…The Iron King…

Author's note/Warning: This is a Yaoi story as in male x male. The pairing is Steve Rogers X Tony Stark. If it offends you, you might want to turn back now. For those that don't mind that, I hope you enjoy the story. All reviews are appreciated.

P.S: This is an Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamic story, it's also a Medieval story with Viking Tony ^o^ that was the soft warning, the real warning is! This story contains, a little bit of language barrier, mention of forced marriage, mention of rape, forced pregnancy, force feminization, domestic abuse and mention of it, implied child neglect and abuse, killing, characters' death, and mention of slavery, with a dark Tony.

Disclaimer: I will only say this once. I don't own anything and make no profit off this story.

Chapter 1

The last time he heard his laughter, was decades ago…

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The sound of laughter followed him as he runs in the forest near his village, breath coming out in gasps as he tried to stay quiet and stop his giggles as he heard footsteps following him from behind making his blood pump faster in his body as he tried to hide. Seeing his chance the small blond made, made a sharp turn hoping to lose his companion, his move gained him a squeak of surprise and an enrage shout, making the blond let out a happy laugh as he pushed himself faster and faster, hoping that he will win their chase after all nothing can bring him joy more than beating his friend in their games. Reaching the small cliff that overlooked his village, the boy's grin widens even more… he was going to win!

Before reaching the cliff he was pulled from his tunic, which made him squeak, as much as he hated to admit that, and he turned around trying to lose the other boy's grip, but the two of them lost their footing and started rolling around the grass, both of them giving all they got to win their mock fight. "You cheated!" The blond boy said with laughter after he was pinned to the ground by his companion.

"I did not; you must have hit your head!" The other boy said, making the blond puff his cheeks and glared at the boy on top of him, said boy had a dark hair colored like chocolate, so very different from his light hair that set him apart, his eyes were also dark, but were colored like brown trees' bark, while his were colored like the sky, the older boy (He was older than him by only a year) have a tan skin mainly from working with his father who was the town's only blacksmith, and not like the other boy's pale skin from staying home all of the time.

"You cheated Volundrsson, I reached the cliff but you dared to pull me away from the winning line, a cheap move." The ten years old blond said with a grin, showing his friend that no, he wasn't angry with him for what he did, that made the boy on top of him relax a little and send the blond a shy smile.

"You know my name is not Volundrsson." The boy said as he moved himself from the blond, taking the place beside him, looking at the blond who sat and start shaking himself, hoping to get as much dust and dirt off of him before going to his house and have his mother scream at him for dirtying his clothes.

The blond looked at his friend when he said that while giving him a smile, of course, he knows that this wasn't his friend's real name, but nearly everyone in their village 'Brookland' called the brown-haired Alpha by that name, considering that he was the next blacksmith. "I know that." The blond said as he got himself comfortable and start looking at his village, smiling happily as he saw the villagers go around their day. "But I am saving the name to be called in an important time." The blond said giving the other boy a nod as to confirm his words which made the other boy smile, only for his smile to fall when his eyes returned to the village.

"So you are leaving the village." The older boy stated in a small voice which made the younger boy shuffle in his place before nodding his head at that. "Mother told me that you and your dam are going to live somewhere else, why?" The boy asked as he turns his gaze to the blond, pleading with him to say that the rumors were all for naught.

"Mother said that we are to go and live with my grandfather, a healer that lives far in the northern mountains, she says he will take me as his apprentice and will teach me the ways of healing." The smaller boy said which made the older boy frown at that, a scowl taking over his face.

"Your mother is a midwife! She can teach you the ways of healing!" The boy pleas as he took his friend's hands in his making the light-haired boy look at his friend, lips wobbling a little when he saw the desperate look on his friend's face. "Stay here! I assure you, your life is here, not in the northern mountains!" The dark-haired boy said which only got him a sad smile.

"I cannot stay, even if I wanted to." He said looking at his friend's sad eyes, as they glassed over with unshed tears 'Alphas Never Cries.' That was the mantra that people tell when they see an Alpha throwing a tantrum or shed a tear, which the blond boy thought it was a wrong notion but couldn't say it out loud unless he wanted an ear tug from his dam. "Though mark my words, I will be back when I reach my twentieth spring, can you wait for me until then?" The younger boy asked which got him a sniff from the boy beside him.

"I made this for you, so you will always remember me when you are away." The boy said as he pulled something from his small bag he always carried with him to gather what catches his fancy in the forest. The blond had to stop his gasps of awe at what he saw in his friend's hand was a beautiful oval pendant, nearly taking over half of his friend's hand, it was a made from a beautiful sparkling bluestone, the stone was decorated with Yggdrasil's tree made of silver.

