Another slasher au and it's abo! But, what if the omegas were the slashers?
(You can do whatever characters or ships, I'll love it either way)
I'm not sure I'm happy with this but have it, anyway
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The night after
Rodolfo accepted the plastic cup from Gaz, using it to scoop water from the bathtub and then dump it over Roach’s hair, watching the much smaller omega’s face contort in pain. He must have had a pretty large wound on his skull…
Carefully, Rodolfo reached up and parted Roach’s hair, wincing as he, indeed, found an open wound. It wouldn’t need stitches, but he could see why Roach was in pain. He touched it and Roach cried out, and Rodolfo could hear Soap snarl behind him.
“Calma, Soap, I need to make sure he’s okay.” Rodolfo sighed, glancing back at his friend, who was leaning against the doorway, holding an ice pack to his lip.
Gaz was sitting on the large sink, his knees pulled up to his chest. “What are we going to do?”
Rodolfo didn’t have an answer, so he just turned back to Roach, reaching up to push the towel on his hair back into place. Gaz had bought him and Roach a few hair towels that had buttons to keep them in place. They… didn’t do the job very well since Rodolfo had to keep pushing his back into place.
Soap sounded belligerent as he answered. “We go to the fucking cops, Kyle.”
This answer actually surprised Rodolfo, quite a bit, since Soap had a very massive “fuck the cops” attitude. For good reason, Rodolfo and Gaz also hated them. Both had seen the way friends and family were treated by them. Alejandro had had a pretty decent altercation with one over a broken tail light.
But… Rodolfo understood why Soap may have given the suggestion. This was… a horrible deal.
“What good will that do?” Gaz asked, sounding more exhausted than irritated. “I’m black, Rodolfo is hispanic. You whore around, and Roach is mentally disabled.”
Roach made a soft sound of protest, which was the most Rodolfo had been able to get out of him since the party. He went right back to hunching in on himself and putting his chin on his knees, though, and Rodolfo examined the bruises on his arms and back.
“I’m sorry, Roach, but it’s diagnosably true. You have a tbi and you’re autistic. Do you really want to go up against Alpha Theta Mu? Soap, it would be their word against ours… Not to mention what they’d do to Alex and Alejandro…” Gaz trailed off.
Rodolfo couldn’t help wincing. “He’s right, Soap…” He glanced back at Soap, again, who was glaring at the floor. “Why would they believe us? And even if the cops do, what will they do to Alex and Alejandro? What will they do in retaliation?”
Soap’s glare only seemed to deepen before he was slowly softening and his shoulders were dropping. “I… I should have gotten there, faster, I should have- I should have done something-”
“You stopped it.” Gaz reassured Soap. “That’s the best you could have done.”
“Almost got killed for it.” Rodolfo turned back to Roach and shifted, trying to ignore the ache in his body, the pain in places he’d rather not think about. “In a week, Roach and I will get tested. Pregnancy, STDs, everything. Okay, Roach?” He gently touched Roach’s face, making him look at him.
Roach sniffled and looked up at Rodolfo before nodding a little.
All four omegas flinched when they heard the door of the apartment close. “Gaz?? Baby?? Why’d you leave early?” They heard Alex’s voice, sounding deeply concerned.
Gaz immediately got up. “I’ll go talk to him…” he trailed off as his phone pinged and Rodolfo and Soap shared a glance as Gaz’s brows furrowed as he checked his phone. Then, Gaz let out a blood curdling scream, covering his mouth.
Alex was in the bathroom, immediately, as Gaz broke into hysterics. He didn’t even seem to see the other three, Soap almost shoved unceremoniously, out of the way. No one was upset, though, it was just alpha instinct, they knew. “Baby?! What’s wrong?!”
“My pictures!” Gaz shoved his phone in Alex’s face, tears now streaming down his face. It was… odd, Gaz was never this way. Ever. “They’re fucking everywhere!!” He yanked away from Alex, leaving the bathroom, and Alex was quick to follow him.
Rodolfo frowned, deeply, and met Soap’s eyes, seeing deep concern in them as they heard Gaz losing it in the other room. Then… Rage. It mirrored Rodolfo’s own. “I don’t know what we’re going to do… but they’re going to pay for this.” Rodolfo murmured.
Soap slowly nodded. “They will.”
Rodolfo turned back to Roach, taking a deep breath. “With blood.”
-
You know that one friend group? The one where it doesn’t quite make sense for them to be friends? None of them have any common interests, in fact they seem like polar opposites. Well, that was Rodolfo’s friend group. Rodolfo Parra, Kyle Garrick, Johnny Mactavish, and Gary Sanderson. To outsiders, the most they seemed to have in common was just that they were omegas and they went to the same college together.
Rodolfo Parra was Valedictorian. He was prom queen in high school. Deeply intelligent, top of his class. He wasn’t in any sororities, but he was lead of several organizations in the college and was, generally, known for having a busy schedule. Many wanted him, but none could have him. Though, his eyes were on an alpha who seemed entirely oblivious to his attention.
Generally, too, he was known as frigid and a prude. He wasn’t, he actually had a fair amount of interest in sex, but not with anyone who was offering it. And, his time was precious, he wasn’t going to waste it on just anyone. Anyone but Alejandro, that was, his childhood best friend who he’d been in love with for… probably forever.
Then, of course, there was Kyle Garrick. Everyone called him Gaz, and while he was also incredibly intelligent, he was mostly a jock. He was head of the volleyball team, he also played on the football team, he ran cross country. When he was a kid, he did ballet and gymnastics, too, though he had since dropped out. He was well off, financially, due to his adoptive father, John Price’s money.
He was also in a long term relationship with his adoptive father’s best friend’s adopted son, Alex Keller. They’d been together since Kyle had presented at the age of 14, having presented late, and they were already on the track to marriage. Alex was on the American football team, he was a business major, and he was in a frat, the same, actually, as Alejandro.
Johnny Mactavish, or Soap, was frequently credited as it being a wonder he was even in college. Besides the almost debilitating learning disabilities, he also frequently got in trouble. He boxed, despite being an omega, and he partook in many less than legal activities. He was an art major, and that art often showed up in places it shouldn’t. He did drugs, he slept around, and he had gotten into several fights.
One of his two favorite muses for his art was Ghost Riley. His real first name was Simon, but no one called him that. He, Ghost, and the fourth mentioned omega, had been in a situationship for quite a while, three years, in fact. He was desperate for something committed, but Ghost wasn’t budging.
That fourth mentioned omega, Gary Sanderson, or Roach, was quiet. Timid. He was an entomology major, he was selectively mute from autism and his father abandoning him when he was five. He was also Kyle Garrick’s adopted brother. Nobody really knew much about him, not even his closest friends, not even Ghost or Soap.
He was in the drama club, but he did crew work, running sound and lights. In fact, he was the one credited for the “best sound in the state” and he was frequently put in charge of sound and lights for the entire production, having a small team he liked to boss around to make sure everything was perfect.
No, it didn’t really make sense for them to be friends, but… somehow, though none of them really knew how, they had become friends. Best friends. Nothing would ever split them up.
Definitely not now.
-
Monday before
Rodolfo leaned against the kitchen island, watching Soap cook. He wasn’t entirely sure what Soap was even cooking, but he was sure it would taste good. Or… it would taste horrendous. There was really no in between. Rodolfo probably wouldn’t eat much of it, on a diet. He was trying to lose weight, so he was just eating a cup of yogurt for dinner and hoping for the best.
He’d noticed, lately, that Alejandro went after omegas a lot skinnier than him, so… Once again, he was trying to desperately change something about himself to get Alejandro to like him. It was exhausting, sometimes, but… he was desperate.
“Why yogurt?” Soap asked, eventually, glancing back at Rodolfo. Soap had voiced a few opinions about this diet that Rodolfo was trying, but he’d backed off when Rodolfo asked him to. “Like… low calorie or whatever, but why yogurt?”
“It’s good for omega health.” Rodolfo shrugged. Admittedly, he didn’t like yogurt very much, but something about it was supposed to be good for their health. Or… something.
Soap raised an eyebrow. “How?? It’s fucking yogurt.”
“I don’t fucking know.” Rodolfo huffed, shaking his head. “The article I read said it was just good for our health!”
