February 1, 20XX
Okay.
This is my first time doing this.
I never imagined I'd do something as cheesy as a 'diary', but the Spider kept nagging me, so here we are.
He said this would be good for my mental health. That I should jot down the stuff I do at work.
He said I need to release my feelings.
Just what am I supposed to feel? Now that I have lost the person I love the most?
Sad.
I want to be with Kuya.
But he made me promise to look after his kids.
And how am I supposed to do that if I'm dead?
When I was five, I remember disobeying him by running away. Our parents just died, and we were forced to live with our uncle and his family. I hated the place, so I rode a jeepney and went back to our old apartment, just to see strangers living in it. Kuya was livid when he showed up to pick me up.
I can still hear him saying, "You'll only get kuya in trouble for doing this!"
So, shortly after, I couldn't stop blaming myself when he turned into an omega and was sent to a facility.
Fuck.
Why am I pouring my heart out on a fucking piece of paper.
I thought they said this would help?
This is only making me feel more miserable! I never should have made that promise. I should have kept my fingers crossed but Kuya told me to raise both hands to make sure I don't cheat. That's how much he knows me.
I miss Kuya Jonas.
I want to be with him right now.
I see no other reason to keep on living in this goddamn world. So if anyone sees this fucking diary just know that I'm in a much better place.
And good riddance.
I turned the page to the next entry...
February 6, 20XX
Okay.
I admit.
This fuck really does help quite a bit.
For the first time in eight months, I no longer saw Kuya crying in my dreams.
He was smiling at me last night, and we sat on a corner in our old apartment where he used to read me stories, and we talked about a lot of things.
It was just like before, when he was still strong and happy. But when I woke up, the only thing I could remember was him saying, "I'm Okay now. Everything's okay."
Anyway, the Spider brought me with him to the middle of nowhere in Tanay, Rizal. There's a research facility there where they were conducting an experiment on a special type of omega. Special, since their pheromone was so strong that they can even incapacitate a dominant alpha. In fact, they called him `Dominant Omega' or DOME.
Dr. Webb said he chose me to be part of the experimental research team since he knows how proficient I am in studying the omega genome. Needless to say, I was the only beta in the team. Honestly, though, I bet he only took me with him since a beta like me won't be effected by their guinea pig's pheromones.
According to a report, the DOME subject was almost raped after he manifested, but was able to fend off the offenders by releasing a strong pheromone that knocked them out. In fact, the alpha attackers were put in a comma for approximately three days.
It was interesting, particularly the fact that the DOME could release his pheromones freely, even if they were not in heat. It even surpasses an alpha pheromone's potency.
Next month, Doc said he'd bring me to the facility to meet the DOME.
For now, I need to pass dozens of background and physical check-ups, just to make sure that I don't leak information or contaminate the area.
As if I still have someone I could confide with.
Well, what ever. We'll just see what happens net week.
The entrees went on...
March 1, 20XX
I finally met DOME.
He's a DOME under the D.O.M.E. project and we call him Dome, `coz that became his official name as soon as he arrived in the facility.
I, on the other hand, was called Prof. V for Volant1.
It was a joke courtesy of Dr. Webb, since he kept teasing me for mumbling like a buzzing fly whenever I am deep in thought.
They warned us about giving our real names. We were not allowed to get close and personal with the subject. We needed to treat him as a dangerous weapon, and not as a human being, for that is exactly what he is.
For alphas anyway.
Well fuck that!
I'm a beta, and you know what, journal? The guinea pig they brought in was just a sniveling 16 year old boy who haven't even grown his pubic hair!
The bastards!
I suddenly saw my Kuya, all those years ago, when that scum of an uncle dragged him out of the house to sell him off to a research facility that conducted illegal experiments on omegas!
I could hardly keep myself from screaming in rage!
"DOME, this is my student, Prof. V." That's how the Spider introduce me. "He will take care of you starting today." Then he left the two of us in a large glass cage surrounded by his laboratory personnel.
The whole facility was centered around the DOME's prison, like a huge spider web. He was literally a specimen derived of his privacy for everyone to see.
I tried to talk to him, then, but he just glared at me as he hunched by the side of his bed, covered by a blanket, shivering. No amount of coaxing could make him trust me.
Well, I wouldn't have trusted me if I was in his shoes!
I didn't see anything different about him, aside from his situation. He just looked like a poor kid scared out of his wits.
But when I left him, six hours later, the Spider called me over and showed me the abnormal amount of omega pheromone levels inside the room.
Even I was surprised.
Well, I'm a beta, after all, and the Spider was happy that his protegee was immune to the poison that was fatal to his kind. Not to mention, handsome and intelligent to boot.
The hell.
I had no idea I would be cracking a fucking joke about anything, when my Kuya haven't even been gone for a year.
Anyway, I guess this is my calling, now. I never thought I would find anything that would make me want to keep living.
Which reminds me, I need to buy infant formula for Bebe Meme tomorrow. Her milk's running out and her useless father can't be bothered to come out of his room since Kuya passed away. Only Franklin and Florence are strong enough to drag him outside to eat.
Frankly, it feels like I'm taking care of four kids instead of three. But I made a promise, and as I told Kuya, I'll make sure to take care of the kids. Even his stupid mate.
I continued to read through the journal.
It was filled with all the different experiments the professor and his team did to the DOME, some of which were so inhumane, that the professor's writing was erratic and full of curses.
That goddamn Spider placed my DOME inside a room full of horny alphas in rut! The bastard wanted to see the kid's reaction after recreating the event that led to his awakening!
He ended up with a room full of comatose alphas and one very pissed and traumatized DOME!
The entry was followed by plans on how he was going to poison all the people in the facility and escape with Dome and his niece, Bebe Meme, to another country.
The fucking alpha perverts wanted to conduct an anal probe on my DOME without the Spider's permission! The fucking lechers! They just want to mess around with a being who's much stronger than they are! And they would have gone away with it if I didn't stop them!
This was followed by 2 pages of rants, naming all of the 14 alpha researchers in the team and cursing them one by one.
I can no longer take what they are doing to my DOME. All those experiments, treatment, even harvesting his sperm and pheromones – they keep treating him like an animal! They still can't believe that an omega has the power to incapacitate them. If I could, I would kill them all off myself!
Yet another entry said, followed by ways in which the professor planed to scalp the whole team alive. He even drew ways on how he plans to kill them.
There were several other rant entries in the journal, and I patiently read them all.
1Volant – insects that can fly rapidly, like flies, dragonflies and bees.