After some time of pondering and over three years of lurking on FFnet as a reader I've finally decided to start my own fanfic. I've been having this idea for a while and I just couldn't wait to write it already. XD If you spot any mistakes or you have tips to improve my writing, please let me know :3 I'm not going to ask you to go easy on me just because I'm a first time author and English is not my first language.
Warnings: Future M-rated content (none too explicit), most likely mpreg and language.
Disclaimer: Hetalia Axis Powers and the portrayed characters do not belong to me. They belong to Himaruya Hidekaz and Gentosha Comics.
The day I was told about my Nature I knew it would bring me troubles. Not only that it meant I was the only Omega among three Alpha brothers who would persistently exclude me from their "Alpha activities", no my future was dictated by society now. And although I had never actually enjoyed my brothers' company I realised that I detested my Nature even more, more so than I could ever express. In primary school I had to join the Omegas in my class. I was forced to spend recess playing silly games of building leaf nests, having tea parties or silently observing my fellows stealing glances through the fence of the sports field, swooning and giggling over the "strong and brave" Alpha idiots.
And when I turned thirteen and went through my first heat I was certain there was nothing positive about being an Omega. No, it was a fate worse than I had formerly expected. At that time, this one week was the most humiliating ordeal I had ever experienced and already dreading it to happen four times a year I could finally convince my parents to take me to a doctor. I was prescribed suppressants hiding my Nature, my scent and my Omega instincts, allowing me to lead the life of a Beta. I could play sports again and more importantly, I was allowed to go to college.
Always being an intelligent kid I refused to wordlessly accept my destiny as a stupid little baby-factory. I refused to let my potential go to waste and had completed my law studies in Harvard at age 23. As a lawyer I've been quite successful, one of the youngest who already got thus far and I silently praised myself about not giving up on my dreams and settle down with some Alpha as I was expected from society.
So when my health worsened during my third year as a lawyer I was afraid. But I soon pushed the thought that the suppressants were to blame to the back of my mind and even my doctor assumed it might be a result of stress. Just to be sure, she had suggested me to lower the dose and take a break from work for a couple of weeks but I declined. It had to turn out all right. No one could find out about the truth. I couldn't give up now, after how hard I had worked and how far I had come.
Childish hopes was all it had been. I know that now. This morning the aches were worse than usual and my breath came out raggedly. Cold sweat was sticking to my forehead. I decided to take it slower today but I went to my office nonetheless.
The last thing I remember before waking up in this white, sterile hospital room is the room spinning around me. The lovely view over Manhattan blurring to a dirty grey and the delicate tea cup I was holding shattering on the floor spilling its contents everywhere.
And then my world faded to black.
When the whole Omegaverse thingy came up I read some of the stories but I haven't really kept track of all the stuff that's been written since then. So sorry if that idea was already used ;w;
The first chapter is already finished and will be most likely posted tomorrow.
Tell me what you think. :)