SET ME FREE
copyright by oishielmo
g e n r e / t h e m e
ABO-verse, melodrama, psychological, romance, violence, angst
WARNING!
18+ Mature content, dark past, past r4ped, child 4buse, s3xual h4rassment, a little g0re.
n o t e
Set Me Free is published on wattpad and KaryaKarsa under the same pen name.
This is an ABO-verse story, and will probably be completely different from most ABO stories. I made the male omega rare, because basically the male omega population in ABO-vers stories is only 10% so not all alphas are paired with omegas.
Set Me Free © oishielmo
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"Do not fear the dark, for we are destined to be born in the dark. Darkness is a true friend wherever we are, and the world we are in is dark."
I woke up to a series of loud noises knocking on my eardrums. My body covered in a thin white shirt and knee-length black cotton pants lay on the cold floor. Opening a pair of eyelids, I scanned all directions.
It's dark. It reminded me of what a blind beggar had said when I returned home from school. He uttered a short line that represented his blindness.
Don't be afraid of the dark
The loud, deafening sound came again. This time it was louder, forcing my consciousness to fully recover. The second one sounded like a huge explosion followed by a rumble throughout the room. Some dust, or perhaps sand fell down with small cracks from the ceiling of the basement I was in.
While still lying down, I scanned the entire room again with a blank stare.
It's dark. I smiled faintly. Darkness is a true friend wherever I am, and the world I'm in is dark. The old blind beggar and I were not much different.
Dizziness stabbed my head as I tried to get up even if it was just to sit down. I whimpered softly. As I tried to stay in a sitting position. The pain spread throughout my body. My moans are louder and stifled when my left hand touches another being other than me.
Damn, this thing kicked me.
As the seconds passed, I realized that the chains around my neck and both wrists were gone. I snorted in silence. The conversations of the people outside the door were also gone.
Where had they gone? I sharpened my hearing, searching for a source of sound that my ears could pick up, only to find silence. I snorted louder as my sense of smell picked up a sickening odor.
A rancid odor that could drain my entire stomach. There's another smell that comes from the most disgusting creature in this world.
The smell of alpha.
I vomited immediately, but vomited nothing but a few drops of saliva.
There are alphas here. In this room.
My eyeballs moved wildly, while instinct searched for where the disgusting creature of the alpha was. I recognized this smell. The smell of coffee mixed with wood that I don't remember the type. But I remember, the alpha who owns this smell was also the last one with me before I lost consciousness.
Where is he? Where is that disgusting creature? Why was he silent while I started crawling, groping for something with my dark eyes.
I winced. My entire body felt crushed, not to mention the creature in my stomach, weighing me down and restricting my movement.
One step, two steps into my crawl, my hand accidentally touched something. No, it was someone with the smell of coffee and wood. I found her in a motionless state, stiff and ... rancid.
I snorted again as I covered my mouth with nausea. I almost choked on my laughter when I realized the alpha was lifeless.
Unable to bear this fact, I choked too, then laughed. The urge to vomit suddenly vanished. Not for long, I remembered something. Hurriedly approaching that disgusting body while continuing to endure the nausea to look for something.
I felt from my feet, up to my waist. Hoping to find the key to this room. But what I found was something else. I removed the holster that was attached to his waist. My lips curled into a smile as I grasped the weapon encased inside. For the time being, I put it away. My search continued again. This time I found a folding knife. I cheered happily before I got the kick back.
"Damn it, stop kicking!" I exclaimed angrily while gripping the part of my body where the creature was. I couldn't understand why it was still alive at this point.
Forget about this creature, I need to find the key. The shaking didn't stop. It hurts even more. I kept looking, reaching into every pocket of my pants and the clothes this alpha male was wearing. The next thing I knew I touched something wet, like liquid had thickened, right on the man's left chest. In that part, the smell of rancor is many times stronger.
Ignoring that, I kept looking, kept looking until my hands were covered in something fishy. In the man's shirt pocket, I found a lighter and a key. Finally, I let out a happy cry. Just for a second, my joy was shattered when I felt an intense pain in my stomach area. I bit my lower lip, fingers clenched tightly into fists. I felt my heartbeat start to accelerate.
Damn, this little creature is getting better at torturing me.
Just wait, this is only temporary. I'll get out of this wretched place, then start my life as before as if I had just woken up from a nightmare. My smile suddenly stiffened as soon as I touched her. This creature is part of them. It could not come with me.
My grip on the penknife tightened. The other hand held the lighter I'd found with the key. I felt warmth on the surface of my face as I turned it on. There was no light, it remained dark because I was living in it. Then, a crazy idea came to me to get rid of this creature and the pain it brought.
I was reminded of the story of Grandpa Seo, a decrepit old man who was a former war veteran. He told me about how he survived after being hit by a landmine. I remember very well, how Grandpa Seo told in detail when his stomach was split open and his intestines came out. Everyone who heard his story winced in horror, and I was no exception.
