The New Generation

A/N:Here is a new story. Yeah, for those who recognize the word \"Underground\" then you know it\'s in the Black Widower universe. This is a new muse but still my muse is a feedback whore. Feedback will definitely inspire him.

The New Generation: Part 1

It had been a girl. She\'d had Lila\'s blue eyes and her mouth was definitely Brodie\'s. Morgan had scanned her the moment she was born, she was definitely healthy in every way. It didn\'t matter. Fredo had made Mackie crush her tiny windpipe and snap her spine, in case she didn\'t die right away. It was the third baby Mackie had been made to kill. The third defective one.

Now Lila was about to have Mackie\'s baby and it was Lila\'s last chance to get it right or Mackie would be crushing two windpipes next time. Except for the extra body he\'d have to dispose of, Mackie really didn\'t care. Lila was his Omega sister, as Fredo, Brodie and Morgan were his Omega brothers. But if the baby turned out to be as defective as the previous three then obviously Lila was defective and they had no place for imperfection in their Omegan family. If Mackie and Lila\'s offspring turned out to be the firstborn of the new generation, as the leader, Fredo would have first rights to it. After all, like Fredo said, what did it matter whose spark lit Lila\'s fuse? As leader, Fredo had first rights to the only girl, Lila. The other boys only got to fuck her when Fredo was with some other girl, or as he called them, \"rags.\" Things to cum into and discard when he was finished with them.

Fredo could have easily just fried their neurons but to expend effort would imply the rags were worth that effort. It was easier to have Mackie break their necks and stuff them into garbage cans. No muss, no fuss.

Mackie was the Muscle of the family. Breaking necks and busting heads was his job. Morgan was the Healer, Brodie, the Traveler, who could teleport himself in and out of places. Lila was their Mover and last but definitely not least, Fredo, the Controller and leader of the family.

\"Make it stop!\" Lila cried out, writhing naked on the bed of their hotel room as she waited for the latest of her contractions to cease. She glared at Morgan. \"Stop the pain. You did for the last three.\"

\"Maybe that\'s what made the last three babies defective, you little bitch,\" Fredo replied calmly.

Lila clutched her belly. \"\'s got nothing to do with it,\" she moaned.

Fredo ignored her, knowing that Morgan wouldn\'t disobey him. No one disobeyed him. Lila backtalked him but even she obeyed him in the end. After all, she was knocked up for the fourth time and she didn\'t even want the first baby.

But it was never about what anyone wanted but Fredo because he gave you the choice to obey out of courtesy. If you didn\'t, he\'d MAKE you obey. And Fredo believed in the path of least resistance, taking control of resistant minds instead of just giving the telepathic suggestion to obey him. As Fredo said, \"Why tapdance when you can stomp?\"

Fredo turned to Mackie. \"Mackers, when Brode gets back with the grub, you gonna eat any this time?\"
Shit. Mackie had hoped Fredo didn\'t notice but nothing got by him. \"Sorry, man,\" he mumbled, \"just got a bug or something.\"

\"Morgan didn\'t find one,\" Fredo replied, frowning. \"If we\'re gonna win this war, I need my boys well nourished. That includes you, Mack.\"

Mackie didn\'t miss the underlying warning. If Mackie didn\'t take care of himself, Fredo would find another Omegan who would. It didn\'t matter that freaks of nature like Mackie, Lila, Brodie, Morgan and of course, Fredo, were about as common as snow in July. It had taken Fredo several years to find his family, it wasn\'t as if he\'d find other freaks so easily. But to have Fredo\'s disapproval was like having lightning strike you.

You just didn\'t survive it once it hit you.

So Mackie would just pick at the food until Fredo made him eat more. Then he\'d run to the bathroom and toss his cookies like he had been for the past month. After that, Morgan would look for the cause and find…. nothing.

Fredo was obviously losing his patience. When Brodie got back, Mackie would force himself to keep the food down. Shit, he was worse than fucking Lila. Maybe Mackie was preggers, wouldn\'t that be a scream? He had half a mind to ask Morgan to check him to see if he had a little bun in his own oven. Why the fuck not? Mackie was a freak of nature after all, why shouldn\'t he be able to do what any of the apes or dinos were capable of doing.

And talking about preggers, knocked up Lilagirl didn\'t look too hot. Way too pale. Morgan must have thought so because he was instantly at her side, checking her vital signs. \"Fredo, she\'s getting weaker.\"

\"Then fix it,\" Fredo snapped, irritated that Morgan would bother him with such details when he could just solve the problem and things would run smoothly.

