True Alpha (Jikook)

Chapter 1,

a/n - So... This is my first fanfic, and to be frank english is not my first language, so if you see mistakes pls don't judge me, guide me instead. Well, I haven't ever written boyXboy stuff before so don't know if this will go great or what. Anyways, I'm gonna start with this chap and hope that you vote for it and like it.

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT - IF YOU WANT TO READ THE EDITED VERSION OF THIS FANFIC, PLEASE READ THE [EDITED : CHAPTER 1] IN THE INDEX.

I DID NOT UPDATE HERE ITSELF BECAUSE I DID NOT WANT TO DELETE THE COMMENTS WHICH HAVE PILED UP IN EACH PARA, IT SEEMED SO... WASTEFUL/PLAIN RUDE. SO I DECIDED TO UPDATE THE EDITED VERSION AFTER THE LAST CHAPTER AGAIN. 

Jungkook's p.o.v.

I live in a world where strength is everything, where power is the ultimate goal and one cannot survive if he/she is weak. I learned that the hard way when my family was killed in front of my eyes by some shit pack full of shit alphas. The number of them had been large, and for the first time I had seen so many alphas together.

Generally there are only one or two alphas who head the pack, but at that time there were many, almost 30 to 40. I don't know what happened or why, but they just forced themselves in our home, killed my parents and raped my brother before killing him off too, but slowly and painfully.

I never wanted to see something so ugly happen to my dear ones, I was only 7 at that time, hopeful and grateful towards my life. I lived in my own little bubble where I thought that everyone I ever saw was kind and sincere. 

Well, see where it got me?

Being naive that I was, I had wanted to become a farmer just like my parents, and wanted to grow up big and help them out with their work. But it all changed that doomed day.

I had never even contemplated what would happen after returning to my home from some play field that was adjacent to out farms. Not many villagers lived around, the area was plain forest, farms and green. The day had started out great, with me trying to play with the other kids who always managed to outrun me. 

My mother had been extremely busy that day, being forced to manage the harvest and also the reaping all by herself. My father was another case entirely, trying to fix his cart and feed the cows. 

And my brother? He was three years older than me, always getting into trouble for running around and breaking stuff just for the fun of it. He was merely laughing out loud as I fell in some water pond in front of the rice farm our neighbors owned.

While my brother laughed, I started to cry, feeling humiliated and hurt from my fall, even my pants were drenched in water as I struggled to get up despite the muddy soil bed under me.

As soon as he heard my cry, he rushed to me and held out his hand for me to take, as he pulled me out of the pond with a small chuckle. "Why do you cry little one, it was just a little fall." he commented while looking down at my palms which I scratched while falling, even though the mud was harmless. I was just that delicate.

"It hurts," I said winching when he decided to touch the abused skin. I was smaller than him, much smaller and meeker, since I was just an omega, something my parents told me a year back when I started to show signs of malnourishment, which was actually just an Omega trait surfacing.

"You are such a wimp, remind me why I still care."

"Because you love me," I traded politely as he grimaced.

"Love is so girlish stuff to say," he told me with distaste. I grinned, "So you adore me?"

He pouted childishly, "No, I just... care about you."