Gaz suddenly came into the kitchen, still in his football uniform, though he’d appeared to have taken his shoes off. “It’s good for our PH level, as well as good at preventing yeast infections and it apparently boosts fertility.” He answered, going to the fridge and getting a water bottle out, uncapping it and dumping some kind of powder into it through a funnel. It turned the drink green and Rodolfo almost laughed at the face Soap made at it. “It’s good for digestion, too, and then since it’s dairy, it has calcium, which prevents bone disease.”
“Of course you would know that.” Soap snorted and turned back to the stove. “I don’t think it’s enough to consider a meal.”
“Obviously not.” Gaz laughed, shaking his head. “Not just one cup, anyway. Maybe for breakfast.”
Rodolfo cringed into himself as Soap gestured back to him. “Tell that to Rodolfo. His diet supposedly says it’s a good dinner.” Soap retorted.
“It’s low calorie.” Rodolfo defended as Gaz turned to look at him. “I’m just trying to lose weight… Not all of us have the benefit of being in 80 sports or being a gym rat. My body retains fat more than your bodies do.”
“Yes! In an attractive way!” Gaz immediately exclaimed. “I would kill for your curves and you’re trying to get rid of them?”
“For Alejandro.” Soap snorted, again. “Alejandro likes skinny omegas and Rodolfo has decided he has to fit that.”
“Rodolfo!” Gaz exclaimed.
“Oh fuck you both.” Rodolfo huffed, shaking his head. “Neither of you get it. Ghost wants you, Soap, and Alex is looking for a fucking ring for you, Gaz.” He glared at both of them. “You got the alphas you wanted. Alejandro doesn’t want me.”
“There are other alphas!” Gaz cried, though Soap didn’t answer, avoiding Rodolfo’s eyes. “There are plenty of other alphas, find one! Why do you have to do this to yourself for that one-”
“I don’t want any others!” Rodolfo burst out, fighting the tears that pushed to the surface. “I want Alejandro!”
Gaz quieted, finally, and then he seemed to soften. “Rodolfo…” He murmured and then sighed. “Alejandro is an idiot. You are gorgeous… Please don’t change yourself to fit him… What if you lose weight and he still doesn’t want you?”
Rodolfo went quiet and then he shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Where is Roach?” As soon as he asked it, the other omega popped into the kitchen. “Oh, nevermind. Hello Roach.”
Roach waved hello and then he went over to Soap. ‘Smells good. What are you making?’
“Pasta recipe I found.” Soap answered, humming. He let Roach try a small bite and Roach smiled, telling him that it tasted good.
Gaz sighed, turning to Rodolfo. “Are you going to that party this Saturday?”
“Maybe.” Rodolfo shrugged. “Are you?”
“The whole volleyball team is going. They want us in uniform for some reason.” Gaz shrugged. “Wayne wanted you there…” He sounded like he was holding something Rodolfo wanted in front of his face, some sort of delicacy or currency. But… Rodolfo didn’t want Wayne.
Wayne had made it clear he wanted Rodolfo, though.
“I don’t know. Maybe.” Rodolfo simply answered, again. “Alejandro is going, so I’ll probably go for him. Though, he’s probably going to chase another hookup and I’ll feel like shit… Nevermind, maybe not.”
“Actually,” all four were startled by Alex coming into the kitchen, speaking. Right, he had a key to their apartment that they shared and he was over there most nights, despite living in the frat house. “Alejandro won’t be there this Saturday. They sent him off for some reason. He’s talking at one of the high schools, I think.” Alex went over to the fridge, kissing Gaz’s cheek before getting out a soda.
“Hello, man who doesn’t live in our apartment.” Soap huffed. This was a back and forth between them, since Ghost was often over as well. It was mostly affectionate. Mostly.
Alex chuckled. “Evening, Soap.” His accent came out full force and no one missed how red Gaz turned, watching him shift around. “How are ya?”
Soap rolled his eyes.
Rodolfo thought back to Alex’s statement, furrowing his brows. “Wait, on a Saturday?”
“Some assembly.” Alex shrugged. “I don’t know, I didn’t go to that high school.”
“Your bougie ass went to private school, we know.” Soap rolled his eyes.
Alex half grinned. “Anyway, I’m off to practice and then Ghost wanted to hang out later. So, I’ll see all four of you later.” He leaned over and kissed Gaz’s cheek before leaving, waving bye. Everyone waved bye, back.
Soap rolled his eyes. “He’s sweet.” He snorted. “At least he talks to you.”
Gaz raised an eyebrow, and Rodolfo perked up, now curious. “Oh? I thought things with Ghost were going well?”
Roach looked away from them, his expression turning somber. Soap rolled his eyes, clearly irritated. “Yeah, they were… But, now, all of a sudden, he’s… ghosting us. Both of us.” He nudged Roach. “I know he’s probably going through something, and… Alex is usually the only one who can get near him when he is, but… this isn’t fair. We just want to help.”
Rodolfo softened, empathizing with his friend. He went over and hugged Soap from behind, nuzzling his shoulder. “I get it. Alejandro’s bipolar is… a lot for him to handle but fuck if he’ll let me help.”
“It’s infuriating.” Soap glared at the pot. Rodolfo would admit that the food did smell good. Maybe he’d let himself indulge a little and eat some. “It’s like it’s hardwired into alpha brains that they’re just not allowed to accept help, ever!”
“It’s socialization.” Rodolfo shrugged, accepting a bite of the food when Soap offered it and deciding he would definitely indulge and have a plate. “They’re raised to believe they shouldn’t need it.”
‘Well he does! So just let us give it!’ Roach signed, clearly indignant. ‘I hate that he does this… At the very least, how is it fair to us that we have to just… be ignored when he goes off like this??’
Soap agreed and Rodolfo finally pulled away, turning to Gaz, who had hopped up to sit on the counter, pulling his leg up. None of them did anything with food on that counter since one of them was usually sitting on it. All four of them were incredibly hygienic but… well, maybe that was why.
“Your turn.” Soap said, finishing cooking. “What’s up with you and Alex?”
“Nothing.” Gaz shrugged, laying his face on his knee. “Alex and I are perfect. I love him, he loves me.”
Soap groaned and Rodolfo couldn’t help chuckling, softly. “Come on, there has to be… something. He can’t just be the perfect alpha…”
Gaz seemed to hesitate before sighing. “Well, there is… something. I don’t know, sometimes he… gets me too many gifts. I feel bad because he won’t let me get any in return for him, but… he is constantly getting me gifts.”
Soap and Rodolfo both shared an indignant look. “The problem with Alex…” Soap started, staring at Gaz, “is that he… spoils you too much??”
Rodolfo covered his mouth, unable to help laughing softly, especially as Gaz turned dark red and huffed. “You said there had to be something wrong! I told you what was wrong!”
“Oh my god.” Soap shook his head.
Roach looked incredibly amused. ‘They were worse in high school.’ He signed and Soap muttered something in scots before he shook his head. ‘I think it’s sweet. At least Gaz is faring better than us.’
Rodolfo couldn’t deny that, sighing softly. “One of us had to be lucky. I’m happy for you, Gaz.”
Gaz seemed to pause before turning more red. “Did you really mean that Alex is looking for a ring?”
“He dragged Ghost with him to look at them.” Soap sighed, smiling. “He hasn’t found one, yet, as far as I know, but… he’s looking. Wants something perfect.”
Gaz seemed to just melt. “Oh…” He smiled. “Well, you three will be my bridesmaids, obviously.”
“Hell yeah.” Soap grinned, fist pumping. “Well, food time, let’s eat.”
All three immediately agreed.
-
Right before
Rodolfo made a face as he listened to everyone around him. He really didn’t enjoy parties, but Gaz and Soap had convinced him to go. Why… he didn’t know. He had a feeling they wanted him to find a new alpha to focus his attention on but… he didn’t know.
He didn’t tell them the truth of why he wanted Alejandro so bad. Quiet BPD was so covert and how could he explain to them that Alejandro was his favorite person? That would open a huge can of worms…
He frowned when he saw Roach was there, going over to him. “Roach? Why did you come? You never come to parties?”
‘I got a text from Gaz that he needed me to come!’ Roach answered, furrowing his brows. ‘I didn’t know if it was an emergency or not… So, I came.’