Morgan took a deep breath and Mackie suddenly got the feeling that lightning was about to strike. \"I don\'t think I can fix it.\"

Fredo smiled but it was the smile of someone who\'d just been disappointed and was giving the one who failed him another chance. \"Don\'t think, Morg. Do it.\"

Morgan shook his head but shut his eyes, concentrating, hoping that what he saw in Lila\'s womb was just a mistake. He had to have read her wrong. This hadn\'t happened with the other three.

Then Lila screamed bloody murder and it was bloody murder because blood began to gush out of her cunt. She was hemorrhaging, she was gonna lose the baby.

No, Morgan realized, it wasn\'t blood, it was the placenta only it was shredded.

As if it\'d been chewed up.

Lila\'s eyes suddenly rolled white in her head and she went into convulsions, her pulse was thready. \"Fredo, Lila\'s dying.\"

Lila was a vessel. She was to be the Mother but as long as the baby survived, her use to Fredo was at its end. \"Save the baby,\" Fredo ordered softly. \"Do whatever you have to Morgan, force Lila\'s body to expel it.\" His expression hardened. \"I don\'t care if you have to shove your whole arm in her cunt and pull the little angel out. Just get that baby before it dies with her.\"

Morgan sighed, knowing Fredo wouldn\'t understand. He didn\'t have to understand. Fredo wouldn\'t be concerned with the details that the baby was almost engorged with blood, yet none of its organs were failing or hemorrhaging. On the other hand, Lila was missing blood. A lot of blood. It was almost as if she\'d bled out but she hadn\'t. If anything, it was more like Lila had been… bled.

Lila\'s whimpers were almost subvocal now, she was too weak to speak, a lost cause. Morgan hadn\'t deep feelings for Lila but she had been his Omega sister and he cared more for her than he would an ape or dino. Her eminent death was a blow to Fredo\'s vision and a waste of her life. He\'d knocked her up but there was no love or affection, just a stud breeding with a bitch. Morgan hoped the next girl Fredo found would have a better personality and that he wouldn\'t put her body through the abuse of having baby after baby like a fucking dog in a puppy mill. Perhaps if Lila hadn\'t been such a witch, Morgan would have cared more than he did. His sorrow was watching another of his kind die. There was nothing personal about it.

And he was running out of time to get the baby out of Lila\'s dying body safely.

Expel it. Fredo had told him to expel it. Morgan\'s eyes shut so he could concentrate on the inside of her body without being distracted with anything outside of it. Then he flooded her bloodstream with the hormone oxytocin, to throw her body into full blown labor.

Lila\'s body violently jerked on the bed as the baby\'s head dropped, Morgan opened his eyes and looked between her legs, the head was crowning. Now all he\'d have to do is reach inside her and pull the baby out. He went into the bathroom to wash his hands, then sat beside Lila\'s spread legs and reached over.

\"Morg,\" Fredo suddenly said, \"is it or isn\'t it?\"

It. Fredo had already made Lila\'s baby a thing, like the pillow under Lila\'s head. \"Fredo,\" Morgan replied quietly, knowing Fredo wouldn\'t care about any other facts, \"The baby won\'t survive much longer anyway.\"

\"Then kill it.\"

That meant he wanted Morgan to stop its heart while still it was still inside Lila\'s body. If he wanted Mackie to kill the baby, he\'d have told Mackie to force his hands inside her, pull the baby out and kill it the way he killed the others.

When Morgan\'s eyes narrowed in intense concentration, for a moment, Mackie could have sworn he felt the baby scream. Just the thought made him shudder. It was only because it would have been Mackie\'s baby. His flesh and blood. Even though he knew the biology involved was only a technicality and wouldn\'t even be acknowledged, it still would have been Mackie\'s baby. Even though he cared nothing for it and had only knocked Lila up because Fredo made him, Mackie must have had some genetic bond to the baby. That had to be the only reason that he knew exactly when Morgan had killed it. Why the panic and pain had sliced through Mackie like a dull knife.

Fredo wrapped Lila up in the bedsheet and scooped her up in his arms, his expression a mixture of disgust, rage and strangely, tenderness. \"I don\'t want our Omega sister stuffed in some garbage can like a rag. I\'ll see that she is laid to rest.\" He turned to Mackie. \"When Brode finally gets here, make sure you get your nourishment,\" he half-chided Mackie. Then he left with Lila\'s body, probably to go fuck some rag after he got rid of the corpse.

Mackie and Morgan\'s eyes met and they went into the adjoining room, away from the mess and the evidence that Lila and the baby ever existed. Morgan had to get away, even though the corpse was gone, the memory of what he saw burned in his brain. The ruins of the placenta. The lack of blood in Lila\'s body. And the starving baby. So hungry that it had begun to eat….

