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Chapter 1: Levi
The salty air invaded his lungs with a cold chill. It was their 2nd month at sea and he was doing fairly well. His crew still sleeping below as Levi took time to inspect his ship. “Tch, I have a lot to teach those newbies.” Levi spat through clenched teeth. “Good moooorrrning, Captain!” A loud and familiar voice flew through the open air. Levi’s head snapped up to see that pair of shitty glasses he saw every morning. They laid on the face of one of Levi’s biggest pains, but also as well as one of his closest and trusted friends. “Hello, Shitty Glasses.” Hanji strutted over to Levi, passing him his normal dose of pheromone medication. Levi looked down at the medication in disgust.
Levi was an Alpha. An extremely strong alpha, too. His dominant scent was too powerful for even him to contain. Most people, Alpha or Beta, either cowered in his presence or fought viciously to dominate him. “Sir, if you take the medicine now then the grogginess will subside before most of the crew wakes up,” Hanji stated quickly and curtly, trying to not show her distress at his overbearing scent. Levi could tell even for her wacky brain that his full dose of pheromones this morning was becoming too much for her. Her scent of alcohol and rain did nothing against his scent of black coffee, old leather, and salt.
Levi took the pills and swallowed them quickly. He then proceeded to his cabin to wait for the drowsiness to pass over. Levi hated this awful 30 min of his daily morning routine. His insides would burn and he felt so incredibly tired. The medication created by Hanji certainly worked, but that didn’t stop the side effect of ‘hurting like a bitch and making his skin crawl’. Levi knew it was necessary, however. His crew was almost useless when he couldn't even get them to look at him. His dominant scent would still fill every crevice of the ship but it was nowhere as strong as his natural essence.
As the drug’s side effect started to subside, Levi began his normal daily routine. First, he would shower. The idea of pirates showering made most people scratch their heads. Hanji had invented a way to convert salt water into fresh water on the ship and Levi made it a point that his crew rinsed off the sweat at the end of the day and showered in the morning. In fact, Levi’s entire ship was immaculately cleaned. If Levi hated anything more than his medication, it was dirt and grime. Most pirates would spend weeks and months at sea and never even see clean water but Levi made sure that did not happen. The thought of those dirty, grimy pieces of shit made his skin crawl even more than the medication. Levi was not a pirate for the lifestyle. He didn't pillage passenger ships to kill the men and rape the women while getting stupid drunk on stolen rum. He did it to steal from and destroy the dirty and foul Royal Military Police. The RMP most definitely ruled the seas with their big fancy ships with rows and rows of canons built with the stolen money of common people.
Only one group of pirates in this sea would actually charge their ship instead of running: The Survey Corps, otherwise known as Levi’s crew. Today they would catch up to one of the most powerful ships in the RMP fleet: Sheena. Levi’s crew heard a rumor of a treasure so incredible that they had only the best and strongest crew on the ship. Levi licked his lips at the idea of taking down this titan of a ship, and the thought made him shiver in anticipation. The treasure on board would most certainly benefit the people in Levi's hometown and Levi would give them every gold coin; well, except what they needed to survive these long journeys.
As Levi made his way back to the deck he immediately felt the prick of his first commander’s scent meeting his own. A large blond alpha, that smelled of fresh laundry and grass, appeared at the smell of Levi. Erwin Smith. He was the man who had saved Levi from his uncle when they lived in the slums. Levi's uncle, Kenny, had been training him to be an assassin for the underbelly of the underground world, but assassination training didn't always pay the bills. Levi cringed for a moment, remembering the times he was abused. He counted in his head all the dicks he would rip off when he found the men who used to ram them into him in order for him to make a few measly bucks. The same men who took advantage of him before his pheromones started scaring scum like that away. Without the use of sleeping with men and women for income, Levi had to fall back on his other greatest skill: killing. He had become a master of the underworld until Erwin had given him a way out of it.
Snapping back to reality, he made his way up to the main deck. Erwin stood tall, peering through his telescope. “Anything?” Levi asked, ready to shake up the RMP. “Good morning, Captain Levi. Ahh, yes we are less than half a day from them. We may be sooner, seeing as they will probably see us soon and turn around to greet us.” Levi smirked ever so slightly. He watched as the ship, far away, turned to greet them. It was go time.
