Suddenly a door on the other side of the room opened to reveal a red-haired man in a pristine white coat. He looked around with dull eyes until they landed on one of the mothers sitting far away from where Iyasu was kneeling. The woman’s eyes immediately filled with panic when the man turned his head towards the guards and pointed to her. 

“No! Please!” She screamed, holding her children tighter and shaking her head violently. 

The guards seemed to not even consider her words. They wrenched her away from her children and forced her to stand as she used all her strength to fight them, all the while sobbing and begging them to let her go. 

“Take the children to the cages.” Said the red head before turning to walk off. The sight of her children screaming and crying as they were dragged away made Iyasu’s heart ache, the desperation in their voices was haunting. Iyasu’s eyes were wide watching them try to fend off the guards.

“Why are you doing this to them!?” Iyasu couldn’t help but speak. He tried to get up only to be kicked back down by another guard closer to him. He landed with a grunt and struggled back onto his knees as he grit his teeth. 

All he could see were the children disappearing behind the door he came from before it closed once again. No one even tried to say anything, they all had empty expressions, like they were blocking off the reality around them. Iyasu sat there breathing heavy, his mouth bleeding from the impact of the kick. What happened beyond that door with the red haired man? Were they destined to be tormented to death by these foreigners?

More time passed with Iyasu’s own morbid thoughts and the smell of fear driving him mad. He couldn’t stop his mind from agonizing about his situation, the more he racked his brain the more angry he got. Worst of all, he felt more and more like he could only blame himself for being so careless. Why did he let himself get so faded in the first place? Maybe he would have notice things sooner if he hadn't been so distracted and out of it. He would do anything and everything to take those decisions back. 

The door opened again, this time another man appeared. “Give me one of the pups.” said the gruff looking man, he was wearing a white coat similar to the other one.

One of the guards nodded and walked over to the kids who were alone. The oldest girl pushed the younger ones back in order to shield them even as her body shook with fear. Iyasu moved before he could think twice, he jumped in front of the children and glared up at the guard defiantly. 

“Leave them alone, they’re only children .” Iyasu practically hissed. The guard frowned at him and was ready to lift up his baton but was stopped by the man in the white coat.

“Wait. Let the troublemaker go first since he wants the attention so badly.” The man smirked. 

The guard grit his teeth but stopped anyway, opting to grab Iyasu instead. All the confidence drained out of Iyasu in that moment but he decided to cooperate if only to take attention away from the children and stall the inevitable. The guard followed the man down a hall that had a metal door at the end. The man placed his hand on a pad that was installed next to it making the door open.

The next room was much more high tech, eggshell walls surrounded a few desks and monitors but what caught Iyasu’s eyes the most was the white chair that sat in the middle of the room. The red headed man was tapping away on a touch screen monitor that displayed photos of what looked like other Faction 5 natives. He saw a flash of his own smiling face before the guard turned him away from the screen.

Iyasu was stunned, why did they have a photo of him? He’s never even been to Faction 4. It was his ID photo but he wasn’t carrying his ID when he was arrested. So many questions ran through his mind but t he guard forced him to sit, interrupting his thoughts abruptly. He pinned him to the chair as the other man unlocked his ankles and wrists. Iyasu struggled again by impulse but he was no match for the much bigger guard holding him down. The brunette in the white coat was strapping down his ankles and wrists to the chair making his blood thrum with panic. They had some kind of information on him and now who knows what they were about to do. 

“Who the fuck are you people!? What do you want--” He began to protest but a metal ring gag was shoved in his mouth and latched behind his head. He almost choked on his spit when the thing wrenched his mouth open and was tucked behind his teeth.

“No more talkin’ now my sweet.” said the brunette in a strange accent. He buckled down Iyasu's chest before patting his shoulder. Iyasu could only look on with wide dark eyes as the man picked up a strange looking gun that rested on one of the metal plates connected to the chair.

“This is going to hurt.” The man warned, he approached as the guard disappeared into the hallway.

Iyasu’s voice only came out in choked sounds while his body recoiled away from the man. His chest rose and fell with how quickly he breathed, it only became worse when the man pushed his dreads away and moved his head to the side to place the cold gun on his neck.

He squeezed his eyes shut praying for the gods to take him quickly if this was his last few seconds on earth. A click could be heard before a stabbing pain pierced his neck, he tried to scream from the sharp pain but couldn’t. Tears ran down his face as he felt blood trickle down his neck but even through his shock he couldn’t believe he was still alive. 

“There ya go!” The man said in a chipper voice. Iyasu could only focus on the sound of his own voice whimpering as the thick needle was pulled from his flesh.

“Guess you’re not a fan of needles eh?” The man joked as he spun around to retrieve a much smaller syringe. Iyasu’s body tensed immediately, anticipating yet more pain.

This time the man drew blood from his wrist making him want to hiss but the sting was nothing compared to the small gun. There was more invasive poking a prodding as if the man was checking for internal injuries but he seemed satisfied with the lack of broken bones.

