I was in the mood for some Wolf like stories... and none were around ,so I wrote

one. Expect errors, I haven't written in like.. oh I don't know.. .10 years or

something. But if someone wants to be my beta reader I do have other chapters.

Title: Alpha 1/?

Author: Sony_Mouse (I was an author... once... sorta :P

Pairings: 1+2 First chapter is young pups, but they grow up soon :)

Warnings: AU, Wolf/Human Hybrid thing going on... Spelling/grammar... oi vey...

need Beta

Archive: .com

Disclaimer: Not mine, not yours

Heero had to strain to hold himself back from fidgeting. He was scared his Mother might change her mind at the last minute. The only sign that gave away his excitement was the tweaking of his black furry wolf ears, and the subtle scratching of his claws.

The Clan Warriors had returned from battle after a great victory over an enemy clan and for once Heero was being permitted to view their return along with the rest of the clan. Normally he was kept slightly separate from all the others, but not today, and certainly not tonight at the great feast.

Heero impatiently bit his lip with his canine, holding back the childlike whimper of impatience that threatened to escape.

Why wasn't his Mother hurrying up? He could hear the cheering clansmen outside and knew that the warrior party had already entered the village and dispersed among their mates and pups.

Of course, just when he thought he could no longer bear the wait, his Mother finally appeared before him with slow meaningful steps, as if time worked around her, and not the other way around. Maybe it did, Heero thought to himself, she was as imposing a wolf as any he knew. The Clan Leader by birthright AND by defeating all those that would challenge her, even his own Father.

As Clan Leader, his Mother would never lower herself to a simple battle or to take part in the hunt like a common clansman, but Heero's father had been the Warrior Captain and had led his clan to victory once again.

"Heero!" His mother's sharp commanding tone snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Yes Mother!" was Heero's obedient reply.

"Walk now behind me, we shall greet the returning clansmen." She looked down at her only son with slight disapproval and then added with the tone of a wise mentor. "Remember now, you are no mere pack pup; you are the future Alpha Male of this clan. Hold yourself with dignity and respect at ALL times, there is never need for any exuberant displays of emotion. That is for young pups and Omegas."

She then looked pointedly at his fidgeting hands.

He immediately snapped them to his side. "Yes Mother!" He said, this time with more force. Heero then bowed his head in respect as he assumed his position behind the matriarch.

The walk towards the main village square was agonizingly long for Heero's young excited mind. Out of the corner of his eye he viewed his fellow clansmen in jubilant displays as they ran between the warriors and surveyed all the wealth that had been procured.

Heero naturally looked for the large figure of his father. When he found him, he looked every bit the perfect Alpha one would expect. Well-muscled, fine thick fur covering his lower half, and an air of authority only true dominance could bring. But of course he was busy attending to the affairs of the raid. After any battle, there were many things that needed to be tended to right away. Weapons needed to be cleaned and put away, stores returned, and so on.

He tried to wave to his father, and heard his mother snap, "Heero, now is not the time. You'll see your father when he's done with his work".

"Yes, Mother". The all too familiar words passed Heero's lips.

But his look of barely contained excitement turning into that of disappointment must have been too much for even an Alpha Bitch to watch, and a rare moment of motherly concern took over

"Heero… why not go and help the other pups prepare for the feast. They will need someone to direct them in their… misguided efforts, and to keep them out of trouble. We would not want them to get in the way now would we Heero?"

Immediately Heero's ears perked up and his eyes glowed with happiness. It took all of his training to keep a somewhat noble bearing. "YES Mother… You are right of course, we would not want the pups to get in harms way." His mother couldn't help a wry smile at the thought of her own little pup acting like such the adult wolf.

With his mother's blessing, Heero calmly turned aside and started walking towards the other clan pups that were of course in a gaggle near the newly acquired trophies of war. His calm walk soon turned into a quicker pace as he thought of getting to play with the other pups. Normally he was only allowed near them for sparring practice.

As he neared the group he noticed a new face among the old familiar ones. There, sulking next to some newly acquired fine leather blankets was one of the scrawniest young pups Heero had ever seen. The other pups hadn't been interested in the loot at all, it was this young whelp that had attracted their attention.

While it was not uncommon, and even unexpected for the vanquishing clan to claim the women and children of the defeated as their own, Heero had just never seen such a case were only ONE such wolfling was brought back.

The young pup in question was absolutely filthy and his fur matted throughout. He had the typical long hair of all clansmen, save the Alphas, but he was clearly near starvation. His ribs were well defined, and his young arms and legs lacked any sort of muscle. His brown ears laid flat on his head, whether from fear or annoyance Heero wasn't sure. And he appeared to be trying his best to pretend that the large group of pups might magically go away.

Lex, a potential Beta pup, pushed the newcomer sharply, trying perhaps trying to push him over, but he quickly jumping away as an unexpected clawed hand lashed back. The strange pup snarled fiercely at Lex and leveled angry, dark purple eyes at all those around him.

There was something in the defiant nature of the newcomer that appealed to Heero, in the proud way he stood despite being outnumbered, starving, and clearly weaker than the well cared for pups around him.

Without knowing why, Heero wanted desperately to impress the new boy, maybe show off his status a bit. Something Heero had never really done before. Maybe he could make his Mother proud of him while he tamed the new clansmen.

Clapping his hands together, Heero puffed up his young chest and acted as authoritative as he could.

"Alright then, what's going on here?" He even went so far as to raise his chin and look around the crowd as if to demand an answer. Toby was the first pup to respond, always eager to get a leg up with the future clan leader.

"Oh Heero, it's a new clansmen, captured from battle. Da' says he doesn't have a rank yet, and we'll all get to help determine where he'll stand in the pack. We were just getting a head start and letting him know who the dominants are." Toby smirked and looked proud at his proclamation.