Rodolfo blinked, confused. Even if it had been an emergency, he doubted Gaz would have asked Roach to come… Gaz didn’t like Roach being at these things. “Come on, lets go find him.”
Roach nodded a bit and followed Rodolfo through the frathouse. He had to duck around a few already drunk party goers. He hadn’t grabbed anything since none of it was diet, so he was fully sober and… jesus christ. He’d never been sober for the entirety of one of these, before.
Everyone was really loud and kind of obnoxious and he just was not enjoying being around them. No matter, he could just ignore them, but… he didn’t know if Roach had that ability. Even still, he gently guided Roach across the house until he found where Gaz was hanging out with the other members of the volleyball team. “Gaz!” He called.
Gaz turned to look at him and it was fairly obvious that he wasn’t fully sober. “Rudy!” Gaz grinned and came over. They’d never found out why the volleyball team had needed to be in uniform, but all of them were. “Roach??” Gaz frowned, immediately, as soon as he got to them. “Why are you here?”
“He said you texted him!” Rodolfo answered, frowning and glancing at Roach, who nodded in confirmation. Poor kid looked deeply uncomfortable, hunching into himself.
Gaz shook his head. “No I didn’t,” he said as he pat his pockets before frowning even more. “Shit. Where’s my bloody phone??” He glanced back at the team and then shook his head. “Here, let me find you somewhere quiet and then I’ll look for my phone. Maybe I accidentally texted you, though I don’t remember texting anyone to come. Hold on.”
He led them upstairs to where the bedrooms were and Rodolfo stayed close to Roach, watching him to make sure he was okay. “Here.” Gaz said when he found an empty bedroom. “Just stay in here, close the door so no one comes in.”
Rodolfo nudged Roach into the room and smiled, softly. “I’m gonna go find Soap, okay?”
Roach nodded, though he looked a little irritated. However, he didn’t sign anything and just went and climbed onto the bed, crossing his arms. Rodolfo decided to assume it was just because he’d been called there for no reason and not because they may have been kind of treating him like a child.
So, he shook it off and closed the door. Gaz sighed. “I’m going to go look for my phone but I really don’t think I texted him. Do you think… maybe Soap did and he misunderstood or?”
“I don’t know.” Rodolfo shook his head. He doubted someone got their hands on Gaz’s phone, since Gaz had a pretty secure password on his phone. “I’ll go get Soap, I’m sure he’s drunk so he’ll be all over Roach and he can keep him occupied up here.”
Gaz nodded a bit. He’d been apprehensive about Soap and Roach getting together, but Rodolfo had managed to get him to come around. It’d been a bit like pulling teeth but Soap made Roach happy and vice versa so… Gaz had eventually warmed up to the idea. Especially after watching Soap do the Terminator Stride across the fucking campus because someone had called Roach the R slur.
Rodolfo still was surprised that the kid had made it out alive.
He glanced around the living room, trying to spot his very recognizable friend. Well, he didn’t find Soap but he did see Alex with a friend of Alejandro’s, Valeria. She was an alpha and… Rodolfo didn’t really like her but he tried to keep it cordial.
He went over, tapping Alex’s shoulder. “Alex, have you seen Soap?”
Alex raised an eyebrow as he turned around. “No, why?” He tilted his head. “Oh, wait, yes I did. I saw him in the kitchen, he seemed upset about something. Why?”
“Roach is here… he claims that Gaz invited him but-”
“Gaz wouldn’t do that.” Alex shook his head. “I get it. Yeah, like I said, Soap was in the kitchen, last I saw him.” He nudged his head in the direction of the kitchen.
“Thanks.” Rodolfo relaxed, glad he at least had somewhere to start. He headed towards the kitchen and relaxed even more when he heard Soap’s very distinct voice come from it.
He seemed to be joking around so Rodolfo was glad to hear he was in a good mood. Right when he got to the doorway, however, he jumped back as Wayne suddenly stepped in front of him. “Rodolfo! Hey!” Wayne smiled, softly.
He was one of the higher members of the frat and he’d been trying to court Rodolfo the entire four years they’d been there. He felt bad, he was sure Wayne was a great alpha, but he had another alpha on his mind. So, he cringed back a bit. “Hey, Wayne… I need to… to…” He stopped as he saw Soap was following someone to the backyard. Great, now he’d have to track him down out there.
He went to just go around Wayne, but Wayne again stopped him. “I was wondering if you’d maybe want to go out tomorrow? Nothing super fancy, just lunch or something.”
Rodolfo winced, glancing around Wayne. “I… I’m sorry. I can’t. I…” Quick, make an excuse. “Gaz and I were going to hang out and I don’t want to bail, I’m sorry.”
“Oh, it can be a different day, then!” Wayne shook his head. “I’m free for a little bit. What day works better for you?”
Rodolfo tried not to get mildly irritated. “Uh… I’m gonna be busy the next few days…” Through the window, he saw Gaz had caught up to Soap and he relaxed, hoping Gaz was going to send Soap up. “We can… can hang out, now, if you want.” He decided to throw Wayne a bone.
“Oh?” Wayne appeared to perk up before he was grinning. “Awesome! Here, can I grab you a drink?”
“Oh… no thanks.” Rodolfo shook his head. “Nothing is diet.”
Wayne frowned and then shrugged. “Hang on, I’ll be right back.” He then left, appearing to jog upstairs, and Rodolfo furrowed his brows, a bit confused. Oh well, Alejandro and Alex were the same.
He came back down, a bit later, and Rodolfo softened as he saw a can of diet seltzer, some sort of mango flavor. “Here.” Wayne held it out. “I went ahead and opened it, though… I dunno, I can’t really think of an excuse why.”
Rodolfo smiled, shyly. Wayne was sweet… “Where did you get it?”
“Oh, I stole it from one of the other members. He’ll get so fucked up, tonight, that I’ll lie and say he drank it.”
Rodolfo laughed, softly, and sipped it, softly. It was a bit salty, which was an odd sensation, but he decided that might be due to the carbonation. “Thank you…”
Wayne shrugged. “Anything for you.” He smiled and then he was gently tugging Rodolfo away from the kitchen and to a more secluded corner. “How have you been?”
“Fine.” Rodolfo nodded, continuing to sip the drink. He was dog shit at small talk, so he just wasn’t planning to bother, sure Wayne would catch on. “I typically don’t come to these, but my friends begged me to. Mentioned you asked for me to come?”
Wayne seemed to turn a bright red and rubbed the back of his neck, appearing sheepish. “Yeah… I uh… I don’t really get to see you unless you’re at a party. Well, and if Vargas ends up abandoning you.”
Rodolfo flinched and looked at the floor. That was a low blow, Wayne didn’t need to say that. “I um… I think I should go find my friend.” He said, suddenly not wanting to be here and talking to Wayne.
Wayne, however, seemed to almost panic. “Wait, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that… I just… I don’t like how Vargas treats you.”
Rodolfo paused and then softened, unable to help it. Someone had noticed… Yeah, his friends do, but he complained about him all the time. He would hope they’d notice. “What do you mean?” He asked, maybe being a bit coy.
Wayne shrugged, “he treats you like you don’t exist, half the time. I… You deserve better.”
Rodolfo melted and hugged himself. “He’s my best friend.” He still felt the need to defend Alejandro, since it wasn’t Alejandro’s fault that he wasn’t in love with Rodolfo.
Wayne shook his head. “You still don’t deserve that.”
Rodolfo flushed and then drank some more of his seltzer. He noticed that his head felt a little heavy and he frowned, since he didn’t usually get drunk or tipsy off of one seltzer. He checked the alcohol proof, seeing that it was only 10%. He’d drank seltzers with more and felt less affected than this.
“I um…” He tried to remember what he was going to say, furrowing his brows. “I think I should sit down.”
“Are you okay?” Wayne asked, sounding concerned. “You look pale? Do you want to lay down?”
Rodolfo closed his eyes for a moment, feeling suddenly so unbelievably tired. He really hadn’t drank that much, how was he this drunk already? Maybe laying down was a good idea…
He nodded and then started to follow Wayne up the stairs, which ended up being a challenge because he was struggling to get his feet to cooperate. Maybe it was the diet… aspartame usually made alcohol have a stronger effect.