"Beautiful! Did you make this?" The blond boy asked as he took the pendant from his friend, gently running his hand through the branches that were made of silver, he raised his head to see that his friend's tan face was flushed red as he looked down.

"I made it on my own… my first creation." The boy said flushing harder when the blonde's smile widen, even more, knowing how important it was for the Alpha to create his first masterpiece. "I made two of them." The Alpha showed the smaller boy the other pendant which made him hum as he looked between the two of them marveling how beautiful both of the pendants were. "They are a vow… a vow that if you returned… we will be together forever…" That made the younger boy's face feel a little bit warm, he had never thought that his friend wanted to be with him like how his dam wanted to be with his sire, and the blond can see his friend's intention from his face that turn red.

"It is a vow then." He smiled which made the boy beside him flush and he stands followed by his friend who couldn't stop smiling. "Let us return home, I do not want to be at the end of another lecture of how a proper Omega should never be alone with an Alpha no matter what their ages were." He rolled his eyes which only made his friend give a hearty laugh at that, sending him a challenging look which made the smaller boy grin happily when the older one of the two start running toward the village, and just like that…

The chase was on…

Opening his eyes after such pleasant dreams always left him drained and hollow on the inside, more so after a Hiti or as the Southern calls it 'Heat', not something new to him, after all, it had been like this ever since he was taken from his land by the king of Hydra, he did not know how long he had been here, but he was sure it was more than a decade. He let out a tired sigh as he pushed his cover and sat on the bed, looking around the room with distaste showing clearly on his face, if it was up to him, he would have burned the whole castle to the ground and everyone with it, but as it stands, a lot of good people here were taken from their home and were forced to work under the tyrant that called himself a king.

Standing up, he let out another sigh as he went toward the mirror in the far side of his room and sat on the chair facing it, taking a brush from the table and start brushing his long blond hair, absent-minded as he repeated the motion up and down, untangling his hair, he wanted to cut his hair short, just to spit on the king who always praises him for his beautiful hair, but he cannot do it, he cannot cut the last tie that ties him with his people, wherever they are now.

"You are awake my queen." He turned his head when he heard the familiar voice talk, a small smile taking over his face as he saw who the speaker was, the young adult who called him was bowing for him, but he can see the small relieved smile on her face, and the happiness of seeing him shining in her eyes.

"Margaret." He nodded to the brown-haired woman, acknowledging her, which made the woman smile happily and walk to him taking the brush from his hand, and run it gently on his hair, humming under her breath. "How is James?" His heart flutter at that name, a happy smile taking over his face, mirrored by his companion, as she stopped her brushing and starts braiding his hair like how he loved doing, instead of the normal fashion of holding it high in a bun.

"He is alright, my queen. I just came from his room; the little prince was as fussy as ever about taking a bath." Margaret's words made a quiet laugh leave him, as he stood up after the Beta was finished with his hair, he then went to the tub in his room hiding by a screen, letting out a sigh of content as he disrobed himself and lowered himself in the warm water.

"You know, you could call me by my name if you want, no one is around, Margaret, or do you prefer Peggy, I heard Angela loved calling you by that name." he hummed with an amused look on his face, causing the Beta to flush and turn her face away from him, as she helped him wash his back.

"Angela just loves to annoy me something about her being my sister if I married her brother, which is something that is never to happen, beside whatever name you want to call me with I will answer." That made a soft smile appear on his lips, only for it to vanish at the woman's next words. "You hate being called by that name, my queen, considering that it is not your real name." Taking a deep breath, he hummed a little start washing his chest and abdomen, it was true, that name… the name the Hydra king forced on him was not his… only a hope of a foolish king that if he gave the blond a Christian name, it meant that the blond Omega was one of his people that followed his church and worshipped his God, ignoring the fact that the blond was once from the people he loved to call barbaric who worshipped more than one God, it has been years since he was called by his real name, a decade since he was forced into this unwelcomed life, but as Margaret said, a name is a name, and he will answer to any if it meant his people will be saved.

"It is still a better name, then being called by my queen, like this is the only thing I will ever be." He huffed at that as he stood up; taking the towel from Margaret's hands and dried his body, face twisting in disgust as he saw Margaret get him a rosey dress out of the wardrobes in his room. Hydra king loved to call his people barbaric, but he never realizes how barbaric his people truly were, forcing Omegas from all kind to be nothing but pets, dressing up only in dresses and acting only in one way, never raising their heads, and accepting Alphas' wondering hands without a word or a pip of refusal, his people respected Omegas as bringers of life, they never forced them to act all feminine, only to act as themselves… it made him wonder if the Hydra king wants his death to be sooner than later.