One doesn't have much choice in a pinch, does one? With my darkened vision, I fumbled around, removing the man's outerwear. Fuck the rancid, rotten smell and the alpha pheromones clinging to the fibers. I was more concerned with this creature.
I don't know how effective the fabric is at staunching the bleeding. If you don't try, you won't know. Even if I end up dying of blood loss, I don't care anymore.
A drop of blood oozed from the tip of my index finger that touched the sharp edge of the penknife.
While I sat leaning against the wall of this narrow basement. I bite off a piece of cloth. The lighter was lit as the blade touched the flame.
The heat radiates up to the handle of the knife, when I know it's ready to use. My trembling left hand grazes my lower abdomen, fingertips making a line.
I let out a loud squeal as I felt the intense pain that accompanied this creature's movements. It seemed to know what I was about to do. I bit down on the cloth covering my mouth as I swore silently. I'll make sure he dies after this.
The door suddenly burst open. I froze in the position of a dagger ready to slice into my stomach.
The pain lowered my awareness of my surroundings. There was no time to find a place to hide. I didn't have time.
"Damn, this place stinks," said a man who was the first to enter. Several pairs of steps followed him.
"That's Chief Jang, right." A second man with a more casual tone hurried over. "Uh, there's someone else," he added.
I gulped harshly. My body was stiff and motionless. Both my legs were limp. I felt cold sweat running down my temples.
"Hey!" he called, to whom else but me. I heard steps approaching, his steps. The knife in my hand slipped out of my hand as my heart pounded crazily in my ribs.
There was the sound of someone sniffing. It must be this man number two. His figure was so close. I didn't see him, but I felt him. He smelled different from the first man, but he was of the same class. Alfa.
I still didn't give any response. Especially when he half-exclaimed, "You're an omega?!" A low chuckle followed. "Oh my, you really are an omega. Omega male!" He exclaimed excitedly to his two friends. Yes, I believe there were three of them.
Don't come any closer! Don't hurt me! Please, just kill me!
Between those three sentences, I couldn't decide which one to choose. My mouth snapped shut as I felt a gust of wind hit my face. That was when this man flicked his hand right in front of my face.
Now I was scared. Very scared. My fear multiplies until I feel the liquid pooling. I'm afraid I'll pee, just like the first time I was in this damned room. This could be a sign of the last moment I'll be here before I die.
Behind, two pairs of steps approached. The voice of the same person asked, "Are you oke?"
"Don't touch me!" I croaked, dismissing the hand that I had felt a few centimeters in front of my face. And sure enough, I hit it and tried to make distance even though it was useless, my back was already against the wall.
There was a moment of silence. I'm sure, even though they didn't see me, they were surprised at my condition. Until finally the man who had been silent opened his voice.
"Not only an omega male, but also a pregnant omega male."
"What are we going to do with him?" asked the man who had entered first.
"Or to him," the second man added. His tone sounded enthusiastic. "Omega males are rare."
Hearing the conversation of these three disgusting creatures in front of me made my ears hurt. I silently fingered the dusty cement floor, looking for something I wouldn't use to ...
"Akh!" I let out a stifled scream as the wave of pain was more than ever.
"Hey." I didn't recognize the first, second or third man anymore. This pain was really excruciating. This creature really knows the right time to do it.
Clutching my stomach, I curled up along with a few drops of water pooling in the pair of useless eyes I had.
"Are you okay?" he asked, it was the second man, his tone sounded worried. Damn it, I don't need pity from bastard creatures like you. Leave me alone.
"Jiwon, he'll---"
BRAKK!
I didn't react anything when the metal door that was forcefully opened startled the people inside.
"Has everything been taken care of?" A man with a heavy voice also sternly asked at the doorway.
"Yes," a third man replied.
"You're missing one," he said, in a more even voice. "Or you want to be enjoyed first." The last man entered.
There was a moment of silence. I'm sure they looked at each other. Probably drawing lots as to which of them could enjoy me first.
"No," the second man replied.
"Okay then," said the last man to appear. He could be heard holding something, it had been with him all along. "This is the last one." He was still doing something.
I recognize this sound. The sound of people loading bullets in a firearm.
The painful contractions come again. At this moment I realized something. This little creature was about to be born into the world. No, I won't let it. He will definitely just be one of them.
Forget getting up, in a seated position sitting on all fours, I gave a look to the last man holding a gun.
Kill me, please...
"Wait!" There was an instruction. "He's pregnant and—"
"He wants it, Siwon, he does. Just look at his blank stare. This Omega is begging for his death to be hastened."
This is what I chose. The man seemed to understand. He took one step closer to me.
"Don't look so sad, Jinwoo, he's just an omega," the man said, already very close to me, as was the muzzle of his gun.
I surrendered. I closed my eyes and held my breath. My hand felt for something. One thing I regretted. I had to die with this creature inside me. All senses were instantly paralyzed as a deafening sound filled the room. Everything slowly became dark.
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