He leaned heavily into Wayne, needing the support. His skin started to feel hot and he tried to fan himself, since this was so unbearably unpleasant. Finally, they made it to a room and he was guided to a bed, where he immediately laid down, lulling his head to the side.
He closed his eyes and then he was opening them to someone yelling. His entire body hurt, his head was full of fog…
He became aware that someone was sobbing into his chest, looking down and recognizing Roach, who had a jacket wrapped around his shoulders. His head was bleeding and he was bruised all over, from the looks of it.
The yelling.
He looked to his right, trying to clear his vision enough to see that Soap was on the floor, someone on top of him and choking him out. Rodolfo didn’t even thing about it, just shoved Roach off and ran over, slamming into whoever was on top of Soap as hard as he can, sending them both flying across the room.
The sensation of sliding on carpet made Rodolfo aware he was completely naked, but he didn’t care, trying to find the will to drag himself to his feet so he could keep fighting. But, instead, he was only kicked down, gasping and coughing for air.
Soap, however, seemed to have recovered much faster, grabbing whoever it was and shoving them out of the room before promptly shutting the door and locking it. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Soap cried and frantically glanced around the room before he was coming over and helping Rudy up.
“You need to get dressed, we need to go!” Soap said and Rodolfo flinched hard at the sound of heavy banging on the door. Carefully, Soap helped them both get dressed and then he was moving them to the window where Rodolfo became aware that Gaz was, helping them climb out.
When did Gaz get there? Why did he get there?
Whatever, Rodolfo just climbed onto Gaz’s back when prompted, whimpering with pain, and let Gaz carry him to Soap’s busted up old jeep, carefully climbing in when he could. Roach climbed in, next, and curled up to Rodolfo tears streaming down his face.
“Everyone but Alex and Alejandro were in on it.” Soap muttered. “I heard someone joking about it, that’s how I found out.”
“Fuck.” Gaz cursed, hitting his hands against the steering wheel. Why was he driving?
“Let’s go,” Soap said, shaking his head. “We need to go, now.”
Gaz just nodded and then peeled out of the parking lot.
-
The week after
Rodolfo relaxed when the test results came back negative on everything for both of them and they drove to the apartment where Gaz and Soap had supposedly ordered a fuck ton of pizza. Good, Rodolfo was starving.
He’d given up on that diet, it sounded so… silly, now. Losing weight just to be skinny for an alpha. There were darker beasts, there were bigger monsters. Alejandro had texted him a few times. He and Ghost seemed to have been vaguely aware that something had happened, but they didn’t seem to know what.
None of them planned to tell them, either.
Rodolfo didn’t blame any of their three alphas… But, he didn’t want them to know. He didn’t want to cause issues. They hadn’t quite decided what they were doing, yet. In fact, that’s what they were planning to discuss that night, but they knew they didn’t want them getting caught up in it. It had sort of been unanimously agreed upon.
He let Roach get out, first, so he could watch him and then he carefully got out, taking a deep breath. He wasn’t sure how this night was going to go and he’d be honest, it scared him a little. But, things needed to be paid for, and so this meeting was necessary. But how would they make them pay?
With blood.
The worst part was that he wasn’t even sure he wanted to fight against this idea. Neither Rodolfo nor Roach felt safe in their own homes… They didn’t feel safe sleeping at night. Gaz had had to switch to online classes and he’d barely let Alex touch him. Apparently, Alex didn’t know who had sent out the pictures, though it was fairly obvious who.
Rodolfo had gently asked if Gaz planned to tell him and Gaz had just lost it on him. “Rudy, I’ll be fucking lucky if he still wants to marry me! Fuck telling him that his frat sent my pictures everywhere!” Rodolfo didn’t really think Gaz had to worry about that but… he wasn’t going to tell Gaz that his fear wasn’t valid, either.
Rodolfo, himself, just felt… ruined after what had happened. Which was silly, he wasn’t a virgin, and neither was Roach. He’d had plenty of sex before… He’d had plenty of sex that he definitely regretted, but none of it had made him feel quite so tattered… so… damaged. He hated this feeling, this need to rip his own skin off to feel cleansed…
Taking a deep breath, he shook it off as he and Roach reached the door, unsure when they’d even started to walk up to the apartment. He was sure they’d locked the car and he certainly didn’t want to go back to find out. So, he just unlocked the door, rushing in and locking it again, very quickly, once Roach was inside.
Roach went and just sort of curled up to Gaz, who was on the couch. Soap was setting up a few pizza boxes, sitting on the floor, and he had a notebook set out with a couple pens. “Gaz and I talked while the pizza was arriving… Halloween.”
Rodolfo tilted his head as he crossed the room to sit on the floor with Soap, noting that the TV was on, though the volume was low. “Halloween?”
“Whatever we do… the best time to do it will be Halloween.” Gaz answered, pulling Roach into his lap and then wrapping around him. Roach seemed to settle in a bit more happily and Rodolfo could hear him purr softly. Gaz also seemed to relax, petting Roach’s hair and sighing. “We can be masked and… Alpha Theta Mu will be hosting a massive Halloween party, so…”
“Easier access. Would also make sense for us to be there.” Soap finished and then looked at Rodolfo. “The whole frat is pretty much required to go, so… everyone would be there.”
“Yes.” Rodolfo agreed, though he immediately had a problem with it. “So will Alex and Alejandro.”
Gaz and Soap both seemed to wince. “Hadn’t thought of that…” Gaz admitted and put his chin on Roach’s head, seeming to consider. “We’ll have to find a way to keep them home, I guess…”
“Or away from whatever we do.” Soap nodded. “What… do we plan to do?”
Well, Rodolfo had a few ideas. “Well… I have one idea but I know that… It's insane. But… for a different idea, we could kill ourselves.”
“They won’t bloody care about that!” Gaz laughed and Rodolfo couldn’t honestly blame him. “They’d point and laugh.”
Rodolfo shrugged and then sighed, since he couldn’t disagree. “Then… let’s kill them.” He glanced around, seeing none of the three seemed to be disagreeing with the idea, though they did avoid looking at him or each other. “What if they’ve done similar to others? What if they decide to do worse to us?? They’ve already attempted to destroy Gaz’s life-”
“What if we go to prison?” Soap asked, sighing. “Murder is… a heavy charge. Mass murder is heavier.”
Rodolfo shook his head. “If it looks like we’ll get caught, then… we’ll kill ourselves. Gaz’s life is already on the path to destruction because of them. If we let them continue to… exist, what will they do to the rest of us three?”
Roach moved so he could get his hands free and then he was signing, ‘our dad will be destroyed…’
Rodolfo bit the inside of his lip and his shoulders dropped. Professor Price would be destroyed. So would Laswell and her wife. So, he sat up, straightening his shoulders and setting his chin parallel with the floor. “You’re right. So… I’ll take the fall. I’ll confess to everything and I’ll kill myself.”
“No-” Soap immediately said, lunging forward and taking Rodolfo’s hand. “No! I’m not going to let you do that! You’re my best friend…”
Rodolfo softened. “I know… but it’s what needs to be done, Soap.”
Gaz had been silent the entire time, staring at the coffee table. Suddenly, his demeanor changed and he was chuckling softly, shaking his head. He leaned forward, dragging Roach with him and grabbing a slice of pizza. “Don’t be dramatic, Rodolfo. No one needs to die. Or… none of us four do.”
Rodolfo and Soap both slowly turned to look at Gaz, who had leaned back, now eating his pizza. “What do you mean?” Soap asked, narrowing his eyes.
“We’ll just frame someone. Wayne has an omega sister. We’ll frame her.” Gaz shrugged. “Her name is Lyla or something… She has three friends, too, and she’s known to be… vindictive. We’ll cook up some reason why she would kill her brother and his frat and then… we’ll fake their suicides. Leave the confession in the note.”
“What about our DNA?” Rodolfo asked, tilting his head, though he was starting to like this plan. Ultimate get back at Wayne… framing his sister for his murder. He liked it. He liked it a lot.
“We’ll be at the party.” Soap spoke up and he was starting to half grin, nodding. “I like it… I mean, we don’t plan to slaughter everyone there, right? Just… the frat. It wouldn’t be unreasonable for us to just… escape.”
Oh Rodolfo really liked this idea. “Alright. Let’s fucking do it. But… how many people do you estimate will be there?”