"I know you hate it, Steven, but you have to." Margaret said his name in a whisper as if she was afraid that someone will listen to them, and Steven would not put it past the Hydra kind to do it, afraid that his prized possession will lead a revolution against him, which Steven hoped will happen sooner than later.

"Fine, but bring me the blue one, I will never wear that rosey color even on my death's bed." Steven said which made Margaret smile at that and went to the wardrobes to exchange the dress and bring the blue one to Steven which made the Omega curse as Margaret had to help him with the dress, seven years, and Steven still never used to this kind of torture, he really missed the days when he will wear tunics and pants, who need all these, under-gown, and girdles, and having to stay still for thirty to sixty minutes to get dress, wasting the daylight when he could have worn simple pants and tunic.

"We are finished." Margaret said after taking a deep breath, to help calming herself down, and to stop her laughter at the queen's dark look while he was wearing the dress. The queen by no mean was a small Omega like the rest of the Omegas in the palace, unlike any Omega out there, the queen has the figure of a warrior, a look that stayed with him even after years, a look that made the king rage, especially when the queen was taller and muscular than the king himself, it always ended up with the king raging and raising his hand at the queen, but the queen was a warrior, if the king hit, he will hit back, never standstill… that was until the younger prince was brought up.

"Where is my pendant?" Steven asked as he turned to Margaret, the woman looked around the place, and when she saw that no one was watching, she raised her dress a little and unclasp the pendant from the hidden place near her right leg, where she put it, raising it to the queen, who smiled gently as he took the pendant, running his fingers over the branches of Yggdrasil, it broke his heart that he was forced to abandon his true origin, that he was forced to see everything related to his old life burn to ashes, he was grateful, so grateful, to Loki, the God of tricks, who gave him the ultimate trick and illusion to be able to hide this pendant, from the king's eyes for more than a decade… these days, Steven found himself praying to Loki and Frigga more than he ever prayed for the AllFather and Thor… he was almost convinced that any other God than those two do not exist.

Whispering his thanks, he wore the pendant on his neck, smiling at it sadly before hiding it under his dress, the only reason he ever chooses the blue dress was that, it has a high collar that will hide his pendant from unwanted gazes, he looked at Margaret with a small smile and nodded his head as he headed to the door.

Another day in hell…

"Mama!" The small boy gasps happily and run to his mother who opened the door to his room, it has been a week since he saw his mother, long and boring seven days, he was stuck in his room today, his mentors left him books and ordered him to read and try to understand as much as he can from it, which he thought was stupid, and often than not he will ignore them and wait for his dam, who then will help and teach him important stuff, like using a sword or how to make winning strategies, or how to help the people who will be under his rule one day, not stupid history that only praise the king and the royal family, two-hundred pages, of how king Johann made his kingdom by killing the old king, then another five-hundred page, praising his cruelty as he killed people and conquer other countries, and turned people from the lower class into slaves, and them another three-hundred pages about Hydra's kingdom customs. James hated his father's kind of teaching because it only taught him how to be cruel, and how cruel and monstrous his father was, how he gained the name Red Skull, a name that will be his in the end, it was not like his mother who will teach him important things that James liked to know about.

"Hello love, how are you today?" Steven hummed as he lowered himself and bought James in his embrace, which made the small Alpha purr happily and snuggles into his mother's breast, taking in his mother calming scent, making him hum and let out a sleepy yawn, which made the Omega chuckle at the six-year and pushed him a little bit tidying his hair and caressing his cheek.

"Bored, Mama, the mentors the king appointed gave me a thousand books to read!" James tried to say his words like a grown-up adult as best as he can, something that always made Steven's heart shrivel in his chest, mainly because his child was forced to act like an adult before his time, not allowed to play and enjoy his life, imprisoned in his house, not allowed to go outside until he was sent for war… Steven's eyes traced the scar on his son's eyebrow, a scar he gains when he was only four years old, going up and down the stairs to try and amuse himself, having endless energy and not allowed to play… the slap that Johann gave his baby when he found him still echo in Steven's mind every time he closed his eyes, his child never dared to try and play after that, only spent his days with the mentors the king brought.

"Oh, show them to me." Steven said as he stood up, following his son when the young Alpha pulled him toward the desk full of books and papers. Steven's face darken, as his eyes fell on the book his son pointed at and he pulled him as far away from that book, he will not make his son read this monstrosity, he refused for his son to learn about Hydra's retched history. "Good thing I am here now, darling come, I will teach you about something very important today." Steven said as he pulled his child toward the small rounded table, surrounded by two chairs.

