what happened?”

His friend gives a troubled look. “I don’t know, I was just drawing blood. He was completely fine until then.” 

Tears stream down X’s cheeks, he lowly whimpers. “No..no more tubes… please…don’t put it back inside me…” 

Seok and Aston in unison stare at X, who is now completely checked out, almost like a terrified trance—lost in a nightmare. 

“Tubes?” Aston questions. 

Seok takes X’s face into his hands. “Oi!” He shouted. “C’mon, you gotta snap out of it! X!” 

Aston reaches for his bag. “Seeing the needle may have caused an influx of lost memories. I’m going to administer a sedative. Seok you are going to have to hold him, I have to administer the medicine through his upper arm.” 

Seok sighs. “Fuck. On the count of three I guess.” He loosely puts his arms around X’s small quivering body. 

“No…what are you… what are you doing to me?” X, still in his trance, looks up at Seok. “Don’t put it inside again, don’t…” Seok is taken aback at the terrified expression upon X’s face. His eyes red and tearful, his mouth pleading. Who hurt him? 

Seok takes in a deep breath. His arms tighten a little around X’s body. 

“One.” 

X quivers. “Stop… please.” 

“Two.” 

Seok closes his eyes. Aston gets the needle ready. His arms tighten around X’s body, one arm controlling his body and the other his head. 

“Three!” 

X gasps. “NO! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! STOP!” He tries to bite Seok as he flails around, trying to escape the nightmare he was trapped within.

Aston successfully gave X the sedative. He wipes his forehead. “God, what the hell happened?” 

Seok glares at him. “That’s what I should be asking.” 

Both men look down at X as he mumbles something. “Ian…I want to go to bed…not the table…I took it all Ian…just let me sleep without…the tubes.” X falls limp in Seok’s arms. 

“I’ll get the blood tests done, then we can put him in bed. I’ll come back tomorrow evening to go over his medications.” 

With an irritated laugh, Seok angrily spouts, “That’s it? Aren’t you gonna explain why the hell this happened Aston?” 

Aston sighs. “Seok, this omega may have gone through something so traumatizing his mind forced it all out. Like he said before, all he knew was fear when he found your house. From what we were talking about the other day, it could be black market selling. I didn’t want to mention it in front of X, get him scared for no reason.” 

“Black market selling? That’s just bullshit Aston, fucking stories to tell young omegas so they don’t do anything stupid.” Seok subconsciously holds X a little tighter in his arms. Aston notices but says nothing.

“He is in pristine condition, he’s not marked, imprinted, nor bonded. He had no identification on him, no memories, and the only thing he has is that ‘X’ engraved on his stomach— sort of like an I.D for whoever had him.” Aston pauses. “We may be in trouble keeping him.”

Seok’s eyes shifts into an orange hue. “We don’t even know if it’s that fairytale black market shit Aston.” Seok growls. “Are you suggesting we put out a fucking flyer saying ‘oh here’s this one of a kind omega with an X, if your his seller please call us?’. Yeah fucking right.” 

“I’m not suggesting anything Seok.” Aston claps back. “I’m going to draw his blood to get more answers. I will give him medication for his pheromone shock but….be prepared for who or what may come looking for X.” 

Aston retrieves the needle for the blood draw, with Seok still holding X, he draws the omega’s blood into the four tubes. “Seok, if you had lost a 20 million dollar gem, would you simply cut your loses or use all your resources to look for it?” 

“20 million…?” Seok laughs. “X isn’t a gem.”

“To whoever he belongs to, he is.”

Seok grimaces as he looks down at X who is now sleeping peacefully in his arms.

What the fuck happened to you?

OMEGA X

CHAPTER 03 | NIGHTMARES OF A GEM

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