Please excuse bad grammar, I'm working on it.

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Everyone says that life is unfair. That no matter what you do, or who you are, something bad will always happen. So let me tell you a story. A story about a very rare Omega and a handsome prince Alpha.

Now, I know what you are think: this story is going to be so cliche. And maybe it is, but it's my story and I am the one telling it.

The story began in the small village of Shiganshina. Shiganshina is a village located in the southern region of the Kingdom of Maria. It is a place that doesn't hold much significance, so nothing really exciting happens.

However, it was that place where a rare moment happened. A male Omega was born. Male Omega's may be rare, however, they can be an utter disgrace to the family; and so the Omega's father left.

Sixteen years passed and the Omega grew into a strong-willed boy, near man. His mother treasured him with everything she had and said that he was a blessing.

He barely made friends because of his status, however, there were a few that didn't give a damn and wanted to protect him. His dearest friend, that is like a sister to him, had to live with him and his mother when he was ten. Her parents once went off into the wood, surrounding the village, but were attacked my bandits and killed.

His other friend lived nearby and would always come over and play. Even though the Omega's friendship circle wasn't big, it was full of the love any friend would give and more, and that was enough.

It was one morning in the middle of winter when a group of men on horses trotted through the village. Because nothing exciting happens in the village, every single villager were out of their home to see what the commotion was.

The man at the front of the troop was riding a beautiful black horse and was dresses in a green cloak with a symbol that looked like wings. He had a stern face, but somewhat gentle. His blonde hair was perfectly placed, with matching ears on the top, and had bushy eye-brows on top of blue eyes. The man pulled out a scroll from this bag and began to read it out.

"People of Shiganshina! I am the head guard for his Majesty, the King of Maria. The King had decided to hold a ball in one week. This ball is to allow his royal highness, the Prince, to choose a mate. He had requested that every Omega must attend the ball, unless they are already mated. The ball is to be held at the royal palace on this day next week. Alphas may also attend, but not Betas. It is to be a masquerade. Omegas must be between the ages of sixteen and twenty-five."

With that said, the troop of soldiers quickly galloped away, most likely to the next village.

The Omega's body froze and his sister noticed this and put her hands on his shoulders.

"Eren, listen to me, you're going to be alright," she said, but he could hardly hear her over his own heart. His breathing increase phenomenally and he felt light headed. "Eren, please," she called again, only so that half a second later, the Omega saw darkness.

. . . .

A gently hand was caressing Eren's forehead. He could feel the wetness of a cloth on his head. He moaned as he felt his head hurting so much.

"Ssshhhh, cub. Everything is going to fine," came a familiar gently voice. Eren smiled, his eyes still closed.

"Mum?" he moaned again, before feeling the hand on his cheek.

"I'm here, cub," she answered back. Eren's eyes slowly flickered open and he saw that he was in the cosy bed in his bedroom. He turned to his mother who was a kind Omega with beautiful brown ears and a long, silky tail. His smiled quickly disappeared when he remember the reason why he fainted in the first place.

"Please tell me that was all a dream," he almost pleaded. His mother's face was full of sadness and worry, he knew his answer.

"If you are referring to the ball next week, then I'm afraid you weren't," she muttered. Eren's breathing started to quicken up again, but his mother put both her hands on his cheeks. "Oh, cub, I'm sorry. Please calm down. You're going to be fine. You're over reacting. Just go to the ball and stand at the sides, don't bring any attention to yourself," she instructed. Eren gulped but nodded. He sat up in his bed and was passed a glass of water, which he gratefully drank.

"I could just not go," he began, "mask my smell, so that people won't know I'm an Omega." His mother sighed.

"Sadly that can't happen. Even if it could, your smell is differently from other Omegas because you are a boy, yours is stronger," she said. Eren cursed under his breath. "I would have Mikasa or Armin go with you, but only Alphas and Omegas are allowed to go."

"You could go with me, you're an Omega," he said. She sighed.

"As much as I don't like it, I'm already mated, even if my mate is gone, and I don't think I'm twenty-five anymore," Eren looked guilty at that, "don't look guilty, cub. If he couldn't stay for you, what would make him stay if I had a daughter?"

"I brought shame to this family, it's my fault he left," Eren muttered. His mother shook her head.

"No you didn't. Don't listen to what people tell you. I keep telling you this, but you always seem to forget. You. Didn't. Bring. Shame. You brought light into my dark world and you showed me that Omegas are something more than baby makers." Eren looked down at his hands on his lap.