"What is it, Mama?" James asked as he saw his dam taking a few sheets of paper, a feather, and some ink, when he reached his mother, he was pulled into his lap, making the child hum and snuggle into his mother, watching as his mother start drawing a huge tree. "What is that?" James asked with awe in his voice, his mother was always amazing when he draws, James made sure to always hide his dam's drawing that his mother draws for him when he felt down.

"This is Yggdrasil." Steven said after he added the final touch to the drawing, smiling happily when his son missed up saying the Yggdrasil's name a few times, a pout taking over his face when he failed for the fifth time. "No love, it is called Yggdrasil, Y-gg-dra-sil." Steven said the word slowly, chuckling when his son grin happily when he was able to say the word. "Yggdrasil, the tree of life, its branches stretch out over all of the nine worlds." Steven said as he draws a small nine oval shapes waving themselves in the branches. "This is Niflheim, the world of mist." Steven said as he pointed on one of the ovals. "Muspelheim, land of lava. Asgard, home of the Gods and Goddess, their supreme ruler 'Odin' lives there. Midgard, our home the mortal realm. Jotunheim, the home of the giants. Vanaheim, the land of sorcery and magic, and Odin's wife and the queen Frigga is from that realm. Alfheim, the land of the light elves. Svartalfheim, the home of the dwarves. And Helheim, the land of the dead." Steven explains to his son, smiling when his child 'Oh' and 'Ah' as he gazes at the drawing with wide eyes.

The spent a few more minutes, with Steven telling his child more about the tree of life and the realms surrounding it, but it was put on hold when they heard the door to James's room being slammed open, making both the mother and son jump, Steven though, was able to hide the sheet of paper under a book he saw before standing and looking at the person behind him tensing when he saw Johann looking at them with a scowl on his face. Steven stood still as a rock while putting his son behind him, not taking his eyes off of Johann who walked toward the pair, frowning when he reached Steven, whose face was emotionless. "You bathed." Johann spat his words pointing to the lack of his scent on the Omega.

"I always bath when a foul scent rub on me." Steven said as he looked forward, eyes not looking at Johann's face that became red with anger. Steven raised his hand to touch his throubing cheek, the sound of the slap made James whine and clutch his mother's dress, hiding his face in his mother's skirt when Johann looked at him. Whatever foul words Johann wanted to say, he was cut by the screams and shouts coming from the outside, the cries became louder making Steven tense when he understood the words, which were screamed in terror…

The kingdom was under attack…

Steven had always known about his people way of life before he was taken away from them. They went by many names, but the one that struck fear in people's hearts had been just one: Vikings. Powerful men and women, from Alphas to Omegas, with no discrimination about dynamic or gender. They who worshiped their Gods who were very different from the Christian one he was forced to learning about, and who seemed to really dislike the rival religion, and he won't fault them for that, for the Christians had killed his parents and took him a hostage forcing him into a marriage bending his life forever in the name of their God. He lost the count of how many times he overheard Johann and his advisors discussing the attacks to monasteries or Christian communities in distant kingdoms, or how the Scandinavian pirates seemed to be causing a ruckus at the seas. Was pretty sure that one of Johann's ships had been attacked by Vikings once, and he remembers that Johann had a particularly nasty mood during those days, he remembered the day for it was after his children were born and Johann's decision to kill one of them as revenge on him. Other than that, there was no Vikings that had been seen around Hydra kingdom, seeing that Johann's people were strategically far away from the North where they live.

Johann's forces didn't last two hours against the burly warriors wearing body armor and animal pelts, and their swords were no match for the heavy weapons the invaders swung with their terrifying strength. In less than a day, the Hydra Kingdom had fallen to its knees before the Viking, and now gathered in the throne room and fearing for their lives, the royal family and countless other royal servants along with what was left of their royal guard, awaited the final judgment by the hands of their conquerors, as much as it gave Steven a twisted pleasure that Hydra kingdom was brought to its knees, he knows that he nor his son or any of his friends are going to survive, it doesn't matter that Steven was one of the Vikings a decade ago, he will either be considered a traitor or a prize, and Steven doesn't really care because he knows that he will be either raped or killed by the end of the night, the only thing that Steven cares about is his son, and how to save him at all causes.

