Soldier-boy (omega)

Ben was born into one of the wealthiest families in the country, the only son of a family name that went back hundreds of years. A family that prided itself on having an Alpha Male in each generation to perpetuate the name and legacy. For this reason, Ben was raised from birth to take on the role of the new Alpha Male in the family. Attending one of the best schools for Alpha leaders, groomed from a young age. At times, as a child, Ben was somewhat afraid that he would not pull the knot when the time came, or would end up being a mere Beta and disappointing his father and family, but he quickly put those thoughts aside, especially when he, despite his "delicate features" that some of his peers made fun of and made him feel so bad about himself, his body eventually gained volume and height in the early stages of his teenage years, making him feel very proud. Until that night, the one he would forever remember as the worst night of his long existence, the night where his knot had been replaced by a wet, needy hole, the night where he had imagined himself not as an Alpha, not even as the Beta he had feared so much but had never dared to imagine because it was too horrible to be real... he had imagined himself as an Omega. Despite Ben immediately hiding his condition from the world with the strongest suppressants, the introduction of an Omega sent Ben into a complete tailspin, the depression and sadness only making him look weaker and more shameful in his father's eyes... then the alcohol., drugs, increasingly extreme violence, fights with anyone who wanted or didn't want to fight him. But nothing helped, his condition, his true being was still there, and he was still a cowardly crying child hiding it. Then, through his father's contacts, he learned of this drug, this experiment that turned men into real men, that gave them (at least for the time when those who did it survived long enough to know about it) special and superpowers. fantastic, elevating them to the ranks of heroes. And that was all he needed, finally something to get rid of his suffering, because damn, if this drug could turn a man into a superhero, it would obviously make an omega stop being one, right? This drug was supposed to rid him of this fucking disgusting condition and make him, hopefully, not just a beta, but finally a fucking alpha! it had to work. And it was through his contacts that he managed to convince someone to let him in, hiding his gender again, since no omega would obviously be allowed in. But in the end he did it, and despite being warned of the danger, he didn't care, he was desperate enough to try, his only alternative. Because why would I want to live if it didn't work? But incredibly it worked, even better than expected, not only did he survive, but he acquired the most incredible and brilliant powers, the most magnificent resistance, the most brutal power that no one could have foreseen, it was the greatest victory of the project.. At least it was to the scientists and Vought, though not so much to Ben, who could see his body changing, his strength, his resistance, but his condition – no, he was still an Omega, even if he hid it from the world (but even now, this Soldier Boy made his presence known, declaring himself a full Alpha). And it was his father who made him understand that no matter what he took, no matter how much they admired him and called him a hero, what parades they threw for him, Ben was still a slutty bitch, and the very fact that wanting to change that with labels like what this drug showed, a real Alpha would never need those things to be strong and powerful, while he was just a loser, and that was something he shouldn't forget. And Ben, of course, would never do that. He didn't do it, even though he was welcomed and adored by many, hated and feared by others, with whom he poured out all his pent-up frustration and turned into anger instead of pain, he didn't do it even after his father died, many years later, wrinkled, defenseless and old, and he still remained with the same youth and strength. It didn't matter, he remained a disappointment and a failure to the dead old Alpha until his last breath. And it was even more hidden to Ben years later, during his captivity in Russia, where every day he tried not to scream in pain and horror as he was burned, shot, and poisoned in the most creative and torturous ways. I never did. And he always attributed it to his status as a weak and crying omega. Especially when those same Russians discovered the same condition, leading to new forms of experimentation and torture. He also couldn't help but scream because he was being violated in ways he never thought possible. And yet, every day when he returned to his box, it wasn't the torture and rape that tormented his mind, but his weakness in the face of them, his crying, his screams, his silent pleas for someone to save him. Weak, faggot, bitch. He could almost hear his father speaking to him, blaming everything that was happening to him on his own uselessness as an Omega, his inability to even protect himself like an Alpha would. Or perhaps even wanting what was happening to him, after all, weren't all Omegas like that?.