"I'm a boy, so I don't need to go to the ball. The Prince is most likely straight and doesn't want a pesky brat," he almost laughed out, trying to hide his fear.

Eren had always feared Alphas. They used Omegas for one thing and then left. Betas could also get Omegas pregnant, but their children would never be Alphas. Eren was always told that he looked much more beautiful than female Omegas. His skin was smoother and his eyes gleamed like emeralds. He never wanted to find a mate, even if his heats killed him; which he hadn't experienced yet.

"I can bet you anything those guards are going to be back to make sure every Omega is at the ball. They've probably got one of those registers, and you are registered as an Omega." Eren felt like curling into a ball and disappearing. His mother rose from her stool by his bed and walked to the door, "I'll go and make some soup for you. Armin and Mikasa have been waiting for you to wake up," she said. She opened to door and Eren's best friends were standing in the door way with a worried look on their faces.

"Oh, Eren," Mikasa nearly cried as she rushed to his side, with her black tail trailing behind her, and sat on the bed, throwing her arms around him, "It's going to be okay, we'll help you get through this without being picked." Eren smiled softly at his sisters display of affection, she was always like that; wanting to help and protect him.

Armin was at the foot of the bed and smiled at his friend. Mikasa withdrew and sat on the stool his mum was on.

"Are you okay? You scared the living day light out of half the village when you passed out," Mikasa said. Eren felt a little guilty for that but nodded,

"I'm okay now. I just had a moment where I could breathe and it got to me," he said.

"As Mikasa said, Eren, we'll help you get through this," Armin said. Eren nodded and his mother came in with a bowl of soup. She placed in down on Eren's nightstand and turned to her son, pulling at his brown soft ears.

"Ow, what was that for?" he whined, rubbing his ears. His mother smiled and kissed them better.

"The soup is hot, don't drink it too fast," she said as she left the room. Eren pouted. She had always been like that even though Eren was sixteen, he would always be her cub. She poked her head into the room, "Oh and remember to brush your tail..."

"Mum!" She laughed and closed the door.

Eren pulled back the covers and turned to his soup. He loved his mother's soup because each time she made it, it always tasted different, so you could never guarantee the flavour. So far, after near one hundred soups, every soup tasted perfect.

Eren blew at the orange liquid, he had a thing for tomato soup, and tasted in slightly. It was better than the last. He finished the soup in a few minuted and his friends waited patiently for him to finish. He felt better.

"So what are we going to do?" Mikasa asked. Eren sighed.

"We can't do anything. I have to be the one to go. You two are Betas and aren't allowed to go," he replied. Mikasa huffed and lay back, she hated not being about to do something.

"Okay, so what are you going to do, Eren?" Armin asked. Eren looked at his lap.

"I have no choice but to go. Mum said that I should just stay at the side, don't attract attention," he said. Armin nodded.

"That sound good. That's probably best. The Prince will be dancing with the female Omegas in the middle of the room," he said. Eren looked up with a determined look on his face.

"Yes! I can get through this without anyone noticing me. It's a masquerade after all." His friends nodded.

Eren felt better and decide to get out of bed. He got changed and met his friends downstairs in the kitchen.

"Eren, are you sure you're okay to go outside?" his mother asked. Eren nodded.

"I'm fine, promise. I'll be back soon," he said before the three teens left the house. The village may be small, but it was cosy. Houses lines up along each other and Armin's house was only three doors down. They walked to the forest near their house, not going in too deep. Mikasa was never afraid of the forest even though it was the place her parents died.

Eren loved it, it was quiet and shady and a great place to sleep.

"Hey look, it the male whore," called a voice. The three turned around and saw a boy from the village, Jean was his name. The ends of his ears and tail were a shade of cream, like his hair. Eren glared, he should be used to this by now.

"Fuck off, Jean. Go play with Marco," Eren said, trying to his his anger. Jean smirked.

"Nah, I'd rather be around you. The whole village heard about you fainting after that royal command was read out. What? You really think the Prince would want a whore like you? I bet the Prince isn't even gay, you have to be gay. You want any fucker to come along and fuck you good," he said. Eren snapped and punched him in the face.

"Eren!" Mikasa and Armin called, but Eren wasn't listening. Jean was still laughing.

"Do you have a death threat, horse-face?" Eren asked. Jean glared and moved to punch, but Eren was too fast and dodged. He was faster than a lot Omegas. His flexibility came into good use and he was able to act fast. Jean was a Beta and was no match for Eren.

Eren tripped Jean up with his feet and Jean fell. Eren was about to kick Jean's stomach in, but he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and saw Mikasa. His rage disappeared and he back away from Jean.