Steven felt his son's hitched breath as he hid his face in Steven's breast trying to stiffen his whimpers of fear. "It will be alright, love, you will see, Mama is going to protect you." Steven whispered to his son while keeping his trembling body close. "I am sure these fine men can be reasoned with. We will be alright." James choked out a sob, hiding his face further Steven's breast, the Omega took a deep breath looking at the warriors around him, wondering if he can plea with them to save his son, maybe he can give his son to Margaret who was kneeling beside him, he was sure he will be able to distract the Vikings long enough for the Beta to run with his child.

"Who is your leader?!" Johann's roars left unanswered, as all the Vikings looked at the king with a thirst for blood, and the things that Steven heard, made him raise his head in alarm. "Bring him here at this moment!" Steven released a shuddering breath, looking around towards their visitors and hides his son's head in his breast, covering his ears as he saw them regard Johann with raised brows or blank stares, and then completely ignored him while turning their eyes to him and his son.

"My, king please, do not rill them up even farther. We saw what they are capable of, we should not-" One of Johann advisors said only to be cut by a harsh slap on the face making him fall on the floor. The loud slap echoed through the eerily silent room, and Steven eyed Johann wrathful expression as he saw Margaret rush to the fallen man and dragged him toward Steven who turned the man's head gently toward him and frowns when he saw that it was old Philips, he then took a handkerchief and start wiping the blood from the man's cheek that one of Johann's rings caused.

"Shut your mouth, you foolish old goat! What do you know of how the world works?! Be quiet, before I personally ask these barbarians to rid you of your tongue." Rage boiled Steven's insides in a way that made him dizzy, and if weren't for his child who was hidden in his arms firmly pulling him into a tight hug and the man lying beside him, he was pretty sure he would have attacked Johann instead. Steven cursed the king while glaring at his king in a way that if looks could kill, then Johann would have probably dropped dead right then. If the king noticed the act of defiance, however, he didn't pay any mind to it, turning around once more to yell again at the Vikings and demand to see their leader, considering that Steven didn't open his mouth to argue this time.

Steven gave Philips a gentle smile when the man thanked him as he sat shakily and gaze around him, ignoring everyone's gaze. "I hope they cut your tongue for your insolence then, your arrogant son of a whore." Steven whispered in Icelandic, which made Margaret and Philips look at him, but they didn't say anything as they huddled closer to him, some of Steven's friends, children, men, and woman who were the same as him, forced into this life, huddled and surrounded him, looking in fear at the people around them.

Johann continued yelling and being ignored for Gods' know how long (Though from glancing at the window, Steven saw that it was sunset) before something actually happened, the throne room's gigantic wooden door swinging open to allow passage to an entourage of new Vikings Steven had yet to see, and that had Johann shutting up almost immediately, and that by itself gained Steven's respect toward the people who entered the room.

The group was clearly on a level above the men and women who had been holding them hostage. Their armors were of clear silver aside the steel, and each had a different intimidating level to them, true warriors, Steven couldn't help but think. The first ones was a man with short blond hair that carried an interesting bow seemingly made of bones and adorned with countless runes, and Steven had to smile when everyone gasped when they smelled the scent of an Omega coming from him. Steven was sure that everyone was used to seeing Omegas being delicate things, meant to be seen and not heard, not warriors who bathe in blood and are strong enough to server heads from enemies and way less being able to stand on equal ground with other Alphas and Betas at a higher spot on whatever hierarchy the Vikings possessed if only those ignorant fools knew that Omegas can also be leaders of their own tribes when it came to his people.

The blond man was followed by a female Alpha, she had fiery red hair that fell over her shoulder until it reached her waist that was covered in intricate braids and bright emerald green eyes that scanned the room with bone-chilling precision. Steven felt himself tense in place when the woman's eyes fell on him and stayed there, Steven's glare only made her smirk, and her smirk widen when she waved the double-edged ax she carried in one of her hands, and Steven didn't react other than scuffing at the display. Next was a man with a dark skin whose scowl rivaled even his on a bad day, he was swinging his sword while his eyes inspecting the people inside of the room like they were preys. But as soon as they stepped inside of the room they stepped aside to give passage to the leader.

If Steven thought the others had a presence, then he knew absolutely nothing. This man's presence was so overpowering he silenced the entire room in a way that if a needle fell, Steven would be able to hear it hitting the ground. His expression was solemn, unconcerned, and his dark brown eyes scanned the occupants in the room in such a thorough way that Steven felt himself shiver in fear. His hair was dark that was painted red, from blood maybe; his hair was shorter than the red hair but longer than the blond, and with fewer braids, which allowed it to fall freely against his red and golden armored shoulders with a grace nobody would expect from a Viking. He had a full beard, differently from his other male companions whose beards were thinner. There was a strange symbol in the middle of his chest armor, which was clearly the work of a highly-skilled smith if the intricate details in the metal were any indication. It looked sturdy, almost… impenetrable, and Steven couldn't help but to be impressed because it reminds him of his home and a vow that was long forgotten.

