Lab Baby

Once Upon A Dream

The president of South Korea is hardly heard about while in the cells. Every year when they elect a new one, they always continue the program and see it as an opportunity to create more weapons just in case of a world war.

Which still leaves Seonghwa confused as to why they're using an old holographic footage of the president at the time in office when the program first started. Why use an old footage, instead of getting the president to make a new one?

Dr. Warren flips the lights off and a holographic screen of the president, President Kim Wongju, comes up in front of them all at the front of the room. His image was a bit fuzzy, but to everyone in the room his old suit and tie were prominent as he spoke, "Welcome. You are the lucky few who have been chosen to serve your country. How are you serving you ask? To me, to Dr. Warren, and to everyone in this country you're providing protection."

"Yeah, by forcing us to have babies and give them up," an Omega beside Seonghwa mumbles under his breath as the president continued to speak.

It was all jumbled and mostly going into depth about how the program works and the history of TH-132. Seonghwa pretty much knew all of this already, and tuned it all out. That is until the president started talking about the babies being born into the program.

"... the program you all are about to enter into is the fertilization process. It begins with monitoring your ovulation cycle. We have been doing this for a while now, and here in the next two days, you all will be in heat. A perfect time for fertilization. While you're in heat, we take a syringe full of the genetically enhanced sperm, and insert it into your womb with a machine that resembles an Alpha's knot."

"Once you have been injected, you are under twenty-four supervision until the fertilization process is complete after two weeks. If you come back pregnant, you are then transferred to a new facility with the other pregnant Omegas. If not, we repeat the process."

"What did I tell you," the Omega again hides under his breath, "Pumping us full of babies like we're a bunch of dogs."

"Quiet," a scientist behind them snaps, causing both Omegas to instantly look away from one another back to the screen where it was showing a video of how the process is done.

"... and in exactly twenty-five weeks, you will be giving birth to the future of our country. The future that will take over the world one day. Once the fetus is born, is it then taken away to be cared for. You will never see it again."

Those words struck a chord in Seonghwa and he froze. Never see his own children again? Even if they're genetically modified, they're still his babies. This wasn't right.

The next hour was just the president talking more about the process, deeper about how it works, and again explaining why they were doing this. Seonghwa tuned everything out, he didn't want to know, and he didn't care to know. If he was going to just be used as a breeder, he didn't want to know what happens to his child.

They never want you to bond with your children like you're supposed to.

Once the video is over, Dr. Warren takes her place in the center of the room and looks over each of the Omegas. Her dark eyes take over every single one of them before humming, "Just as the president said, you will be taken to your temporary cells until your heat hits, and then you will be transported to the actual fertility lab. There, they will inject you with TH-132 and hold you until you fall pregnant. Once you are, you will then stay at the maternity ward where all of the other pregnant Omegas are until you give birth. Once you give birth, you will be taken back to the maternity ward to be picked once more a year after your first birth."

"And you will spend the rest of your lives there."

••••

"In you go," the guard gruffs as he opens the cell for Seonghwa. The Omega steps in quietly, looking around the small 10x10 room he was assigned. There was a bed, a lamp, and a dresser for his new clothes. That was it.

Seonghwa places his clothes on the neatly made bed, waiting until he hears the cell door close behind him before putting his things away. As the door shuts, he heard the guard mumble once more under his breath, "Mutt."

Seonghwa turns to look just in time as the cell door shuts, and locks on the outside. The room this time was a soft grey instead of a blinding white like his room back with Seoho. The sheets and bedding were one solid color of grey, the walls were grey, it's like every color was sucked out of the room.

He sighs, walking over to the birch wood dresser and placing his clothes in there one by one. They were neatly folded grey scrubs, kind of stretchy and easy to move around it. Much like maternity clothes, they were supposed to be comfortable.

Once he's put everything away, he sits on his bed and stares at the wall before him. It felt so wrong to be here, he wasn't used to the atmosphere. It smelt like bleach and other cleaning supplies, almost like the laboratories and nothing like his citrus smell or Seoho's grapefruit smell.

He sighs, standing and walking to the connected small bathroom. It was pretty much the same, black and white and grey bathroom tiles riddled the walls and floor, the shower was spotless porcelain white as well as the toilet. He turns on the sink to cold water, running some over his arms and face to calm his nerves.

He was supposed to change into the new scrubs, so without delaying much more time he grabs the new uniform he was supposed to wear and disposed of his old white scrubs. After dressing, he took a look at himself in the mirror. Taking notice of his cheeks and his eyes, he can tell he wasn't happy here.

The image of him having a large swollen belly suddenly plagued his mind, and he shakes his head. He didn't want to think about that right now.

In fact, he wished he didn't have to think about this place at all.

••••

I've been meaning to get this out forever ago and I'm so sorry it took so long!