Heero eyes betrayed uncertainty, the thought of Toby being dominant over anyone but an Omega was laughable. Every pup hoped to one day grow up to be Betas, the leaders of the separate skill classes, second only to the Alphas in the clan. But most only grew up to be average warriors and hunters at best, or at worst, an Omega. But as Toby said, those were picked out as young whelps, never at this age.

The dirty pup peered over at Heero through the crowd and appraised him for the first time. He gave a distrustful sneer and dismissed him as nothing with a jerk of his head as he looked the other way.

Irked and eager to demand the new pups attention, Heero held his clawed hand to his chin, and appeared to be thinking very hard indeed. Heero tried to convey the impression that he was about to make an important "Alpha-like" decision. "I suppose he might make an average clansman one day... but he does look a bit scrawny at the moment, he's probably already an Omega". While in his mind Heero supposed he was looking to be quite the dominant wolf, nothing he could have said could have enraged the pup more.

"OMEGA!" the newcomer spat out through snarling lips, "I'm an ALPHA you pretentious, pampered pup!"

Heero's eyes grew as wide as the large gasp heard around the circle of young boys. No one had EVER dared to speak him that way, it simply wasn't done.

Cary, one of the older boys in the bunch took a menacing step forward. "The only Alpha we see right now is Heero, and you better submit to him before we make you. You're new to this clan, but we've seen bitch pups with more meat on them than you, right Heero?"

All eyes turned to the future clan leader looking for his approval and the word to set this young upstart straight… any word that he chose to give at all.

Heero looked nervously between the pups he was supposed to be keeping out of trouble, and the one he was doing a very bad job of trying to impress his dominance on.

Heero tried to think of something to say to calm down the situation, but the new pup shot out a reply directed to him.

"Right Heero', he mocked with disgust, "Come on Heero, what are you waiting for, your momma to come tell you what to do? You're nothing but whelp who's thinks he's a wolf, you'll be lucky if you even grow up to be someone's BITCH!"

"Well at least I don't like one!" Heero snapped back before he could help it. But before he could think of what he'd just said, Heero felt himself being tackled to the ground so hard it knocked the wind out of him. The newcomer was going at him like a crazed animal, and all Heero could do was protect his face while his clansmen tried desperately to pull the pup off.

"ENOUGH!" A loud familiar voice yelled before the weight of the new pup was quickly ripped off of him. Heero saw to his dismay his very own father looking at him in disapproval as he held a very scared looking young pup.

"Heero stand up this instance and show some pride!" His father's authoritative voice commanded. The rest of the boys bowed down obediently to his father's imposing, huge figure, while the new boy dangled by his arm trying not to move at all. As much spark as he'd shown before, no young pup would be stupid enough to challenge an adult Alpha, much less one of this stature.

"Well?" his father's annoyed voice ground out, "What is the meaning of this?"

None of the other pups dared speak; they all knew only Heero was being addressed. As the future clan leader he was expected to speak on their behalf, and to take responsibility for their actions.

"Mother told me to watch after the pups before the great feast, and to… keep them out of trouble…" Heero barely managed to reply under his father's awful, intense gaze.

"And a fine job you were doing of it too, Heero" His father remarked in a dark tone.

If Heero could feel any worse, his father's words had managed just that. But still he tried to justify what has just transpired.

"The new pup, he claimed he was the Alpha, and he attacked me, but not in a fair fight at all, he took me by surprise." Heero wined.

But if possible, his father looked even more annoyed at his declaration.

"You are my son Heero, there is no such thing as being taken by surprise. Obviously my being away has caused you to fall back on some of your training. Which we WILL be remedying after today!"

"Yes Father." Heero unhappily, but obediently replied.

"And is this how you treat a new member of our clan, by allowing the other pups to antagonize him until he feels corned and must lash out? Of all the things I thought I'd see when I returned, this was not one of them Heero."

"Yes... Father…" Heero's voice was every quieter this time.

"And YOU Duo!" The young pup named Duo visibly flinched, and pulled back slightly from the strong hand holding him in the air. "You think you're an Alpha when we find you starving outside the edges of your own forsaken clan. We have a name for those who are the last to eat, and it's not what you claim to be."

To Heero's surprise, instead of retracting further, Duo shot a defiant look at Heero's Father. "I'm NOT an Omega, I'm an Alpha!" He then jerked his arm out the strong grip and fell rather inelegantly backwards onto his rear end.

Heero's father may have been an Alpha himself, but he was not about to take the challenge of a mere pup seriously. Still a physical reprimand was in order, and when non came, Heero had to hold his breath, unsure of what was about to transpire. He saw instead his Father move strong sure fingers to Duo's chin and force his gaze straight into that of his own, something Heero would never dared do himself.

"Young pup, listen here, and listen well. You have no rank to speak of… for the moment that is, and if you wish to claim yourself above an Omega, I'll even allow that perhaps your clan did not know how to properly treat pups, even letting the Omegas eat first. I'll even allow for your lack of care for your current state of weakness"

"But if you wish to be Alpha in this pack, in 'MY' pack you'll have to grow very strong indeed, stronger even than me. Because my son WILL succeed me, and he will be just as great as I stand here before you today. Aim high if you'd like, try for Beta if you dare, but I assure you, nothing will be handed to you without proof of your strength."

With that dire warning he let go of Duo's slightly bruised chin and turned to walk away.

It would have been impossible for his father's words not to affect Heero. He'd never heard such praise from his brave and strong father. Heero's chest puffed out slightly and he practically glowed, as he started to smirk triumphantly.

At least, that was until he looked over at the young pup he'd been trying so

hard to impress before. Now all he could see were the dark purple orbs that were

staring hard at him. Orbs that were filled to the absolute brim with nothing but

complete … and utter… hate.