"So you are the leader? Took you long enough! Do you know how long I've been here waiting?!" Steven inhaled sharply and closed his eyes if he had thought that he will be able to reason with the leader about sparing his son then it will be even impossible because of Johann's foolishness. The Viking Chief, however, didn't answer. He just eyed Johann for a moment and then raised a brow, seeming to reassess the king with disapproving eyes. That didn't sit well with Johann, of course, who foolishly stepped forward as he continued to yell, "Are you not listening to me, you foolish savage?! You are in the presence of your king, so you better-" Though Johann wasn't able to finish his words because suddenly...

Suddenly, the blade of a double-edged ax was pressed against Johann's throat, the cold sharpened metal that was causing a superficial cut on his neck is more than enough to shut his mouth. Steven smiled at that which made the redhead look at him with narrow eyes than she pressed the ax against the king's throat harder, her expression became steely when her eyes turned to the king and she hissed in Steven's mother language. "Hold your tongue, Hydra king, before you end up losing it." Her words may not be understood, but the dark tune she used was enough to send the message.

Gasps echoed from the king's subjects, while the surrounding Vikings sneered in agreement in the same foreign tongue. Steven felt his friends shiver in fear and huddle closer to him. "Calm down, Widow." The leader rumbled, once again silencing the room. His voice was husky and held harshness to it, which made Steven tense and pull his child toward his breast harder, afraid to lose him. "It is not time yet." Hearing that made Steven pale and a choked gasp to leave him which made a man with a shoulder-length dark hair and green eyes look at him with narrow eyes, and he whispered something to the redhead which made her frown.

The redhead thought held her position for a moment longer, before stepping back and removing the blade from Johann neck, which made the Alpha released a shuddering breath and clutched his throat. "As you wish my king…" She responded and then smirked, finally switching to a heavy accented English, "Disrespect him again, and say goodbye to your head, foolish king." She sneered, causing Johann to shiver in his place as she walked back into formation, looking at the huge blond and his black hair companion, newcomers, Steven noticed.

"Very well, your highness." The leader spoke, catching the room by surprise, and Steven could feel the relief coming from everyone, but Steven just shook and brought his son closer to him, hiding his child's face, even when the pup turned his head to look. "Unfortunately for you, for your disrespect, you do not deserve my name, but I am sure you have heard of me, The Iron King they call me…" Steven couldn't hear the rest of the king's speech, his blood left his face at the name he heard, the Iron King a name Steven hoped to never hear of, a legend who awoke seven years ago recruiting only the strongest out there, burning the Christians down to the ground, leaving no one alive, they don't force themselves on the Omegas, they do worse, they kill their children in front of them and gave them the knife to finish themselves… they take no hostages, no slaves… no nothing…

The Viking Chief's expression went from peaceful to thunderous in an instant, it made Steve wake up and glance around, he was too far in his fear and terror that he didn't catch the sentences exchanged between them, the man stepped forward, towering over Johann and causing the king to cower in fear. "The Omegas' from my people were violated, their husbands stripped apart, their children burned alive while their pets roasted on spikes to feed your murderers' bellies, and you are telling me." he stepped even closer, furious dark brown eyes pining Johann in place and making him shiver "They were murdered just because… you thought… I did not exist, and therefore, you found yourself in the right to allow innocent people to die?" Johann stuttered his response, which made the Iron King's expression darken even more

Steven looking back at the king who glowered down at Johann as he continued with his pathetic excuses, and Steven took a deep breath as he looked at his son confused and scared expression, giving him a kiss on the forehead and hiding him, he felt Margaret pull him closer toward him and pointing at an exit with her eyes, making Steven give her a sad smile and a head shake, which made the woman pale when she understood Steven's meaning, that caused Margaret to hold on tightly to Steven hoping that her shaking will stop.

The Iron King eventually scoffed, shaking his head and stepping back. "Enough. I will hear no more excuses. I was expecting the least that was an apology for those whose lives were taken, but you are capable of not even that, Hydra King, so we are done here." He announced, turning around and walking back to his group. "Burn the place to the ground." The man said with a dark look as he spat on Johann which made the other king pale as the waiting warriors howled in agreement, raising their weapons in pure glee as the huddle of terrified subjects and royals to scream in horror and fear. The Vikings hounded closer, and Steven watched in panic as they surrounded them with raised weapons with malicious smirks… oh, Gods, they are going to kill his baby!

