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Dnf (kinda)

(This one is omega verse because I find omega verse kind of fascinating so yeah. Context: This is also post-apocalyptic, Dream = rich Alpha boy, George = assassin omega bitch [we love a bad ass George], Ella = Dream's omega little sister [name might change idk], fight before the events that are happening George heard screaming, went to investigate and found Ella getting jumped by two Alpha's. George killed them, with his assassin skills and all, idk. Let me know if there's anything else you would like to know about this AU)

"What the hell were you thinking being out here on your own? Are you crazy?" George glared at her as he kicked one of the dead Alphas.

"You're out here on your own." She crossed her arms and looked away.

"Well I know how to defend myself, clearly you do not." He snarled. "Who are you anyways?"

"I'm Ella Beckett. Daughter of James Beckett." She huffed proudly.

"You think that matters to anyone out here? Where's your stupid older brother who's always looking over your shoulder, hm?" He grabbed the bodies of the Alphas and started to drag them away towards a dumpster, expecting Ella to follow. She foolishly did so.

"I've done this multiple times and this has never happened, usually no one is out here at this time." She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, refusing to make eye contact. George rolled his eyes.

"You're lucky I was around to hear you. Who knows what these stupid Alphas would have done." He picked up the upper body of the ginger Alpha and attempted to get him into the dumpster. Ella opting to lean against the wall next to it.

"Yeah, yeah. You sound like my brother. Except he probably wouldn't have killed them. And he's an Alpha." She snickered.

George resisted the urge to roll his eyes and grunted as he finally pushed the first Alpha's body into the dumpster.

"You kinda got blood, well, everywhere." Ella gestured towards George's whole body by waving her open palms in a circular motion.

"Wow, I didn't notice." George replied sarcastically. He grabbed onto the collar of the second Alpha and followed the same process as the first.

The silence that had consumed the two Omegas was soon broken by Ella asking a question George had expected at the very beginning. "So who are you?"

He finished pushing the second body into the dumpster before wiping his gloved hands on his now very bloody shirt. "You know I just got this shirt cleaned the other day. I guess that didn't last long." He chuckled.

"That doesn't answer my question." Ella huffed.

"Why does it matter to you who I am? We'll never see each other again." George began to walk out of the ally, Ella following behind. "You don't have to follow me you know."

"I know but like you said, it's dangerous for me to be out here alone." She smirked.

"God, I hope I wasn't this annoying as a teenager."

"Hey! Stop avoiding the original question."

"And that was?" George glanced back at her.

"Who are you?" She ran up next to him and grabbed his arm in an attempt to make him stop walking.

"I'm none of your concern." George yanked his arm out of her grasp and continued to walk down the plant infested streets. Careful not to trip on any roots or cracks in the side walk.

Ella groaned as she continued to walk after him. "Why can't you just tell me? I won't tell anyone you killed those people. If anything my family would be grateful you save me."