Morgan shook the thoughts out of his head. Lila was dead. The baby was dead. No use thinking about either of them anymore.

There were two beds and Mackie grabbed the bed furthest from the door, flopping down on his back and shutting his eyes. This was their room anyway; Fredo had one of the bigger rooms in the suite. Mackie felt Morgan lie on his side next to him and he opened his eyes. \"Brodie,\" he said as Morgan\'s fingers touched his lips.

\"Is not here now.\" Morgan replied before pressing his lips to Mackie\'s.

But Brodie would be there soon. The brat had purposely stayed away during Lila\'s labor and now that it was history, Mackie expected to hear that pop of air that meant Brodie had \"popped\" into the room. He had a knack of showing up any time his brother and Mackie were alone.

Still, even though Mackie could tell he was trying to hide it, Morgan was still shaken up from Lila and the baby\'s death and if this would ease any of that, Mackie wasn\'t gonna turn him away. He never did.

Mackie didn\'t know exactly when he and Morgan had gone from being alone separately to being alone together but one night when Mackie was bored and restless; Morgan showed him a way to solve both those problems. Mackie liked him anyway so he figured, why not? Ever since, whenever they were alone, one boy would approach the other – usually Morgan approaching Mackie – and enjoy each other\'s company. That was how Mackie saw it. Especially now that Mackie saw it as a good way to get off without knocking anyone up.

Morgan had been the first boy but lately Mackie found himself seeking boys out whenever he felt like having sex. Boys didn\'t make him feel like a stallion fucking some mare Fredo had in mind. And he didn\'t have to kill them afterwards to prevent his precious spunk from creating some defective halfbreed bastard.

The only time he fucked girls was when Fredo was around, for the same reason that Mackie and Morgan only satisfied their needs when Fredo wasn\'t. Fredo was quite homophobic and if he knew that two of soldiers found comfort with each other, he\'d shit kittens.

In fact, that had been his only hesitation that first time when Morgan asked if he could touch Mackie. Morgan, Fredo\'s right hand who knew Fredo better than Mackie did even though Mackie had been with Fredo longer, had said that Fredo wasn\'t really homophobic, he just saw it as jism being wasted on non-procreation.

Of course, Fredo didn\'t want them to procreate with the rags they used as cum receptacles but Mackie didn\'t dwell on that inconsistency. He just agreed to let Morgan feel him up and when his Omega brother began to use his mouth instead of his hands, Mackie decided this was a damned nice way to ease boredom and loneliness.

Like now. Morgan had lifted Mackie\'s shirt and his tongue dragged along Mackie\'s chest He moaned softly as the other boy sucked and bit his nipples, Morgan\'s deft fingers working at opening Mackie\'s jeans.

\"Sorry to interrupt,\" Mackie suddenly heard Brodie say. He was so into Morgan\'s mouth that he didn\'t even hear Brodie pop into the room. But he didn\'t miss the hostility in Brodie\'s tone.

\"You\'re not interrupting,\" Mackie mumbled and started to sit up but Morgan not so gently pushed him back down, whispering reassurances and sliding his hot hand into Mackie\'s pants. He drew in a deep breath as Morgan worked his hardening cock hard and fast, no longer caring that Brodie was in the room. Besides, it wouldn\'t be the first or last time they hooked up in front of Brodie. After all, Mackie and Morgan knew that Brodie would never tell Fredo because then that would lead him open to his own… indiscretions.

Brodie decided that being subtle wasn\'t gonna work so he sat down next to the \"lovebirds\" and started bouncing on the bed. Let\'s see them have any fun now!

Morgan knew what Brodie was doing and knew why. He also knew that unless he paid him some attention Brodie wouldn\'t give them any peace. So he raised his head to face the younger boy. Then he sat up and spread his arms. \"Commere,\" he told him, hoping if he gave in a little, that\'d satisfy Brodie for now.

Brodie crawled into his older brother\'s arms. \"Food\'s in the suite,\" he said before burying his face in Morgan\'s neck.

Mackie knew what would happen eventually so he just took off his pants and briefs and left his t-shirt on, then slipped under the covers, rolling over to face the wall. He hoped they\'d at least go over to the other bed but when he heard their lips smacking together they were still right next to him. Well, if they wouldn\'t move, he\'d just ignore them.

Mackie didn\'t always. Sometimes he liked to watch and why wouldn\'t he? As annoying as he was, Brodie was like a smaller version of Morgan, albeit with slightly more feminine features. And Mackie definitely didn\'t mind watching Morgan. Wavy blond hair, grayish eyes and a sylphlike body that he never got tired of looking at. It was only natural that he\'d enjoy watching both boys. Even when they were enjoying each other.