"If you do this you are no better than him!" Steven felt himself scream in his mother language without realizing it, his voice strong despite the fear shaking him, but he had to give it to himself for his voice made the Iron King stopping in his tracks and then turning around; a frown etched in his features while he looked for the source of the desperate scream.

"Stop!" He suddenly ordered, causing the Vikings to stop and look at him in confusion, just like his group of advisers. "Who said that?" The king took a step toward Steven's direction which made the Omega swallow and give Margaret his child which made her look at him in fear

"I did!" Steven immediately spoke, standing up as he did that which made the Alpha's gaze fall on him as they darken. "I did, and you know I am right… Most people in this room did not have a choice but to serve under him or their families will be killed." Steven tense as he saw the narrow eyes of the Iron King, but the spark of interest… Steven was going to take advantage of it.

"And who might you be, mouthy one?" The Viking Chief demanded as he took a step after step toward Steven, Steven could hear the people's choked sob as they were dragged by the Vikings who made a way for their king to stand in front of Steve, gazing down at his eyes, and smirking when the Omega glared at him. Steven inhaled deeply, this was his chance. If there is any way he could save his son and friends, then he would take it, consequences are damned.

"To re-establish the balance between life and death, the debt must be paid in blood. The Hydra king took; therefore, it shall be taken from him. But to have innocent people pay with their blood for his crimes… the wrath of the AllFather will be wrought upon your souls in the afterlife." Steven said which made the king pause and look at Steven with a strange look in his eyes, Steven could hear the whispers surrounding them, as the Vikings looked at one another then at Steven who was looking straight into the king's eyes without fear, the Omega was talking in their language.

"Who are you?" The king repeated his question but in the Hydra's language, looking at the king who pales then at Steven up and down. "A servant?" He gazed at Steven's clothes with an amused look on his face. "Your fancy clothes say otherwise…" The Alpha then starts circling Steven, though the Omega didn't move he just looked forward trying to stop the fear from taking a hold of his heart. "The Queen?" He asked in a mocking polite tone, but then Steven had to hold his gasp of pain as his hair was pulled back harshly to show his neck, Steven had to bite the inside of his cheek when the Alpha lean to inspect his neck with a hum. "Interesting, no Mating Mark…" The king hummed behind him, his right hand ran on Steven's left arm, taking a hold of the sleeve's top and pulls it harshly ripping it gazing at the sleeve as it flutters until it falls on the ground, showing Steven's bicep, the harsh and shocked exclaims coming from the Vikings made the servants shiver and look at the queen whose face became dark. "I see, so you are nothing but a stolen relic." The king said as he circled Steven once more and gazing at his arms frowning at the bruises he saw and the traces of shackles on the Omega's wrist, but his eyes didn't stay long, his eyes found what they searched for, the rune that was engraved in the Omega's bicep.

"A stolen relic or not, everyone who wears this is under my protection, you touch them, I will not hesitate to kill you." The Omega said showing his left wrist, and the Chief narrows his eyes when he saw a white thread of wool wrapped around the Omega's wrist, that made him blink.

"Search everyone; see who is wearing a thread of wool in his left wrist." The king's harsh words sport his people to action as they start pulling the servants and guards, ripping their left sleeves and gazed at their wrists, the sound of Margaret's snarl made Steven look at her, as she growled at the Alpha who pulled the small pup from her hands, she pushed him until the Viking let go of the pup, who then ran to Steven and clutch his skirt tightly. "Yours?" The king asked with amusement, a smirk taking over his face when the Omega hissed and hide the pup behind him.

"My lord, we have found them, fifteen one in total." A Viking said pulling the king and Steven's gaze toward the people who were huddling together away from everyone, looking at the queen in confusion and fear, making the king hum at that and turn his eyes to Steven and his child.

"Little prince." The king rumbled, causing Steven to pull James closer against him almost automatically, but the protective gesture didn't keep the Viking from proceeding. "What do you know about the Red Skull?" He asked in his mother tongue, looking at the child who shook while looking at him, the king frown when the child didn't answer him, it seems like the child didn't know his tongue.

"He… he is a monster." The child said in Icelandic which made Johann look at the child in confusion than at Steven, it was only a second before rage clouded the Alpha's eyes, the Omega was teaching the pup a barbaric language behind his back! That caused the Alpha to snarl and he nearly attacked the Omega but he was stopped by the same redhead woman with a green eyes… "And…" The child looked at the king then at Johann before letting out a shaky breath. "And you are no different than him… you hurt my mother." The child whispered shakily, but he said these words while looking straight into the Iron King's eyes, making them widen a little before looking at the Omega.

