Recollected Memories // Kuroken

Chapter 2

Kenma's POV

My eyes flicked open the moment I awoke. Gazing into a ball of orange fluff, I lost myself for a second.

Soon I realized it was someone's hair as I recollected my past events.

Ah... Dammit why does this get so much more complicated?

I glanced around, alert of the surroundings and found myself in a whole room of boys around my age. But as I came to my senses I realized...they were all omegas. The space overwhelmed with the contradicting scent of pheromones emitted by the vast majority of people.

Attempting to move, I pushed my arm before collapsing back down against the hard concrete floor, my limbs still limp from the lasting effects of the drug and my body, still numb and burning with heat.

Yeah... I really am useless. I can't even move in a serious time like this.

Quietly, I took in all the surrounding features. The damp moss hanging off the walls and the lingering odor of sewers suggested one thing. This room is located somewhere underground. But that was probably all I got with the lame detective skills I have.

Just as I began studying the appearances of fellow captured omegas, a guard standing by approached. Appearing blatantly with a smug face, he nudged another. The two were obviously betas without giving off any kind of scent.

"Hey look, this one's in preheat." Their merciless eyes peered at my weak body. Their gazes hungry like a pack of wolves before their prey.

That's when reality gave me a slap on the face. This was real. It wasn't a video game from the past. I was a victim. Compared to them, I was a mere toy that could be discarded anytime.

The thought alone sent shivers as I locked onto his twisted gaze.

No, this is not the time to be scared. I have to find the logical solution...

Struggling, I glared back at them.

"Tryna act tough ain't ya?" The man smirked. "Well this is what this place is made for. We will break you. Crush your everything until you will no longer feel or have anything left. This is what the Organization is. But we'll also make worthless omegas like you useful. Be grateful, whores." His tone became crueler and more disgusting as he finished the sentence.

Distracting my fear, I heard a sniff within the crowded space. A few boys around had already begun crying.

Weak. That's what I first thought at first. But as I thought of my current situation, I overcame with anxiety as well.

Shit. This down to earth feeling is really taking a toll on me. Snap out of it. You still have other people waiting for you back at home-

A shriek echoed around the packed room. Pairs of eyes turned to stare at the commotion. Soon more screams rung in various places.

What seemed like a selected couple of omegas, were dragged towards some sort of exit.

Shortly, the beastly beta guard from before approached me.

"Ha, it might be a bit early for ya but I think you should learn some basics." He looked down at me with lustful eyes.

I felt my stomach plummet.

Another guard spoke up, "Hey, are you sure? He still looks young-"

"Look, it's obvious he's in preheat. An early bloomer." The other replied with an annoyed face.

"...Just don't go too far like last time. We haven't tested their potential yet..."

I felt my mind zone out after these words. Hang on... what does he mean by basics? No... what did he do last time? What is the meaning of this... ?

Ignoring the other's words, the guard proceeded into grabbing my arms. Vaguely, I remember being slowly towed away as the other people in the room showered me with pitiful gazes.

No... don't, why are you looking at me like that? Wait... where is he taking me? Is... this... really it...?

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Closing a white door, I was thrown against the hard ground. This time, the room was small... way too small.

A grubby hand tugged into my black locks pulling it hard until it faced the guard's revolting face.

"Listen here, whore. Remember this, the Organization is why you are alive now. You are worthless without the Organization. Only the Organization values you. You are useful because of the organization."

Don't listen, Don't listen, Don't listen. I told myself. They are trying to brainwash you. Stop listening...

The guard repeated the words. Over and over again.

His other hand trailed down my neck.

It moved further down.

No... no, no, no , no... endure it. Find an opening. Fuck, I forgot I still can't move. No, no, stop... please...

"...the Organization is why you are alive now. You are worthless without the Organization. Only the Organization values you. You are useful because of the Org.."

The actions became rougher.

Tears welled up in my eyes "No... stop... please..."

I said it. These words that came out of my mouth seemed to excite the other even more..

His hands move fluently, suspending only when unbuttoning my shirt.

My head was a mess. Throughout the haziness, I managed to mutter "Stop... I'm begging you..."

But that was the last. I could no longer hear anything properly besides the repeated words that continued to ring around my head...

You are worthless... without the Organization... Only the Organization...

Gradually, his moved unzipping his pants revealing his own protruding genitals

"No-"

Darkness and loneliness, and lastly hopelessness were the feelings that I felt at that moment. A sense of regret lingered as I realized that there was no one else on my side to support me. Something like, I should've been nicer to my mum. And Kuro... how much would I give to be able to have them here with me.

I briefly forgot my past, the preexisting memories that I had built up till this day. And I came upon the realization that omegas will always be left behind. The society was always the same.

"...the Organization is why you are alive now... you are worthless without the Organization... only the Organization values you... you are useful because of the organization..."

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The rattling of keys alerted the residents of the small compartment. As the metal door opened, I was once again tossed against the floor into a group of males. This time, it looked more like a rundown dormitory.

At the beginning, my roommates just stared. I did nothing but stare back.

My lifeless body clung to the ground, as they observed. My hair, a greasy mess and my clothes stained with sticky residual.

I didn't want to and couldn't move.

A couple of minutes passed before a familiar orange hair popped up into my view.

Silently, he walked towards me. Another followed, this time, a similarly curled hair but black. Both remaining quiet,  helped me up and began cleaning and changing my clothes with whatever they had around. On the other hand, the remaining two sat unmoved. I don't know their names, they didn't live long enough for me to remember. 

For the two that helped me that day, I learnt later on that their names were Hinata Shouyou and Akaashi Keiji. 

Writers Corner:

Here's the new chap : ) not gonna comment on the weird parts but I can say it was very hard for me to write... but I finally got some other characters in. yay.