“Some of us may die today, but we will take more from them than they will ever take from us!” Levi hollered to his crew. He looked down at the faces of his crew. They were all seasoned warriors. He knew the military police had numbers on them, but what they had in numbers, the Survey Corps had in skill. “Masks on!” Levi shouted again and his crew all began to fasten on their masks. His whole crew wore masks. They wore the mask for two different reasons. Firstly, to hide their identity. Anyone in Levi’s crew was there to help in his mission, to regain the seas and world from the RMP. If there was ever a time they wanted to return home, he would never keep someone hostage on his ship. Secondly, the masks were specially designed by Hanji. They would protect them from the alpha pheromones that Levi was about to release onto the oncoming ship. The medication in which he only took, only half of his dose today, would lose its effect in the oncoming minutes if he was telling correctly by the sun. As he looked up at the ship speeding toward them, he felt his skin light up.
The battle had begun. It started with canons, as most battles on the seas did. Levi watched as his crew expertly aimed and fired at the enemy ship. Loud noises and yelling was heard as the crew fired and reloaded. It wouldn’t be long before they would be able to board the crippled ship. Levi grabbed his rope, ready to swing across and finally begin the real battle. With one last shout of encouragement to his crew ready to follow behind him, Levi swung onto the ship.
As soon as Levi's feet hit the ground of the enemy ship he felt something he had never felt in his life: a pheromone that could conquer his own. The scent that surrounded him made him almost fall to his knees. Levi quickly regained his footing, taking on his first stream of military men. As he swung his sword flawlessly, landing every hit while dodging almost effortlessly, he tried to decipher the odd pheromones. No, it was not the pheromones of another alpha. The scent smelled sweeter, and the feeling it was giving him was different. Levi couldn’t quite put his foot on the odd sensation the scent was giving him. Levi let the pheromones once again swim through him, trying to decipher what it could be. The realization hit Levi like a brick, which coincidentally, had been thrown at him earlier. “There’s no way...” he began, startled at his own realization. As the truth of what the pheromones were hit him fully, the sounds of battle around him filled his ears and he was brought back to the more pressing matter. With the addition of this other powerful pheromone, Levi noticed the alphas aboard this ship were more violent, more possessive, and more crazed than any other alphas Levi had ever encountered.
Levi silently apologized to the poor soul of the bearer of this new powerful scent. He was about to release a powerful surge of his own dominate pheromones, knowing it would affect them most because of their dynamic. As a big scraggly faced man barreled towards Levi, he breathed out a large sigh, releasing some of the most powerful pheromones his and the RMP’s crew had ever smelt before. He suddenly felt a jolt as the other pheromone lessened dramatically, submitting to his, but only still trying to push through slightly. “Not bad,” Levi thought with a smirk on his face. Not even the strongest alphas had ever not fully submitted to his scent when he pushed it out full force. Levi saw the effects immediately. All the alphas and betas on board, including those under Hanji’s special masks, had faulted in their steps. Levi watched as his men who had the slight advantage of protection gave him a quick glare before continuing their pursuit. The military police were momentarily stunned by the sheer force of Levi’s alpha dominance. It wouldn’t last long, just enough to gain an upper hand. Now the battle would continue on a more equal footing for him and his crew.
Men on both sides were falling. No doubt that these men were protecting something worth their deaths. Luckily, most of his crew were only injured, but he caught a quick glance of two of his recently appointed crew members lying dead on the ship deck. At the sight of his dead crew, he drew out alpha rage and started to chop through men. He hardly had to exert this much power, seeing how his crew is extremely well trained and very skilled in battle, but he never wanted to see the fallen bodies of his comrades. He danced around the members of the Royal Guards crew, dropping them one by one until only a few stood fighting other members of his ship. His crew finished them off and proceeded to cheer, pulling the last of their swords out of the chest of their final victims.
Levi breathed in again through his nose. The rush of dizzying pheromones flowed through him once again. The omega that was under them was now seemingly more distressed not knowing what was happening above on the deck. It was unnerving, the emotions Levi smelt through the scent it was putting off. Levi felt a full force of uncomfortable emotions surrounding him. Fear, the terror of the unknown. Was his crew not affected? He looked up again remembering the masks on their faces. “Hanji!” Hanji’s head shot up to the sound of Levi's command. She ran quickly to him. “Yes, Captain?” she spoke in a robotic voice. “Take all but 3 of my best men back to the ship and await my command,” he ordered. Hanji looked at him with confused eyes. “But, sir, what about the search for treasu...” she was cut off by Levi. “Hanji!” Levi barked again. “Yes, Captain!” Hanji replied, “I will round the crew at once!” Levi looked at her once more. He had a look of sheer determination on his face for her to understand his next words, “and Hanji...” Levi started carefully “make sure the men you leave are betas.” Hanji's eyes had almost an instant understanding. He saw the madness in her eyes spark with the notion of a new specimen to dissect. The scent on this ship that was making Levi so incredibly dizzy was the undeniable scent of an Omega.