Jean was laughing again and got to his feet, his nose bleeding. "You're pretty strong for an Omega, but that's all you've got. At least your mate with have a strong fuck." Jean was really pushing it, but he left. Eren felt like running, running away and staying away from people. No one would be able to smell his scent.

"Are you okay, Eren?" Armin asked after a while.

"...I'm fine," he said before turning on his heels and walking further into the woods.

"Eren, you shouldn't go any further," Mikasa called. Eren turned around half way.

"Then don't follow me!" he called back before disappearing. Armin and Mikasa decided to leave him be.

Eren was running, but it wasn't aimless running. He always went to a special place when times like this happened. He soon ran into a clearing and fell on the soft grass. The clearing wasn't big, but it was enough for it to be absolutely beautiful.

He turned around so that he was looking up at the sky. The sky was beginning to turn red, meaning that it would be dark soon. His mind drifted off for a bit, remembering what someone had once told him in this very spot ten years ago.

"So what if people think of you as different. Different is good. You are special, and one day someone will realise that; so much that you couldn't be happier."

That's what they told him. Eren couldn't remember what they looked like, whether they were female or male. He just remembered to quote because it kept him going.

"Eren!?" Mikasa's voice called. Eren rolled his eyes and got up from the soft grass, brushing himself off. "Eren!?" she called again.

"Stop shouting Mikasa, you're going to give me a headache," he called back, leaving the clearing a quickly as possible. He didn't want anyone to find out about that place. Not many villagers went out into the forest, and Eren wanted to keep it that way. Mikasa found him and they walked back to the village. Some people were asking if he was alright because they saw him faint.

Him and Mikasa walked back home, after saying goodbye to Armin. They entered the house and saw Eren's mother making dinner, she turned to them.

"Welcome home," she said. Eren smiled, but Mikasa had a straight face.

"Eren was being bullied by Jean again," Mikasa told. Yeah, Mikasa was a snitch, believing that if she told the truth, it would help Eren. Eren gritted his teeth. His mother pulled a sad smile and walked over to Eren and Mikasa.

"Now Mikasa, I know that you are trying to protect Eren by telling me, and I wish more than anything that all this would stop, but Eren is strong," he faced her son, "I'm not saying that everything people say goes to a brick wall, but Eren is sixteen and can take care of himself. May I ask one thing though? Did you beat Jean up?" she asked. Eren looked down and nodded, "good, he deserves getting his arse handed to him."

Eren smiled at how understanding his mother was. She was gentle and kind, but also strong and believed in justice. Mikasa nodded as she understood what Eren's mother told her.

They had dinner in silence, as no one wanted to talk about earlier or the ball. Eren went up to his room afterwards and lay on his bed. He hated being a Omega because people immediately classed him as a whore, he didn't want it. He stared at his ceiling, wondering what the week ahead would bring. He didn't have anything amazing to wear to the ball, which was a good thing. He just wondered what the Prince was like; probably like all the other Alphas: Arrogant, Sexist, Rude, Demanding and, of course, Dominant.

. . . .

The week brought more horrors that Eren could imagine. Basically, the whole village was trying to get Eren into bed with the Prince. They all thought of him as an Omega, and an Omega must look beautiful for their first ball. His mother was trying to stop it all, but they were very persistent. Very Persistent! Their neighbour took Eren out to the village's fine clothes shop. He wanted to stay low, and those clothes didn't define as low. He was the villages rare male Omega.

Eren felt sick of the idea of being sold off to a Prince, if felt like the ball would be a auction; the Prince would walk around and choose the Omega that looked the best to go to bed with, fuck her (hopefully not him), and produce royal brats that would, in twenty years time, go through the same process.

The other Omegas of the village kept glaring at him and sometimes pushed him, but they were weak and could never push him hard enough. It was like he had already been chosen and he could feel the jealousy of every other Omega that wanted to be with the Prince.

The day of the ball drew closer and Eren's heart clenched. "The sooner this is all over, the better," he kept telling himself, but something in his gut told him otherwise. He something laughed to himself about the whole fact that every other Omega was jumping at the chance to dance with the Prince, while Eren just wanted to go hide in a hole.

The night before the ball, after Mikasa went to bed, Eren's mother called out to him asking to talk. They sat down at the table.

"Are you okay, Eren?" she asked. Eren shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know. Maybe it's best to ask me that after the ball," he replied. His mother cleared her throat.