“Probably close to a hundred.” Gaz winced. “Maybe more…”
That would be a bit of a problem. Four against a hundred weren’t great odds. “Then… we need to find a way to separate the frat from everyone else.” Rodolfo sighed, shaking his head. “Make sure everyone else leaves but the frat doesn’t. Or… everyone is just inhibited enough that they can’t really fight us or identify us.”
“Well, the identify can be done by changing our costumes.” Gaz shrugged. “Lyla is a cheerleader and so are her friends. I think I could get my hands on a couple uniforms. As well as masks. But, you’re right about that first part…”
“Molly.” Soap shrugged. “I could get an ass ton of it from a couple friends. Volunteer to bring the beer.”
“Too unreliable, what if not enough people drink it?” Gaz asked, frowning. “We need to make sure that they’ll drink it…”
“One of us needs to get rid of everything else.” Rodolfo sighed, leaning back on his hands. “Someone quick.”
Roach bit his lip before signing, ‘I can usually go unnoticed… I could sneak in if someone keeps them distracted and steal everything and stash it somewhere.’
“Alright…” Rodolfo nodded, liking that idea, too. “How do we get the molly into the beer?”
“Dad and Laswell own a brewery.” Gaz shrugged. “I’m sure we could unseal and reseal bottles there. Pop the drugs in and then… reseal the bottles before sending them off.”
“While this plan is definitely coming together,” Soap suddenly spoke up, sighing, and suddenly looking disappointed. “Alex and Alejandro. What do we do about them?”
Gaz considered and then sighed. “I don’t know. We’ll figure that out. If anything… Soap, you don’t play much of a part, maybe you could… get injured or-”
“Wait!” Rodolfo cut him off, suddenly getting an idea. “Ghost hates halloween! His brother died on Halloween!” He then paused, seeing all three of them stare at him oddly. “Sorry, a bit too bombastic.” He mumbled and then got out his laptop, pulling up pictures of a cabin. “Alejandro’s family has a cabin up in the mountains. If… it was suggested, I think they’d blow off their frat to take him up there to take his mind off of the holiday.”
All three of the others seemed to consider before Soap was nodding. “Yeah, I think that’s good.” Soap agreed. “Makes me feel a lot better about Ghost, too… He won’t have to be alone on the holiday.”
“Whatever we do, however,” Rodolfo continued, grabbing his own slice of pizza. “Wayne is mine. I get to kill him. Agreed?”
All three seemed to somber before they were nodding. “Agreed.” Gaz mumbled and Soap repeated it. “We’ll split the rest up evenly.”
So the plans were set.
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The week before Halloween
The month came and went without incident. Gaz returned back to classes and he pretended nothing had happened. Rodolfo became cordial with the frat, again, though he talked to Alejandro less and less. He would even smile at Wayne when he saw him in passing, hell he’d even made casual conversation. It was rather funny, honestly, to see Wayne’s perplexed expression as Rodolfo waved at him.
They’d carefully prepared the beer, pretending to show interest in the business to Price and Laswell and then something had mysteriously called them away, so they’d brought in the prepackaged beer they’d had and drugged the bottles with the molly that Soap had gathered. They’d gathered boring halloween costumes, going basic but recognizable. Rodolfo was a zombie, Gaz was an angel, Soap was a sexy nurse, and Roach was a faery.
Rodolfo had just picked up the costumes, in fact, with Roach. They sat in the back of his car, folded neatly in boxes.
He parked and then jumped when someone knocked on his window a minute later, checking on Roach who had screamed rather loudly. He softened when he saw Alejandro outside his window, frowning a little and rolling down the window. “Alejandro?”
Alejandro looked like shit. He supposed he hadn’t been talking to him much, but… this seemed a little extreme. “Valeria said she saw you with Wayne at a party a month ago and I know… I know this isn’t the time but you’ve not been talking to me and… I know you probably don’t feel the same but… but… I…” He seemed to hesitate and become unsure of himself.
Rodolfo frowned and gently told Roach to stay in the car before getting out, shaking his head. “No, I wasn’t with Wayne.” He lied, not wanting to pretend he had been but not wanting to tell the truth of what had happened. “What are you saying, Alejandro?”
“I… fuck…” Alejandro shoved his hand through his hair. “I’m in love with you and I know it’s dumb but… God, I’m so desperate for you to love me back and I know you probably never will so I’m hoping that you’ll just reject me, now, and then I can move on.”
Rodolfo was in shock and also awe, staring at Alejandro. “What?”
“I’m sorry…”
“No, wait,” Rodolfo stammered, shaking his head. “You’re in love with me?”
“Stupidly, yes.” Alejandro nodded. Rodolfo could see that his hands were shaking and, for a moment, he worried this might be mania. But, Alejandro couldn’t lie when Manic. Rodolfo wasn’t quite sure why but his filter just came off and he was horrible honest. To a detriment. “I know you’re likely not in love with me, but-”
Rodolfo clenched his jaw. This was horrible timing… He wasn’t sure how the party was going to go and if things went wrong and he had to take the fall, Alejandro would feel awful… “I… Can… Can we wait for when you come back after Halloween? I’m not rejecting you, I just… I need to think about things. This is a lot…” He lied. Maybe he should fully reject Alejandro, but… just in case things went well, he wanted to leave this open.
God, he wanted this more than anything.
Alejandro seemed almost confused by his answer but nodded. “Of course… I… Of course. I… Coming to your apartment and confronting you at your car feels kind of ridiculous, now.”
Rodolfo wasn’t even sure he was processing the situation, so he just shrugged. “When will you three be back?”
“Week after Halloween.”
“We can talk about it, then.” Rodolfo offered, smiling a little. “We’ll go get dinner or something and discuss things, okay?”
Alejandro seemed to relax and nodded. “Thank you… Thank you, Rodolfo.”
“You don’t have to thank me.” What horrible, horrible timing. Why wasn’t Rodolfo feeling… more? He hardly felt anything. Was he really that numb? Was he really so numb that he just wasn’t feeling anything over this? No….
He did feel something… He felt sort of hopeful, but it was barely there. “Um… Roach and I were going to go in so we could eat…” Rodolfo said and Alejandro winced.
“Right, right. I need to go home and pack, anyway. We’re leaving, tomorrow. I… Thank you. Here, can I walk you and Roach up to the door?” Alejandro asked and that did get an emotion because Rodolfo almost swooned over how sweet that was.
Rodolfo looked back at Roach, who was still in the car, and Roach nodded a bit. He looked exhausted, which… was fair. They’d both been out for a while that day, picking up those costumes. Gaz should have already grabbed their cheerleader outfits, though Soap was apparently not going to be wearing a cheerleader outfit. Instead, he was going to be swapping to one of the frat member’s costume once they were dead, since he could fake the build fairly well, and he’d be killing the ones that fled by gaining their trust.
“Sure.” Rodolfo answered, since… honestly, they’d both feel a lot safer if Alejandro walked them to the door. “Hey, um… is there a reason Ghost is hardly talking to Soap and Roach?” He asked as he helped Roach out of the car.
Roach seemed to immediately glare at him but Rodolfo only shrugged, not feeling bad. They wanted to know, and so did Rodolfo. Alejandro winced. “I… I… Yeah. But… I’ve sort of promised not to tell anyone.”
Rodolfo narrowed his eyes at Alejandro, who appeared to almost squirm under his gaze. “Look, I understand that it’s potentially jeopardizing my chances but… He’s my friend, I can’t… do that to him. He trusted me with a secret.”
Rodolfo dropped his shoulders and just sighed, since he got it. Alejandro was being loyal… he’d hope anyone else would do the same for him. “Alright. I’ll accept that.”
Roach didn’t look like he wanted to, but Rodolfo nudged him and Roach softened, sighing. Finally, they started to walk up to the apartment, falling into silence. When they reached the door, Roach went in first, waving bye to Alejandro before immediately beelining to Soap, who was in the kitchen and cooking dinner.
Rodolfo turned back to Alejandro and smiled, softly. “I… I um… Regardless of whatever decision we come to… I’m… grateful that you were in my life. Don’t forget that.”