Omegas were all but practically extinct. Most were killed at birth. Between their heat cycles, omegas had the ability to bring even the strongest and level-headed leaders to their knees. Most omegas were ordered dead by the king and his Royal Military Police. Even those who made it into childhood hardly made it past their first heat cycle. They were slaughtered the minute they presented. Their undeniable scent made them a target. Levi and his small crew began to search the ship. “Follow me but keep a small distance,” Levi said curtly to the 3 men. They began to search the ship with him. Levi looked with disdain at the dirty door that leads to the bilge. He opened the door and was once almost brought to his knees again. The pheromone almost overtook him, but he fought back with his own and the two energies danced in the air. “Not bad,” Levi thought once again. Levi glanced cautiously inside and saw 3 cells. One held a young girl, an alpha of Asian descent perhaps? Her eyes were wild and feral. The wounds around her wrist showed she had been struggling to escape her binds.
The next cell held a young blond boy, small in stature but most definitely a beta based off of his soothing scent. The look in the boy’s eye, though, was both determined and calculating. “Bertolt, Connie, Marco! Get your asses in there and help untie them!” Levi barked out his order. “Yes Captain!” the three of them responded in unison. Levi quickly glanced at the cell of the young woman, giving her both a warning and a word of concern. “We are here to help you... Please don’t do anything that would make me regret unbinding your cuffs,” Levi said. She glared back at him but soon softened her gaze and gave a quick nod. “You too!” Levi barked at the blond who only flinched slightly at his alpha tone but proceeded to nod. Levi was impressed with the youngsters and their unwillingness to submit. Levi truly appreciated people who were willing to fight back, no matter the odds. He wondered if these kids had nowhere to return and if they would join his ranks. He always had the need of new, strong, and fierce crew. Levi continued down the dank room until he finally was faced with the final prisoner.
The prisoner in the last cell made Levi feel the need to go up to the deck and slaughter every man a second time. A young boy, maybe 15 or 16, was sitting naked in a dirty cell. Despite the obvious signs of being starved and dehydrated, the boy was beautiful, almost glowing in his cell. Levi nearly gasped when the young boy’s eyes settled on his. Green, green like an emerald. No, not an emerald. They were green like the sea, speckled with gold, like stars in the sky hitting the ocean on a starlit night. They were filled with a mixture of fury and determination, but also they were tired and slightly broken. Levi felt the need to torture any man or woman who had made this boy feel this way. Levi did not understand why he felt this sudden burning desire to protect this boy, to make him happy, to keep him safe. His entire life Levi had chuckled at the old stories of finding true mates between alphas and omegas. They were nothing but legends. The absolute scarcity of omegas and the nature of this world filled with killing and piracy made the notion of true mates ever finding each other impossible.
Suddenly, Levi felt a sudden jolt of pain on his wrist. He broke eye contact with this beautiful boy, only to watch as a beautifully intricate green and golden swirling design started to present itself. He looked up as the boy suddenly gasped, clutching his own wrist. He watched as the boy removed his own hand, revealing the same design but with inverted colors on his wrist. Levi unwillingly broke his eye contact again and inspected the boy up and down. He almost threw up. The boy was filthy, dirt and grime covered every nook and cranny of his body. He wore only a leather strap around his neck preventing anyone the ability to mate with him. However, he still had bite marks up and down his entire back. The sight made Levi’s blood boil. Someone had touched his omega; someone had defiled and forcefully took his mate. Levi opened his mouth just to a whisper. He had no desire to scare this boy any more than he was. “My name is Levi. I am the captain of The Survey Corps. What is your name?” Levi watched as the boy’s eyes went from the new marking on Levi’s wrist to his own and back to Levi’s face again, understanding also dawning on his face. Finally, with the sweetest honey-like voice Levi had ever heard the boy whispered back, “Eren, my name is Eren.”