"I just want to say something, Eren. Now before I begin, I am not saying this because of the ball tomorrow, I just believe in needs to be said," she began, Eren nodded. "I have never regretted having you. Never. When I was pregnant, I was literally begging on my hands and knees for you to be a Beta or an Omega. Your father was an Alpha and he was stuck up and treated me like crap. Of course me being an Omega, I could do nothing.

"I just felt that if you were an Alpha and had the same impression of Omegas as your father did, I probably would have killed you, and I'm not joking. The moment you were born, I could feel something about you. You were a boy but you were so beautiful, and your eyes held so much mystery. I didn't give a shit that you were an Omega, it just made me think you were much more special." She finished and placed her hand on her son's cheek, "you are extraordinary and have so much will-power. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

Eren stared at his mother and smiled, "thanks mum, that means a lot. You do know that you, Mikasa and Armin are the ones that keep me going, right?" he questioned, though it was rhetorical. His mother smiled and nodded.

After that, Eren went to bed and thought out what his mother had just said. It left a tight feeling in his chest. He felt wanted. He closed his eyes, wishing for tomorrow to never come. He could always remember that when something was happening the next day, all sorts of thoughts go through his head and he would never get any sleep. That was one of those situation.

Eren tossed and turned, but couldn't find the right sleeping position. He was filled with the emotions of fear and nervousness. He wanted it to all be over.

Memories of when he was younger flooded into his head. He remembered how is mother would wrap her tail round him when he couldn't sleep. The warmth and softness of her tail was able to make him fall asleep in seconds, and she would always be there when he woke up.

He sometimes wished that he was a little boy again, and could run to his mother's room and fall asleep wrapped in her tail. He maybe older but everyone has something they want again from when they were younger.

He had to wrap his own tail round him, and even though his was nice and silky, it didn't have the same effect. Eren eventually fell asleep, after a few long hours.

. . . .

Eren woke up to a hand running through his hair. He opened one eye slowly and saw his mother, smiled down at him. He smiled back.

"Mum," he whispered, still half asleep.

"Come on, cub, it's time to get up. This is the day and tomorrow you will feel so much better," she said leaving the room. Eren sat up and stretched his arms, yawning. He slowly got out of the comfort of his bed and over to his desk where his hair brush was. His mother said that everyone should keep their tail and ears neat, Alpha, Beta and Omega.

He brushed it slowly, enjoying the sensation of his tail being brushed. It was rather bushy, like a very long wolf's tail, and he loved it.

After he finished, he went to get changed and then left the room to go down to breakfast. Food was already laid down on the table and Mikasa sat in her designated spot at the table, eating a piece of toast. Both females turned to him as he came down the stairs and smiled.

Eren sat down in his place opposite Mikasa and took a piece of toast, coating it in strawberry jam, before taking a huge bite out of it. Mikasa rolled her eyes but smiled, she was used to Eren being hungry in morning when something was happening during the day.

His mother came over to the table and sat down in her place at the head of the table.

"Right, I know that no one wants to talk about this but we need to. Today is the ball and everything is ready. We have agreed, after much painful bargaining with the other villagers, what you are to wear tonight. It's not too flashy and not to dull. It's just about right to slip in unnoticed," Eren's mother said. Eren nodded before swallowing his toast.

"What colour is it?" he asked. His mother smiled.

"Green, just like your eyes," she replied. Eren nodded and the rest of breakfast was in silence, until Mikasa spoke out.

"Does anyone actually know what the Prince looks like?" she asked. That was a very good point. No one saw him or knew his name. The only thing people knew about his was that he was actually the nephew of the King, because the King didn't bear any children, but his younger sister did; but she died.

Everyone shook their heads and decided not to go into too much thought about it. All Eren wanted to do was to go into the palace, unnoticed, and stand at the sides until everyone was asked to leave after the Prince picked out his mate. He inhaled deeply before leaving the kitchen and going back upstairs to his room.

He stared at himself for a good ten minutes in his full body mirror until he heard a knock at the door. His heart pounded as he opened the door to his mother, she had a sad smile on her face and reached out her hand.

"Come on, cub. Let's get you washed," she said. Eren smiled back and took the hand. Now I know what you are thinking: why is Eren's mum going to wash Eren when he is sixteen? The answer was simple, because Eren was an Omega, his body was different.

His still had his male parts and such, but his body was much more smooth and delicate, even though he was strong. His mother lead him downstairs and out the door. He followed her into the wood, where they walked for a good twenty minutes, until they got to a waterfall.

Eren always used to bath here. He took his clothes off and stepped into the cold water that was so familiar, he loved it. His mother was behind him, getting out her bathing liquids. She poured some on Eren's hair and rubbed it in, he hummed. His mother laughed.