Alejandro frowned and looked like he wanted to speak but Rodolfo just quickly went in, said goodnight, and then closed the door. Thankfully, Alejandro didn’t knock on the door and try to talk to him, so he went to the kitchen, where Soap was cooking. “Gaz got the outfits.” Soap informed Rodolfo as he came in. “Did you get the costumes?”
“I did.” Rodolfo nodded and relaxed. “Looks like everything is set for Friday.”
Soap chuckled, feeding a bite of the food to Roach, who was sitting on the counter. “Can’t wait.”
Despite his initial hesitancies, he seemed to be the most excited. In fact, he’d bought a baseball bat and stuck nails into it, intending that to be his weapon until he changed his outfit, and then he had a couple of knives like Gaz would be using.
Rodolfo had been… kind of a nerd in middle school so he knew how to sword fight. He didn’t know if he was super adept but… he was sure he’d do fine against a bunch of frat assholes who didn’t have swords. Especially since he’d found two long thin but very sharp blades.
Roach had been very quiet about what weapon he planned to use, but… Rodolfo had started to notice boxes were showing up in his room, though he wouldn’t talk about it.
Rodolfo went to the long box that had his blades in them, opening it and touching them, carefully. Shoulder sheaths which would strap over his chest. All of their weapons were going to wait in the car until they were needed.
“Can’t wait.” Rodolfo agreed and closed the box, again.
-
Friday rolled around and Rodolfo was now watching himself in the mirror as he dressed himself, careful about his makeup before turning and startling at Gaz, who was in his doorway. “We’re still doing this, right?” Gaz asked, already in his angel costume.
God, Gaz was gorgeous. White, torn jean shorts, an oversized grey sweater which showed most of his shoulders and collarbones. White knee highs and sneakers as well as fairly delicate white wings which hung sort of crooked. Rodolfo envied his friend, wishing he was as slim and pretty as him.
Despite Alejandro’s confession, insecurity had still dug at Rodolfo, making him wonder why Alejandro had never told him before. Alejandro had always been so confident, why wouldn’t he just confess to Rodolfo? It’d eaten away at him, telling him everything that was wrong with him, until he couldn’t handle it, anymore.
He shook it off and smiled. “Of course.” He nodded, turning back to the mirror. He’d kept the makeup light, easy to wash off, though they’d be in masks when they changed their costumes. “Have to, at this rate, we’ve gone through all of the trouble of preparing, haven’t we?”
“Definitely.” Gaz met his eyes in the mirror, looking to almost relax. “I… want them to pay. For everything they’ve done.”
“Oh, they will.” Rodolfo promised, straightening his shirt and then turning back to Gaz. “We’re still meeting Soap and Roach there, right?”
“Yes.” Gaz answered and leaned against his doorframe, looking awkward and crossing his arms. “Have you talked to Alejandro? Alex won’t answer his phone.”
“No,” Rodolfo answered, touching up his mouth. “But, it is Halloween, they’re probably focused on Ghost.”
“I hope so…” Gaz furrowed his brows and then sighed, shaking his head. “Anyway, I’m going to go ahead and get everything in the car.”
“I’ll meet you down there.” Rodolfo promised.
When he was done with his makeup, he finally pulled his shoes on and then grabbed the last case of beer, rushing down to the car as fast as possible, before his anxiety could catch up to him. He checked on everything and made sure it was all perfect, before they headed to the party.
Once there, Rodolfo found Wayne and a few of the others were in a state of pandemonium, Wayne yelling at a smaller alpha, his name was Toby. “You fucking dumbass! If you bought the alcohol, where is it?”
Rodolfo went up to them, amused. “Wayne?” He asked, feigning confusion. “What’s going on?”
Wayne seemed to startle and then turned to Rodolfo, softening as he saw him. “Oh, Rudy. Hey…” Don’t call him that, he wasn’t allowed to. He was Rodolfo. “This idiot forgot the alcohol.”
Rodolfo blinked and then glanced back at Gaz for a moment. “Oh… Well, you’re in luck! Gaz’s dad gave us a bunch of beer for tonight. You know… under the table. We got quite a few cases of it, we could bring it in until you guys get a chance to get out and get more alcohol?”
Wayne paused and then grinned. “God, you’re brilliant. Hell yeah, that’s perfect.”
Rodolfo relaxed and then nodded his head to Gaz, who left before coming back in with most of the beer, making two trips. They both helped them set up and Rodolfo grabbed one that he knew wasn’t drugged, while Gaz feigned not wanting to get drunk that night.
Soap and Roach arrived a moment later and they met up somewhere quiet while others started to arrive. “Toby…” Rodolfo murmured, glancing at the alpha who was now being kind of gross with an omega. He saw Wayne interacting with a trio of cheerleaders. The tallest, who Rodolfo had been informed was his sister, what was her name again? Anyway, she didn’t look happy, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at Wayne.
Wayne rolled his eyes and said something which really seemed to set her off and she stormed off. So, Rodolfo decided to take the opportunity. “One of you three lure Toby away. He’s close to Soap’s build and his costume has a mask on it. I’m going to take care of the sister.”
“Got it.” Soap nodded, though, of course, he had to take a moment to touch the wings on Roach’s back, both making eyes at each other, before Soap was leaving and Rodolfo saw him meet up with Toby, touching his arm and immediately flirting with him.
Rodolfo noted the way Roach immediately turned away, looking upset. He gently touched Roach’s arm to assure him and shared a glance with Gaz before turning and quickly following after Wayne’s sister. He followed her out to where several other cars were parked, seeing her go to one and light a cigarette. “Hey!” He called, jogging over to her.
She looked startled, turning to look at Rodolfo and pausing before frowning. “You’re that omega my brother has a crush on.”
“You’re his sister, right?”
“Yeah, Lia.” She nodded. “What do you want?”
Rodolfo didn’t bother to be fancy with his words, glancing around before grabbing her and yanking her down to the ground. He sat on her while she struggled, covering her mouth so no one could hear her scream. He probably should have done something a bit more… clean, but instead, he just grabbed a rock and hit her over the head with it, knocking her out pretty quickly and dragging her to the car, shoving her in after tying her up.
He dug around in her pockets until he found her keys and grinned, knowing how they’d have her kill herself now. Pocketing them, he got out of the car and closed and locked it. The inside locks had been sawed off so they couldn’t be pulled back out and Gaz had somehow disabled the buttons, so the only way to get out was through the keyfob, which he had.
He saw Gaz was dragging another girl over, recognizing one of Lia’s cheerleader friends. “She…” Gaz panted and shoved her in front of Rodolfo. “She… followed Lia out…” he huffed. “What do we do with her?”
Rodolfo held up the keys. “Kill her.” He shrugged. “Lia killed her and the other and then drove off a bridge.”
“Genius.” Gaz nodded before he was getting out a knife, smoothly slitting her throat and just shoving her somewhere she wouldn’t be seen. “Roach is getting the other.”
“Go tell him to just kill them and I’ll go see if Toby has been taken care of.” Rodolfo said. “Once this is all done, we’ll change and get started.”
“Rog.” Gaz joked and then they were heading inside, again, splitting off. Rodolfo ended up being the one to find Roach, seeing he was being borderline harrassed by another alpha, who kept calling him “Bug Boy”.
“Come on, bug boy, loosen up for a night…”
Roach glared at the alpha but then Rodolfo was tilting his head at seeing Toby smoothly slide up beside Roach, his arm snaking around Roach’s waste. He had his mask on and it appeared covered in blood, but the alpha didn’t even seem affected. “Fuck off.” Toby- No, Rodolfo would recognize his best friend’s voice, anywhere.
Soap growled at the other alpha who immediately shrank back and left. Rodolfo shook his head, kind of amused. He went over to them and smiled. “Was the other taken care of?”
Roach nodded. ‘Gaz told me what to do. Let’s go get changed.’
Rodolfo agreed and they both said goodbye to Soap before finding Gaz and going outside to get changed. They kept watch while each changed and then Rodolfo strapped his blades to his chest. It’d been a while since he was in one of these uniforms. He hadn’t missed the shoes at all.
Roach seemed unhappy with the outfit, trying to tug the skirt down in the back. ‘Isn’t this inappropriate?’
“It’s better for movement.” Gaz explained and chuckled, softly. “You look pretty?”
