Venom Omega

Chapter 8 ~ Aid and Relief

The locker room was filled with scents you didn't recognize, eyes whitened at the mere prospect of scouting this room. Only three of your classmates came in with you to study it, stating clearly that it didn't matter if you were male or female, they separated you by your second gender. Feeling that this room was safe enough you began to strip, forgetting the scars that lined your lower body as the room hushed.

"Do you think we can do this?" Someone broke the silence, the same person you couldn't care to name.

"Of course! We've been training to be idols since we were little!" A boy spoke up, surprising you once again at the strange concepts of this world.

"Be prepared to fail." You gave them the painful truth seamlessly while struggling with the rock boots laces, the foreign feeling of non-slime pair of boots driving you insane. 

"What? Excuse y-" The omega looked offended, the crinkling of skin showing the emotions you so desperately tried to hide. Eyebrows raised, mouth open, and long hair rushing forward. You needed to perfect these pretending emotions. 

"We need to learn to fail because that's how we get better." You spoke again, your chest bare to the world as you looked forward. The skin-tight suit was struggling against the sticky slime, only reaching your waist as you gave up and tried your hair. Untying your mother's work was easy, turning it into slipping slime that rushed out of holds. It was like sculpting clay, making the hair androgynous to the prime of a rock star.

"Trust me, I learned I can't get something without fighting for it." You purred, eyes dilating into your mirror. Visions of missions darted through your brain when you were at your prime of killing. You didn't have this weird human side that dwindled in your ear, just a mashine that followed orders. What happened to you in this world? Why were you so weak to your own emotions? Was it travel? Or being raised into a family that tried to love you without knowing who you are?

"OMMMEEEGGGAAAASSSS!" A perverted character who you swear was wearing purple grapes on his head charged into the room, not covering your softer breasts to protect the omega's in this room. The slime propelled from your wrist in an instant, instincts coming back in seconds to slam him against the wall. What you could only describe as rotting corpses scent filled the room from the omega's, every one of them latching onto your back for protection. Did they assume that you were an alpha like omega from the costume and your previous actions? Every single one of them had grabbed their collars, latching them on like they had been trained all their lives. Well, except for you of course.

"Pervert!" The omega's screamed as you decided to chirp in, hearing thunderous footsteps as you could only assume alphas were coming to your rescue.

"Omega?! Are you okay?" A familiar form came into the room as you instinctively posed while covering your breasts, bringing unneeded watery eyes as you pointed to the culprit. You could only assume he heard your vocalized chirp and came running, himself in a nicely fitted tracksuit. Of course, you didn't know that this was going to be ingrained into his memory, looking cute with this punk style you were trying. Were you trying to mimic him? You were holding your plump omega mounds like you wanted to be protected, feeling anger consume his bones because this wasn't a willing sight. He assumed you weren't posing for him.

"Oi, little sh$t! How dare you look at my omega in that way! You wanna be killed?" He fumed, noticing your handiwork of webbing as he wrapped the pervert in it. He threw him out of the room, thudding on the outside wall as you smirked. Unlike what you assumed katsuki would do, he looked back as if he wanted your permission.

You nodded, watching as he grinned and shut the door behind him. The sound of screams was awfully sweet to your ears, deciding to ruff it out and figure how those straps worked. The omega's seemed to start giggling, staring at you with a gleam in their eyes. You didn't like it.