rewrite The King's Unlucky Penny BakugouxMidoriya ( Omegaverse ) ( Mpreg )

I'm the Unlucky Penny

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Standing atop an old bookcase, Izuku stretched upwards on his toes, reaching for the small edge of a glass ceiling dome's window. It was the only view of the outside world. Through this fogged dirty glass, he has to climb and balance to see out. Blue, blue was seen first and most of. The wide expanse of blue held fluffy white formations known as clouds. Izuku's eyes study the wide sky. The wide world he hadn't been out in for years. Heavy exhale escaped him as he let go of the edge and climbed down.

Once he touched the ground and stood there, he leaned back on the wall and tilted his head back, watching. He was 20 years old, and he hadn't been outside these walls, these 2 rooms. No, not rooms, his cage. That was what he thought of what had been his home for many years. They put him in this cage when he was a small child, stripping away his freedom. All because his gender-second traits had to appear, making him a rare male omega. His father sold him off to the royal family the moment his rank appeared. So now he was the prince breeding omega. His large room was a library and bedroom and the small room hooked was a bathroom. His rooms were underground. The only link to the outside world was that fogged window. He spent his days watching strangers walk on the glass ceiling. Which is the courtyard of the palace.

The courtyard was also the training grounds part of the year. Izuku learned to fight by observing movement and shadows. He took measures to ensure his own strength.

As he stared around the cage, Izuku let himself slide to the ground. The walls remain unchanged, as do the books. It's the same old days. He read every book in this cage. Most were on shelves or in piles. He also gained reading skills in that manner. His father had taught him the basics. But he had to do the rest himself. His father was the only human that he had truly been face to face with. They didn't allow him to speak, see, or talk to others. He was blindfolded and set in his spot when someone needed to enter his home. This was even done when his future husband came to see him. He was to be kept pure in all thoughts. The prince believed being clueless was the best way to keep pure.

Pressing his knees to his chest, he leaned his chin on his knees and sighed. His food was always given to him through a slot in the door. Why, one may ask? Because he wasn't a freakin normal omega. Oh no, he couldn't be like everyone else. His fate had dropped him into this spot. To be a breeding mate to a spoiled brat of a prince. He was born of a prime alpha and omega. Which gave Izuku a good chance of his children being prime alpha too. This prince even had 4 other omega mates. Izuku would just be the breeder of heirs. Izuku's eyes closed for a moment. He was quirkless, yet that wouldn't stop the prince from using him.

Once more, his eyes flicker open. His life was quite dull. He knew omega bared the children and alpha needed an omega to breed with. Alphas were the rulers and omega even though were the life gives.

He inclined his head to the side. He was never told by anyone about how children were made. Hell, he didn't even know why his manhood got hard sometimes. The only thing he knew was that omegas were given two genders which made them desirable to alphas.

Izuku only knew these rooms as his home. He hadn't seen very many people in his lifetime, only his parents, mostly. His mother had gotten ill and disappeared a few years ago. She had most likely died off and it hurt. Izuku understood feelings of love death and anger. His father was an awful man, leaving him locked up like this until he was ready for the prince to take him.

At 20 now, he was a perfect age for breeding. Though he knew he was having issues. 13 his omega traits should have fully kicked in. 13 when a child's other traits would show themselves and determine if one was alpha, omega, or beta. In this cage of forgotten time and books, alone, he learned of prime alphas and male omegas that could make more prime alphas. A trait to control all people.