Roach just glared at him and unhappily put the mask on. They were simple, white theatre masks. Rodolfo’s was tragedy, Roach’s was comedy, and Gaz’s was apathy. He hadn’t even been aware apathy was a mask you could get.
Rodolfo jokingly grabbed Lia’s poms from where they’d been discarded, shaking them before doing a quick cheer which had him kicking his leg back and putting one pom on his hip, the other in the air. “Let’s go, cowboys, let’s go!”
Gaz laughed, shaking his head. “Cowboys?”
“Vaqueros.” Rodolfo nodded. “¡Venga Vaqueros!” He did the mimes of shooting pistols along with the jumps. “We had English cheers, obviously, and a few Spanish ones. Alejandro played on the football team. Center midfielder, and I cheered.”
Gaz looked impressed, having pushed his mask up to his head. “I never knew you did sports.”
“No one considers Cheer a sport.” Rodolfo answered, shrugging. “It was a pain.”
“I know, that’s why I don’t fucking do it.” Gaz laughed, just sort of shaking the poms. “Hey, weren’t you prom queen?”
“I was!” Rodolfo nodded. “Top of my graduating class, too.”
“Man, you really are an overachiever.” Gaz laughed and then shrugged. “Anyway, are we…” He gestured back to the frat house.
Excitement overtook Rodolfo again and he put the mask fully on his face, grinning. “¡Vamos!”
Roach perked up and then he was getting out a box. It was rather large and he headed around to the back, so Gaz grabbed Soap’s baseball bat and then closed the trunk before they were following Roach around to the back and then inside. Soap was quick to meet up with them, taking his baseball bat back. “Knives won’t be necessary, I’m just gonna use this.” Soap sighed. “Since I didn’t end up walking around with it.”
“Perfect.” Gaz said and then he and Soap were fistbumping. “How are things going in here? People drinking plenty of beer?”
Soap laughed. “Oh yeah. Several have already passed out. Wayne… took an omega up to his room. Rudy, you want to-”
“On it.” Rodolfo already said, sliding past them. “Take care of whoever you can in the meantime.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Soap chuckled and then Rodolfo heard them both leave. He just smoothly marched up the stairs.
He wasn’t planning on killing Wayne just yet. He just wanted to make sure he couldn’t leave or escape. He found Wayne’s room purely on memory, despite how drugged he’d been the last time he’d been there. He knocked before just opening the door, surprised it wasn’t locked.
Wayne was quick to jump off of the omega he was on, covering himself. Rodolfo noticed the way the omega didn’t immediately move, her head just lulling to the side. “Get out of here!” Wayne growled.
Rodolfo rolled his eyes and went over to the bed, looking at the omega on it and gently making sure she was covered by a sheet. Slowly, he reached up and pulled out one of the blades, turning to Wayne. “Kneel.”
“Get out.” Wayne repeated, snarling. “Leave.”
“No.” Rodolfo answered, going back to the door and shutting it, locking it. “Kneel.” He repeated, turning back to Wayne. “Or I’ll force you to.”
“How?” Wayne snarled, flexing in an attempt to make himself look bigger.
Rodolfo tilted his head and then he looked at the blade, seeing it glint in the dim light of the moon streaming through the window. He looked at Wayne and went up to him, dragging the tip across the skin of Wayne’s chest, watching blood bead up as Wayne tensed and his face scrunched in slight pain. “It’s sharp. Kneel.”
Wayne was very quick to get on his knees, then, and Rodolfo could only just laugh, reaching up and pushing the mask to the top of his head, seeing Wayne’s eyes widen with recognition. “Rodolfo…” He breathed.
“Yes.” Rodolfo confirmed and went around behind Wayne. “I want you to sit up here and I want you to think about what’s going to happen to you.” He looked around before finding some rope, rolling his eyes. Wayne, shockingly, didn’t fight him off too hard as he tied him up, his eyes just watching him with silent horror.
“What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know yet. But… it’s going to hurt.” Rodolfo shrugged, making Wayne sit against the window. He stuffed a sock into his mouth before putting tape over it, so he couldn’t scream. Then, he crouched down, tapping Wayne’s left foot with his sword. “Left or right?”
Wayne’s eyes widened and that certainly put a fight into him because he was suddenly screaming through the gag and Rodolfo nodded. “You’re right. Both.” He moved and raised the blade before jolting and turning to look behind him as the door was suddenly bursting open, Gaz bursting in.
“Rudy! Alex, Alejandro, and Ghost are here!”
“What?!” Rodolfo shrieked, staring at him in horror. “How do you know??”
“Soap saw them!” Gaz cried. “They didn’t recognize him.”
Frustration roze in Rodolfo’s chest until he was screaming and bringing the blade down across Wayne’s ankles, cleanly splitting through them while Wayne’s face contorted in pain. “Fuck!” Rodolfo quickly roze to his feet and shook his head. “Get her the fuck out of here. Just… put her somewhere she’ll be left alone!” He gestured to the omega on the bed, who still didn’t look conscious.
Gaz nodded and quickly went to the omega, putting a shirt on her and then carrying her out.
Rodolfo turned back to Wayne and crouched back down. “You earned everything that happens tonight.” He hissed before standing and leaving the room, slamming the door behind him. He started to look around, vaguely aware his shoes were covered in blood.
He jolted when someone grabbed his arm, relaxing when he saw Soap. “Soap, I heard about the alphas arriving.”
“Ghost found Roach.” Soap quickly said. “Roach ran away, but he knows that Roach, at least, is here. It won’t be hard for them to realize we are, as well.”
“Fuck.” Rodolfo cursed and shook his head. “What the fuck do we do?”
Soap cringed, though it was hard to see under the mask. “I don’t know… Maybe Roach could distract them?? Get them to leave??”
Rodolfo decided that might have to be the best option. He and Soap quickly rushed downstairs, avoiding where people were, and Soap quickly led him down to the basement.
Rodolfo was blown away by the sheer amount of blood, but Soap paid no mind to it, just guiding Rodolfo over to a small closet, where they could see Roach was crouched down, two bloody poms discarded behind him. Two frat members were sitting with their backs to each other and Roach appeared to be putting something on them.
As they got closer, they could see that both of the frat members were crying, tears running down their faces, though they were gagged. “Shh…” Roach was whispering, his voice rough and clearly not meant to be used. “They’re startled by sudden movement…” Roach whispered and Rodolfo jerked back at seeing Roach was putting some sort of beetle on them.
In fact, there seemed to be several of the beetles all over their bodies and Roach was just getting more out and putting them on the frat members. Rodolfo tried not to gag as he saw another body in the corner of the closet, several insects crawling over him.
“Roach,” Soap started, hardly looking fazed. “We need you to distract the alphas. Get them to leave. Can you do that?”
Roach turned and looked at them, his mask pushed up on top of his head. He seemed to hesitate before nodding and turning back to the frat members. They both seemed to be doing their best to be still, but then one of the beetles started to climb on one’s face and he started to jerk and fight.
Rodolfo was quick to leave as he started to hear muffled screaming, pulling Soap with him. They kept Roach in their eyesight, watching him slowly stand and stare at both frat members as they screamed. His expression was soft and then Roach shook his head, getting out a bottle of something and dumping it over them.
The muffled screams were shockingly louder somehow and Rodolfo’s stomach turned, unable to imagine being in that situation. “He’s terrifying.” Rodolfo could hear the grin in Soap’s voice, rolling his eyes.
“Very.” Rodolfo agreed, holding his stomach. “Roach!” He called and Roach turned to look at them. “Are they dead?”
‘Almost. They won’t recover from this.’ Roach signed, coming over. ‘I’m satisfied, I’ll go get them to leave.’
“Good.” Rodolfo relaxed and then backed up as Soap moved forward and grabbed Roach, pushing his mask up before kissing Roach deeply.
“God, you’re gorgeous.” Soap murmured when he pulled away. “Terrifying and oh, so sexy.”
Roach seemed to giggle bashfully before he pecked Soap’s cheek and then he was practically skipping away, going back upstairs.
Rodolfo looked around the bloody basement. “So… this is where you’ve been killing everyone?”
“No.” Soap shook his head. “Just came and cleared it out, first.”
Rodolfo nodded and then turned towards the door when he heard someone coming down, watching a random party goer enter the basement. Their eyes went wide and they appeared to stumble back before they were suddenly screaming and running back up the stairs.
