Walking the Edge of a Blade

By Ahro
Rated: M
Pairing: UKUS
Warning: Sexual situations, language, omega!verse, knotting, possible future mpreg (if any it will be at the end; no children), racial (as in Omega Males and Alpha Females) discrimination, segregation. This story is not for the faint of heart, please read at your own discretion.

Omegaverse: Please see the fanlore article regarding omegaverse to help clue you in on what all this Alpha and Omega stuff is. :)

Betaed by the lovely: Hada

Prologue

September 1965

There has been a striking increase in the number of male Omegas and female Alphas being born. Medical researchers conclude that it is a mere gene mutation and numbers should return to normal once the cycle works through the population.

*BZZT*

February 1982

The Company has assured that sterilization of male Omegas and female Alphas is not harmful, but failure to seek sterilization could risk one's health and one's children. The Company is offering compensation for the treatment: Male Omegas and female Alphas will be given money towards adopting a child once the usual screening process is administered. More on this at eleven.

*BZZT*

July 2002

A rise in suicide rates has been found amongst male Omegas and female Alpha teens. Reports conclude that this outbreak is a major cause for concern due in part to the gene type being a common subject of bullying within schools. The Company urges young male Omegas and female Alphas to seek sterilization in order to live normally amongst their peers. Recent polls show that segregation is viable alternative.

*BZZT*

March 2014

The Company confirmed today that male Omegas and female Alphas have since been abolished throughout the population. The Sterilization has bred out the irregular gene and the return to normalcy is now at hand.

*BZZT*

December 2015, Present Day

"They're lyin', Matthew. How many times do I have to tell you. I'm livin' proof for fuck's sake!"

The engine roared louder as the Dodge Challenger pushed through the rain on their drive back to the city. The occasional strip of light as they passed under a streetlamp was the only thing to light up the cabin in the dark. Thanks to the intermittent light, the driver was easily clued in on his older brother's thoughts and the obvious look of disdain forced an annoyed sigh from him.

"Mattie." His voice came out cold and direct. Despite his feelings, it was a tone necessary while dealing with an Alpha. "I'm tired of tryin' to prove this to you." He gripped the leather steering wheel, "They're out there."

"Like who, Alfred?" his brother snapped. His gaze never straying from its even look at the rain as it pelted the windshield. Alfred tensed up some, an unconscious reaction to an intimidating Alpha.

"I have a list-"

"A list of offspring. None of which are male Omegas or female Alphas."

"There are others-"

"Where? Where, Alfred?"

Alfred felt his shoulders grow heavy; his desire to continue wilting before it even started. He already knew the outcome of their banter. The two twin brothers had been down this road of questioning many times before. It was something Alfred wished he had answers for but so far never did.

"Alright." He took a corner a little too sharply and they fish tailed, causing Matthew to shout a curse until Alfred corrected them. "But I'll find some, Matt," he growled out through clenched teeth. "I've been takin' my suppressant for more than ten years. I know it works and so do you. I
can help others, Matt. I'll prove The Company wrong."

There was a heavy sigh beside him as Alfred made to switch lanes, only catching another disapproving look from his brother in the process. Silence fell between them and Alfred was sure Matthew was looking for a change in subject. They were still a solid thirty minutes outside of their apartment in Atlanta and the only alternative would be blaring heavy metal to keep himself awake.

"So." Alfred breathed a sigh of relief when his brother found his voice again. "I heard you'll be sharing your office with a new researcher. Some big shot British guy?"

Alfred lolled his head back against the headrest and stared down the bridge of his nose at the road through his glasses. Just the thought of needing a partner to take care of some of his work load had depressed him. He had been one of the chief medical researchers for the CDC for a few years now. His work always turned up positive results and he never felt like he had slacked off at all. However, according to a certain French lab technician, Alfred had been showing signs of stress and fatigue. So, what does his boss do? Hire on some new help that was sure to lessen Alfred's load, and in turn, ease their worry of losing their most prized researcher at the CDC.

"Ugh, yeah, gunna be a pain in the ass. Like I need another shadow."

Matthew answered with an agreeing hum. "You know you're going to have to be extra careful."

"No, really?" Alfred responded with a defeated sigh. "I only have a multitude of additional research and specimens layin' around that have nothin' to do with my Flu work. Not to mention havin' to stay later just to work on my own research. Bastard's gunna be into everythin', I just know it."

He heard Matthew shift in his seat and suddenly felt the cold stare of violet eyes on himself. A shiver ran down his spine at being directly focused on when he couldn't take his eyes off the road to retaliate (not that he'd be able to stare down his Alpha brother).

"I'm not worried about him finding your research, Alfred."

The statement sat between them for a few minutes, growing in strength as it continued to hammer away at Alfred's control. The answer floated before him like a diseased cloud, one he was about to drive right through, and had no cure to restrain it. Tightening his grip on the leather wheel, he gave a simple incline of his head and finally broke the silence, already feeling that dense cloud entering his lungs as he took a breath to speak.

"No," he started and eased on the break as they came to a red light. "You're worried about him finding out I'm an Omega." The light turned green and their tires spun on the wet pavement as Alfred surged the Challenger forward. Matthew had turned away, looking back out at the rain as it swept by with their increasing speed. Matthew would protect Alfred, as he always had done; but to work so close to another Alpha, an unfamiliar one at that, for an extended period of time could bring about his brother's fall.

"He won't turn me in, Matt. They can't sterilize me. I'll fool this Alpha just like the rest of them."

Matthew sighed, "I hope so, Al."

"Why? You don't think I can?"

Matthew shook his head, "I've been around you, as an Alpha, for a long time. Your suppressant works but, after having been around you through many of your heats, it grows noticeable that your habits change. It's not something your drug can fix, Al. You've known that."

"I'll just have to be more attentive to what I'm doin', is all." Alfred finally pulled his eyes from the road to fixate them at his brother. He never turned to acknowledge Alfred, only continued to stare out the window, but Alfred knew his brother felt his drilling stare accompanied with the
sincerity in his voice. "Nothing... will change."

A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for checking out my new chapter fic, "Walking the Edge of a Blade"! :D I've been wanting to write an omegaverse fic some time now, but finding a plot that hadn't already been done was difficult. I've been RPing this amazing AU omegaverse, but putting that into fic form is a bit difficult. So, this idea suddenly came to me and I was happy enough with it to get started.

I hope you follow this fic and see where it leads. The subjects are very serious (even though it is an AU; they can be sorta cross-examined to issues in society today), so I ask that you take care in reading.

Let me know what you think on your way out! ^^

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