Alpha And Omega: Always Hunt The Omega Runt.

The Hunt Begins

(Humphrey's P.O.V)
I had had enough! My daughter was dating! And she's still a pup! "Humphrey?" I imediatly dropped Fleet, who I was strangling. I saw him run back to Claudette. Wimp. "Yes, Kate?" I had just realised I was glaring at Fleet. "Should I tell you the loger version, or the shorter?" She asked.
"Shorter."
"Okay, so, Runt has climbed up the Old Oak and won't come down--"
"Wait, as in the highest tree in the forest?!" We all looked to Claudette, who was now shuffling uncomfortably. "Sorry." She mumbled.
"Moving on... I think Stinky has upset him somehow and now he has decided to climb up the tree and apologise to Runt and, what's worse, the hunting season has started. So... I could really use your help."
I sighed and said, "Boy, are those two pups in trouble."
"Now, come on!"
I followed her out the cave, Claudette and Fleet not too far behind.

(Stinky's P.O.V)
Okay, I don't normally do this, but now is a good time to panic. I guess being in the highest and oldest tree has some downsides. What would grandpa Winston do? I thought to myself. I slid down the tree trunk carefully. I looked around until I saw my brother. "Runt!" I ran over to him. It was clear that he was unconcious, actually, he would be very lucky if he survived... "Don't think like that, Stinky!" I told myself. I checked for a pulse and let out a sigh of relief when I found one. It was weak, but it was there. He was badly injured and it looked like he hit his head because-- oh no! That can't be good. On his head was a massive cut, one that was probably deep. I smelt four wolves. Mom, dad, Claudette and Fleet. "Stinky, what happened?" My sister asked. It was obvious that they hadn't seen Runt yet. I was standing in the way. So, very swiftly, I stood to the side.

(Claudette's P.O.V)
"Stinky, what happened?" I asked my oldest brother. I watched as he moved to the side. I couldn't believe my eyes. Mom and dad were the first ones to react. They both ran to Runt. Blood stained the grass. I could feel my feet slowly start to creep forwards. Then my dad spoke. "Claudette, Stinky and... Fleet," he said the last name with disgust, "To the den. Now."
"But--"
"No 'buts'. I said to the den. You don't need to see this."

                                   3 hours later...

Mom and dad have just came in, dad carrying Runt on his back. "Mom... is Runt okay?" She loomed at me and sighed.
"I don't know. I guess we'll just have to wait and see." I could hear Stinky whimpering a little from the corner. I think he thinks it's his fault. It isn't. But I think the argumet between them earlier had something to do with it...

*flashback*

I saw my two brothers fighting. Not arguing. Fighting, fighting. Obviously, Stinky was winning. He was an alpha after all. But Runt was putting up a good game. The fight concluded with Stinky being the victor. "As expected," My alpha brother began, "STINKY WINS, AND OMEGA LOOSES!"
"You know, just because I'm an omega, doesn't mean I'll always loose. Besides, I do have a name, if you weren't aware." Runt stated, angrilly. Stinky scoffed.
"Sorry. I guess  strong alphas :like me: deserve names, unlike weak omegas: like you."
"Really, tell me this then, brother. Do you really want a name that defines your smell?"
"Do you really want a name that defines how weak and pathetic you are?" Stinky retorted, not affected by Runt's previous argument. "Just face it, you're weak.  You  couldn't even survive an explosion that's a mile away." Stinky smirked. "Oh, and you know what, mom and dad probably don't even appreciate you." Runt slowly backed out the den while Stinky's grin grew wider. My omega brother ran into the forest.

*end of flash back*
Okay maybe it is his fault.

(???'s P.O.V)
I watched as my ghost brother approached me. "The hunt begins tommorrow, sir." I smiled evily.

I enjoyed writing this chapter.
I have also started writing the protectors series again. I hoped you enjoyed reading this chapter!