“Fuck!” Soap cursed and Rodolfo was quick to follow him after them, attempting to catch them before they could make it to the top of the stairs, only managing to right at the top. Rodolfo tackled them and was quick to draw one of the swords, sliding it across their throat and ignoring the way warm blood spluttered across his skin, coating it.
They gurgled and reached up, holding their throat, their eyes wide as they looked up at him. Then, Rodolfo stood and turned to look at Soap, wiping his sword on his skirt. They threw the body back down the stairs and Soap shook his head. “One oopsie.”
“I think this is our sign to just get the job done.” Rodolfo sighed, shaking his head. “How many are left?”
“Less than 20.” Soap answered and then counted for a moment. “18.”
“That’s six for each of us. Is that counting Wayne?” Rodolfo asked.
Soap shook his head. “Alright, six for each of us. How do you suggest we get them split up?”
“Hmm… I’m sure there’s some upstairs. I’ll clear that. You clear down here with Gaz, and get anyone who goes outside.” Rodolfo answered and Soap nodded.
They split up, again, and Rodolfo passed through the living room, glancing and seeing Roach was in a corner with the three alphas, relaxing. His mask had disappeared and Rodolfo was quite surprised to see Ghost was hugging Roach. All three appeared to be asking him questions, so, at the very least, they were distracted.
Why the fuck were they even there?? Why weren’t they in the fucking mountains?? He shook his head and quickly went upstairs, checking rooms. A few of the doors were closed so he looked for the ones that would be obviously occupied with frat members. As it was, he found three of them smoking weed in one of the rooms.
He went in, watching them notice him. He imagined one of Roach’s text books talking about them. The fraticous douche in their natural habitat. Smoking weed and sexualizing omegas. One grinned, her black hair plastered to her forehead. “Hey, princess, you looking for fun?”
“Maybe.” Rodolfo answered, putting on this fake giggly voice he’d heard Soap pull out when trying to get his way. He used his foot to kick the door shut behind him and went and dropped to sit cross legged in front of them. “Do you know what Wayne does to omegas?”
“Oh, don’t worry your pretty head about that.” The one closest to him said. They all appeared to share a look before he was touching Rodolfo’s leg. “Focus on that fun, instead.”
Rodolfo sighed, shaking his head. He wouldn’t feel bad, now. He supposed he’d gotten lucky finding three in one room since that was half of who he was supposed to take out. He stood and pulled one of the swords out, watching their eyes vaguely catch onto what was going to happen.
In a flash, they were moving, but the drugs appeared to have slowed their systems down so much that Rodolfo hacked the first one’s head off before he could even touch Rodolfo, swinging and stabbing the sword directly through the second, kicking them down.
He took a breath and slowly pulled the second blade back out, turning to face the third. “Do you know what Wayne does to omegas?”
“I’m sorry…” The third started to cry. “We don’t have any hand in it, we- oh god…”
“But you don’t stop him, do you?” Rodolfo stalked towards him, watching him stumble back and then hit the closet door. “Do you?” He repeated.
The third shook his head, blubbering like a baby. Rodolfo rolled his eyes. “Of course not. One day, you may even do it yourself.”
The alpha dropped to his knees. “I’ll do whatever you want. Anything you want. I can give you money, I can get you drugs, I can do anything you want…”
Rodolfo wasn’t tempted, even for a second. He grabbed the alpha’s hair and forced his head back, taking the sword and slowly pushing it through his neck until it pushed through the other side, watching the alpha’s eyes widen as he startled to gurgle and cough. “You can’t give me what I want.”
He pulled the blade out and kicked the alpha to the side, going and retrieving his first blade from the second’s stomach. She was still alive, coughing up blood as Rodolfo pulled the blade out of her stomach. “Fuck you… cunt…” She gasped out.
Rodolfo made a face. “Those aren’t very creative last words… Maybe you want to try again?” He crouched down after sheathing his blades, again. “Or… no?”
She didn’t answer, just continuing to glare at Rodolfo before her head was lulling to the side and her eyes were closing. Good. He stood fully, again, and wiped his hands on his dress, turning and leaving the room. He heard loud noises coming from downstairs and frowned, going down the stairs and seeing most everyone was gone.
He could see through the windows that people were running and as he walked through the second floor of the house, he could see several dead bodies that he recognized as frat members.
Good.
He went back upstairs, paying it no mind. He trusted his friends to have it under control and decided to check on Wayne, going to his room and opening it to find Wayne was still there. Blood surrounded his ankles and he was very very pale, but breathing. Though, hardly. He was clearly close to bleeding out so Rodolfo went over to him, grabbing his hair and making him look at him. “You could have avoided this…” He murmured.
Wayne barely looked at him, just closing his eyes.
“Rodolfo?”
Rodolfo jerked around, recognizing Alejandro’s voice, immediately. “I- Alejandro- How did you recognize me?” God, what a stupid first question.
Alejandro looked to be in shock, staring at Rodolfo. “I’d recognize you, anywhere. What are you doing?”
“I…” Rodolfo turned to look back at Wayne. “I… Alejandro, I-”
“Why are you doing this?” Alejandro came up to Rodolfo, making Rodolfo look at him. “Why?” He pushed the mask up onto Rodolfo’s head, looking right into Rodolfo’s eyes.
Rodolfo looked back into Alejandro’s, finding himself almost frozen. “He… he raped me…” He gasped out, finally. “They deserve this…”
“You’re killing people.”
“They all knew…” Rodolfo teared up. The pain, fear, guilt, everything, welled up inside him and he jerked back away from Alejandro, crying. “They’ve EARNED THIS!” He cried, gesturing to Wayne. “They fucking deserve more than this!”
Alejandro continued to stare at him with shock and it just made Rodolfo more emotional, covering his face and then screaming. He yanked his blade out of it’s sheath and turned to Wayne, about to swing, but his arm was caught. “Rudy-” Alejandro said softly. “What will killing him do?”
Rodolfo turned to stare at Alejandro, blinking a little and then he felt himself harden. “Stop him from doing it, again.”
Alejandro seemed surprised by that answer and he glanced between Wayne and Rodolfo for a moment before shaking his head. “I feel so stupid… They sent me away from that party you went to. Of course they did… Rodolfo, I’m so sorry I didn’t protect you…”
Rodolfo paused before softening. “I…”
Alejandro slowly let Rodolfo’s hand go and backed up, nodding to Rodolfo. Rodolfo didn’t hesitate, finishing the swing and cleanly cutting Wayne’s head off. He backed up as the head fell and then he was being turned around, Alejandro kissing him deeply.
Rodolfo melted and leaned into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Alejandro’s waist. They didn’t speak much after that, Alejandro guiding Rodolfo out of the house and to where the other cars were parked. Soap, Gaz, and Roach were already there, their respective alphas with them and… honestly, neither looked fazed by the blood on their omegas, either. “What do we do now?” Soap asked as Rodolfo approached. “We’ve pretty much got everyone. Turns out there was less than 18. I can’t count, who knew?”
Rodolfo couldn’t help laughing, softly, and shrugged. “Let’s torch the place and get rid of Lia.”
That’s what they did. As they watched the place burn, Soap got out a cigarette and lit it, offering it to Rodolfo, who gladly accepted it, taking a drag. “Come to my place after this…” Alejandro murmured into Rodolfo’s neck. “Please?”
Rodolfo nodded a bit. “Of course…”
“I’m guessing this is what you wanted to wait for before talking about… us?”
“Yeah…” Rodolfo winced and gave Soap the cigarette back before turning around in Alejandro’s arms. He was met with another soft kiss.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry I wasn’t there to protect you.” Alejandro murmured. “I feel so fucking guilty, I’m sorry…”
“Don’t be…” Rodolfo softened and reached up to cup Alejandro’s face, nuzzling him. “You would have protected me if you’d been there. I know.”
“I’m going to be a lot better about it now.” Alejandro agreed and then softened. “Come on, lets go…”
Rodolfo melted. “Do you guys think you can handle Lia?” He asked Soap and the others.
Soap just snorted. “Yeah, I think so. Go, go ahead.” He waved Rodolfo off and Rodolfo melted, following Alejandro to his car and getting in when the door was opened for him.
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