"Very well." The king nodded his head and turn to his advisors. "Take the servants to the boat." He said coldly at them, and they stared in disbelief at him for a second, but the redhead soon was snapping at them to do whatever they had been told to do. Steven watched wordlessly as they marched towards the castle servants and ushered them out of the throne room. They whimpered and hugged each other, some feebly resisted, but they all were crying out for Steven and Margaret even begged them to grant the queen mercy for he didn't do anything, that made the king raise his eyebrow and look at the queen with a raised brow.

"I will not allow you to make them into slaves." Steven snarled which only caused the Alpha king to give a dark smile and take a hold of his left wrist, tightly, making Steven flinch at that, trying to continue his glaring at the Alpha hoping he will back down, but it only caused the Alpha to hold tightly into his arm tugging him toward him making the Omega nearly stumble.

"You know, Hydra King of The South, I have met many kings during my voyages." Steven heard the Alpha said as he tightened his hand on Steven's wrist. "And of all the horrible men I faced, you are undeniably one of the most despisings of them all." Steven hissed at the king who starts pulling him toward the doors. "Considered your debts paid, your queen was smart enough to offer a sacrifice, so worry not." Johann pauses a little then he beamed at the thought that he will live to see another day.

The Iron King grunt unhappily when Steven hissed at him and tried to pull his hand away, to hold into his son who was shaking like a leaf when they reached the main entrance where a big muscular and blond man awaited. And Steven held back the need to recoil once the big guy glowered down at them causing his son to choke a sob and hide in his skirt. Steven noticed that this man was the one who came with the dark-haired one his beard was longer than the king's, even allowing it to be braided like the rest of his bright blond hair, and he was looking at Steven and his pup with light blue eyes. A thick hammer was strapped to his black armor's leather belt, and the low rumble of a voice he possessed was enough to send terrifying shivers down Steven's spine, "What about the Hydra devil, my king?" He growled glaring darkly at Steven. "Is he allowed to run free after what he did?" He took a step toward the Omega and his pup which made Steven hiss at the man to back away, only making the Alpha scowl.

"I do not remember saying that, Thor." The king smiled darkly a mad glee shining in his eyes that made Steven flinch and bring his child closer to him. "Kill them all." The king hissed as he pulled Steven with him, and this time Steven rushed to follow him while pulling his son with him, not wanting him to hear what's going to take a place inside of the room.

That caused the burly sentinel smiled deviously and strolled back into the room closing the doors behind him, Steven was able to pick up what he was yelling to rile up the other Vikings. And Steven quickened his step and forced James to do the same as they followed the Viking King out of the castle, but even in their haste, Steven was still able to hear it: the unmistakable noise of a massacre taking place, and Johann's screams echoing through the frigid walls of his castle until they ceased completely.

Steven looked at his shaking son, his heart pounding in his chest harder than it ever was, and he stopped only for a second which made the king tug his arm harder, that caused the Omega to hiss at him as he lowered himself, allowing his son to hang into him as he stood up, carrying his son with one arm, and glaring at the Alpha who was frowning at him.

He wondered if he really doomed his son and people…

Yes, yes, I know I'm a bad person for publishing another story…

But I can't help it! I feel like Stony's fandom is becoming extinct!

Viking Tony had been running in my head since the start of the year!

And a lioness queen Steve protecting his baby? Yummy!

By the way, Bucky is Steve's biological child in this fic.

The names of the characters in this story will be… I know they are… I'm bad at giving names but hang on a little with me, I had to search Google for a whole day for these names, and I don't know if the translation is right -.-'

Tony – Anton Starkad:

From Starkad (Njal's Saga) as for Anton, it was a common name for Anthony.

Peter - Petrus Starkad:

From Latin pétros (stone, rock)

Bruce – Braes Merki:

From Braesi (Malstra, Sweden) and Merki (flag, or banner)

Clint – Klint kalla Haukr:

From Knut (Heimskringla) and Haukr (hawk)

Natasha – Nattalegg Svartr:

From Atta and Leggr (eight and legs) and Svartr (black)

Rhodey - Jamti Roarr:

From Jamti (Man from Jämtland) Roarr (Hróarr, which separated into two parts, Hrod which meant fame, and HER, which meant army)

Pepper – Magna Ragn:

From Magna (Might) and Ragan (Advise, adviser)

Those are the most important names you should know about for now; I will add more names as we progress in the story.

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Nazaki-Sama