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At the so called 'rehabilitation cebter' . All villans that had been rehabilitated we're Alpha and Betas, why? Because omega villans didn't exist, or at least have never been caught, unlike a certain green hair omega. The staff had no idea about his secondary gender, they thought he was a Beta because he clearly wasn't and Alpha. Everyone thought he was a Beta, he'd been lying, and using suppressants for year's. At this point his inner omega was practically dead, if that was possible. Izuku had been caught by some explosion guy who's name nobody could remember because it was so long. Izuku was no idiot about who he was though, he was ranked as the number 4.
Thinking about it know, it was his falt that he got caught, but damn, the cocky bastard made him infuriated!
Izuku had little to no omega traits at this point from all the suppressants and shit he used on himself to dull his sent, stop his heat, and kill off his instincts. It was the right choice overall, all that stuff would've slowed him down. The only omegan traits he had was his sence of smell, and hearing. Suppressants and illegal drugs couldn't get rid of everything. But if people knew he was an omega that would attract attention, and he didn't want that. It's not like he wasn't an unknown villan, if you read a lot of crime documentary, and listened carefully, you'd know who he was, but not what he was.
Izuku was also extremely unlucky too, if it Wasn't obvious.
He had shit luck, he ended up being caught.
He didn't have any of his suppressants.
He was under strict watch now.
He had no Quirk.
Izuku also happened to be an orphan, his dad left after he was diagnosed as Quirkless, and his mother died when he was 15, the circumstances to that are relevant...and hurt to talk about, even if he'd never admit it. So he had no family he knew of, so that's how he got into his life of crime to survive.
When Izuku first woke up, he was VERY angry. He jumped out of tge bed he was in, soon after the memories from yesterday flooded into his head like a tsunami. His surroundings consisted of a locked door, locked windows that would take a lot to break, and a small TV. Worst of all he had a tracker caller around his neck, it felt like it was squeezing him so hard he couldn't breathe.
Panic and fear also set in soon after. He had no suppressants, he was alone with no way out, all his gear was gone, he had no idea where he was. And oh go, oh sweet god what if they knew? What if they found out somehow, what are they gunna do? What will they mak-
His fear and terror was cut short as a tall blond Alpha entered the room, Izuku recognize him immediately and a snarl ripped from his throat. The Alpha reeked of sweat, and this horrible cinnamon smell, it was intoxicating. He was still in his hero suite, they probably called him in while he was still on the job. Disgusting.
The Blond closed the door behind him and gave Izuku a cocky smug ass look. "Looks like you're finally awake, freckles."
Izuku snarled louder, and stood his ground. Most omega's wouldn't dare challenge an Alpha, but Izuku had years of suppressants on him, even if he didn't have access to them, they we're strong enough to last awhile, depending on how long he was out for.
"Well you're certainly not the friendly type, are you freckle?." The blond smirked again, and Izuku was furious.
"You," He pushed out, it almost hurt to talk from how tight the tracker was on his neck, in fact it did hurt."You don't get the privilege of talking to me like you care." He finally maged to get out, and got his voice sounded drained and weak.
Katsuki's grin slowly disappeared and he gave Izuku a concerned look, and looked at the tracker around his neck, and gave him...a soft look? "Are you ok, that looks like it kinda hurts," Yes, yes it did, but Izuku couldn't just admit that to the hero who put him here. And also he might just throw up from his scent alone if gets any closer. "I'd rather die, you poor excuse of an Alpha." He choked out, the snarled again.
The blond snarled back at him, showcasing his teeth, Izuku immediately stopped, and he'll be damned if he almost whimpered. Shit, he must have been out for a while if his suppressants we're almost out this soon, or this guy was no regular Alpha, from the sight and smell of him, he might just be a prime. No, no way. This changes everything, if they didn't now he was an omega yet, they definitely would if he had to spend time around him. Izuku started to panic, and the hero could definitely tell, because he stoped growling, and a moment he tried to make soothing pheromones to calm him, but god that might have made it worse because he smelt horrid! Izuku was now audibly gagging from just the smell alone.
The Alpha clearly noticed this, and stopped. "Are.... are you ok?" He asked takeing a step forward, now confused. "I'm gunna throw up if you get any closer." He wasn't even sure himself it that was a threat, or just his brutal honesty, and clearly neither did the Alpha, as he stepped back. His hand was now covering his mouth and nose to save himself from the smell that might just be his death.
"Get. Out." He hissed still covering his mouth with his hand, so his words came out muffled. But the man before him could definitely understand stand him, as he did just that.
A moment later Izuku let out a gasp for air, the smell was still there, but now that the sorce of it left the smell had somewhat dulled. Izuku couldn't stand him, not one bit. This possibly prime Alpha was so irritating. Izuku could list off how annoying he was, and he will.
1. The smell. He smelt like sweat and cinnamon combined to a disgusting degree.
2. He was an Alpha. Alphas we're loud, stupid and treated omegas like slaves to severe them, and this blond (possibly prime) was no doubt the same.
3. He was a hero. Izuku was a villan himself so of course he heated heros, that was just how society was. Not for any other particular reason, not at all.
4. He was attractive. It's not like he hated attractive people, not that, he was bisexual himself. But he didn't deserve to be that hot with all those negative traits, nobody did.
He could list more but that would be a waste of his time, not like it was already wasted by being in here. Also he could hear people talking now. His curiosity got the better of him and he put his ear against the wall. The one, AND ONLY good thing about him being an omega was hearing, he could hear all the little things, which was insanely helpful for his life of crime.
He could hear about conversation, between someone and the blond who's hero name was to long:
"Yeah, I could grab you sent blockers, but are you sure? Betas usually don't react like that."
"Absolutely, I don't want anything like that to happen again."
"OK, I'll grab some, and maybe we can do something about the tracker being to tight, if it is."
"That would be great, thank you again, I feel like i should try to comfort him if I can"
"No problem."
Izuku immediately took his ear off the wall and took some steps back untill he backed into the bed and slumped diwn beside it, knees to his chest. No, he didn't want to around anyone, or here. All Izuku wanted was to be out of here and somewhere else, far away, back at the yakuza base, if it Wasn't raided.
If it didn't get raided he would still be there.
If it didn't get raided he would safe.
If it didn't get raided he'd have his suppressants
If it didn't get raided he'd still be with his friends
If we wasn't followed to the base everyone would be ok.
Shit, now he wanted to cry. He wasn't going to cry, he was smart, he'd find a way out of this stupid place, he always found his way out of situations like this, and this was no different. He told himself. He'd find a way to survive without his suppressants, he'd make sure they didn't know he was a Beta. Because of the conversation with the hero and the other person, they didn't know, and they never will. He'll make sure.
His planning was interrupted by a knock on the door, then came in the person who just ruined his life.