"Don't get used to this, cub. I just don't want you going to a ball as a mess, wanting to impress or not," she said, but he could tell otherwise. Her hands rubbed his ear and also washed his tail, it was bringing back so many memories.

Eren then threw himself into the waterfall; it was a gentle type of fall, so it didn't hurt. He swam back to his mother and she dried off his hair and tail, also making sure to brush it. He loved it when she brushed him, she was so gently and it was soothing.

Afterwards, Eren dried his body off and got changed. They walked through the woods and back to the village, where, sadly, the villagers were waiting for him.

Eren sighed as people started to crowd around him, but stopped and one presented a fine piece of green clothing. Eren stared at it, it was too beautiful for him.

"Please, Eren, wear this to the ball. The whole village understands that you don't want to make an impression, but I have waited sixteen years to make something for you and this is the one time anything has popped up," said an old woman.

Eren knew her, she was a dear lady that worked at the clothes shop. Ever since he could remember, she had been begging to make something for him that would make him shine. To display both his elegance and strength of being a male Omega.

Eren smiled softly and took the clothing, "your work is too good for me," he said, "but I will wear it, thank you." The woman smiled and everyone backed away so that Eren could get into his house. He appreciated the villagers support. The older folk didn't care that he was an Omega and loved him dearly.

He went upstairs and put the clothing on. It fitted him perfectly. It displayed his curves but also his muscles. You could say it looked old fashioned, but also modern. It was perfect.

Eren brushed his ears and tail one more time before he left his room. His mother and Mikasa were outside waiting for him and nearly gasped when they saw him, but smiled.

"You looked so handsome, Eren," Mikasa said. Eren blushed and his ears moved down.

"Don't do that, you'll ruin them," his mother said. Eren nodded and began to dread about the time, and his mother could tell. "It's time, cub."

Eren clenched his hands and felt like crying; to hell with this fucking ball, to hell with the Prince. He nodded and went down stairs and outside.

The villagers saw him and gasped. The old lady, who made the clothes for him, was crying out of joy.

At that moment, lights started to shine from the forest. Men on horses, followed by carriages, was coming their way. Eren was shaking like mad, but he stopped when he was his mother in front of him, holding a mask to his face.

"Don't be scared, cub. Just keep this on and stay hidden," she said. Eren nodded and watched as the men and the carriages stopped. It was a different man from last time, this one had black hair with a point and darker skin.

"All Omegas must enter the carriages. The guards will be searching every house to make sure that no other Omegas get left behind," he shouted. It made Eren sick.

He got in line for the second carriage, but was stopped as soon as he was about to get on.

"Hey Eld, check it out. It's a male Omega," the man said. The man, so called Eld, came over and stared at Eren.

"Jeez, you're not shitting me. I thought they were a myth. He's beautiful," Eld said. Eren glared and just walked past them, getting into the carriage. He hated how people treated him.

Apparently no one decided to make a run for it. All the females were jumping at the chance to meet the Prince and nearly all of them were glaring at him through the whole journey.

"You better stay away from the Prince, Eren. He's ours and he would never want someone like you," said the girl next to him. She was dressed in the most sluttiest outfit ever and it was clear she was desperate. Eren nearly laughed.

"He's all yours, Helen. I don't want to be here. I don't want the Prince, so could you lay off already?" I asked. The females drew back a bit, but still kept their eye on him.

The rest of the journey was silent. The palace was about a hours drive by carriage. He could tell they were there when all the females started to stare out the window in sheer amazement. Eren didn't care.

The carriage eventually came to a hult and the door swung open, everyone eagerly trying to get out, except one. Once Eren was the last in the carriage, the guard, Eld, began to call him.

"Oi, rare guy, get out. You're an Omega too," he said. It made Eren want to snap his neck. Eren remain calm and readjusted his mask one more time before stepping out of the carriage and looking in sheer amazement, just like the others, at the palace.

Greetings Attack on Titan fans. I am The Black Cat of Misfortune TI and I am bringing a new story to the Omegaverse world for you people. I have never written any thing with Alphas and Omegas in so please bear with me. If you guys have any question, please ask in the comment and tell me what you think of the first chapter. This story will actually have a plot in, so it's not a mindless fuck. I love review and I will also share the people who review on the next chapter. Also remember to favourite and follow, because this isn't a story you want to miss. Oh, and I have decided (and I will try to stick to it) that I will update every Friday. It just allows me to right ahead of the story so I feel calmer about leaving you guys hanging when I don't feel like writing.

Well, see you next Friday.