“It seems you only have some bumps and bruises from that feisty attitude of yours. That should heal up fine if you don’t cause any more trouble.” The brunette smiled. The sight of it made Iyasu sick.

“Now, to get those nasty chemicals out your system.” He grabbed a vial that was filled with a cloudy purple liquid.

 Iyasu was puzzled for a second as to what the man meant but before he could think further his head was being tilted back and the man was pouring the unfamiliar potion down his throat. He choked and gagged but the man covered his mouth and made sure he swallowed it down even with his throat tightening in protest. More tears ran down his face as he swallowed it all, he wanted to gag again just from the foul taste.

“You better not throw up unless ya want to do this again.” There was a threatening edge to the man’s lighthearted tone. He removed his hand, letting Iyasu’s head fall forward. 

Immediately he felt dizzy and disoriented as his limbs seemed to stop working. The man unbuckled him making the urge to run come up again but he couldn’t move. The man picked up his much more slender body like it was nothing, leading him to another room that was filled with dirty cells. He was handed off to yet another pair of guards before he was dumped into a cell and locked in.

At this point he could barely keep his eyes open. He only saw the brunette man give him another smile and a wave as his vision blurred. 

He blacked out again only to awake to a searing heat that seemed to consume his body. It flowed through his body to the point of being unbearable, he gasped as his body shivered unpleasantly. His cunt throbbed and tightened to the point of discomfort. Iyasu sobbed miserably as he turned onto his stomach and dug his fingers into his hair. The gag still in his mouth made his jaw hurt as he drooled uncontrollably.

A wetness gushed from between his legs making a tortured moan leave his mouth that almost sounded foreign to his own ears. His breathing was labored and he couldn’t think, only able to think about the pain in his abdomen and the sudden desperation that seemed to build in his mind. He hasn’t had his heat since he was 12 but he still remembers the pain and humiliation. Whatever that man gave him must have flushed all the suppressants out of his body.

“Hey, you think he needs a little help?” said a voice above him, he peered up to see the same guards that brought him to his cell. 

“What? From you?” said the smaller guard with a snort. “You couldn’t handle a low-breed, I heard they’re animals in bed. Real whores, unlike those stuffy omegas down south.”

The taller guard scoffed. “Don’t act like you know anything about fuckin’. This one here got a strong smell to ‘em, he’s asking for a good rut.” He looked at Iyasu as he said it, Iyasu felt himself shiver again with mixed disgust and interest.

“Keep watch while I have a quick go at it.” The man said. he never stopped running his eyes over Iyasu’s body, the look he had on his face was sadistic.

“You need to stop fucking low-breeds, you’re gonna catch something man.” The other guard shook his head but still stepped away to the next cell to give the other some privacy.

Iyasu’s mind panicked but his body was desperate for relief. He shook his head weakly, trying to roll away from the guard but the man opened the cell door and grabbed at his leg to flip him back over.

“You like to resist huh? I can smell that you’re itching for a rut. No need to fight it.” The guard was panting as he said this, he ran his hands down Iyasu’s sheer shirt and into his loose shorts. 

Iyasu tried to speak around the gag but it only came out as a weak sob. He closed his legs even as his cunt throbbed invitingly. The man’s nostrils flared from the scent of his arousal. 

Big hands wrenched his legs apart before fingers slid between his wet lips, he knew his body was betraying him when his clit reacted to the man’s fondling. He turned his head away so he couldn’t look at the man’s hungry expression as he was being molested. He began to sob again when the guard forced his fingers inside him, he wanted to vomit but he couldn’t stop himself from grinding down on the pressure. 

He heard the man laugh and could feel the guard’s erection rubbing against his thigh in anticipation. His glee didn’t last however, the spell was broken when a loud curse could be heard in front of the cell next to them. The man paused when he realized it was his partner and stiffened when he could hear the man struggling. The fog in Iyasu’s mind lifted a little as he listened. The guard got up to check on his partner, closing Iyasu’s cell and locking it before running over.

Iyasu found the strength to pull himself into a corner with his shaky arms. He could hear the taller guard run to the next cell. 

“Hey! Let him go!” The taller guard sounded shocked. There was more of a scuffle until the cell door opened and fighting could be heard. The sudden sound of a pained scream startled Iyasu into moving away from the wall. 

“Fuck off!” Iyasu heard a familiar voice say. “You fucking crackers--” the voice cut off into a choked noise and a thud, another heavy thud followed. 

Iyasu could only hear breathing and someone cursing under their breath as they talked briefly on a transceiver. The next minute he could hear footsteps that eventually revealed the shorter guard carrying a small brown skinned boy with a crew cut who was limp in his arms. He could see blood trailing behind them as he carried him. 

Ezra. The realization made Iyasu sit there in quiet shock. 

He watched more guards rush in as they disappeared into the hall.