Sometimes he did more than watch. Which was why when one of them tugged at Mackie\'s shirt a little while later, Mackie wasn\'t surprised. And he didn\'t mind.

Mackie rolled onto his back with a sigh and he could see the other boys\' clothes tossed over the side of the bed, messily but in one place so they could get dressed real quick if they had to. He slipped his t-shirt over his head and turned onto his side, facing them. Morgan was lying on his back with Brodie\'s face buried in his crotch. Morgan\'s eyes fluttered closed, his fingers tangled in Brodie\'s hair as his brother\'s head bobbed up and down. Morgan\'s other hand reached for Mackie\'s cock, sliding up and down his shaft and soon Mackie\'s moans were joining Morgan\'s.

Mackie was about to kiss Morgan when he heard someone walking towards their hotel suite. Everyone\'s footsteps sounded different to Mackie and even though Fredo purposely tried to walk quietly, so he could sneak up on whoever he wanted, Mackie could always hear him. Even from as far as the back of the hallway corridor.

He pushed Morgan\'s hand away and grabbed at Brodie\'s hair. \"Fredo\'s coming.\"

Morgan swore and Brodie got up from between his legs. \"How long\'ve we got?\"

Mackie was already putting on his jeans and kicking his briefs under the bed. \"About enough time to put shirts on and get under the covers of the next bed.\"

They didn\'t question that Mackie heard Fredo or how he knew it was Fredo; all his Omega brothers knew that Mackie\'s hearing was as sharp as he was strong. Unlike the other Omegans, although he had some psionic ability, most of Mackie\'s Gifts were physical: above average strength, hearing and sense of smell. He also moved very fast.

Mackie was the first member of the family. Fredo had found him about three years ago, had actually gotten into a fight with Mackie and nearly had his hand crushed before he grinned and told Mackie how special he was. More special than Homo Superior. Definitely more special than Homo Sapien. Fredo and Mackie were the next step up on the evolutionary ladder. Homo Omega.

Homo Omegans had powers and abilities the lower races didn\'t. Fredo was a mega-telepath who could easily make anyone do anything he wanted them to. He said that Mackie\'s preternatural physical Gifts were the equivalent of Fredo\'s psionic Gifts and that Mackie would be more happy with his own kind.

Mackie jumped at the chance. Especially since his father kicked him out for that very reason. Only he had a different idea of what Mackie was becoming as soon as he hit puberty a little before Fredo made his appearance. And it wasn\'t a good thing.

\"Demon! Monster!\" his father had hissed in fear and disgust, \"you killed her!\"

His mother. Who died having Mackie.

\"You have the fevered blood!\" his father declared. \"Evil, fevered blood.\"

Blood that had been in his father\'s family for generations. Blood that ensured that Mackie would go insane, just like they did. It was his father\'s fault but Mackie was the one who had it, not his father.

But Fredo reassured Mackie, told him he was a god, not a monster and that the old generation had to die so the next generation would live. The first order Fredo ever gave was for Mackie to kill his father and with a turn of his wrist, Mackie easily snapped his father\'s neck. Except for the biological bond he had to his father that made it easy to sense when his father died, Mackie really felt nothing at all.

They found Morgan and Brodie when Fredo saw Morgan heal Brodie after Morgan\'s younger brother had been stabbed in the chest. He saw how quickly the wound closed a wound that would have easily killed Brodie if Morgan hadn\'t stepped in. Then Fredo saw Brodie teleport. Two Gifts that were very rare. Fredo decided they too were Homo Omega and when offered them the chance to join his family of brother and sister Omegans, the brothers didn\'t hesitate. Neither did they hesitate to kill their parents and little sister. Even in a world where psionics were the rule rather than the exception, Morgan and Brodie were looked upon by their family as freaks. They liked it when Fredo said that it was great to be a freak of nature, to embrace it instead of run from it.

Lila was the last member of their family. Fredo discovered her \"throwing\" some garbage cans at a man she was running from. Another rare Gift. She\'d been more than glad to join the family, especially because she\'d been living on the streets. Unless it was used for criminal purposes, telekinesis could only get a girl of fourteen so far.

She also fell for Fredo\'s charm and his looks and Mackie couldn\'t blame her. Fredo could be very charming and was more than easy on the eyes. He kept his hair cropped but Mackie could tell it was black. His eyes were dark piercing pools of chocolate framed by sooty eyelashes. Like the others, his build was on the slight side but Fredo figured that it was a characteristic for the new generation. To look weak so their enemies would underestimate them.

Lila was Fredo\'s girl from the moment she joined her Omega brothers.

Morgan made his move on Mackie the moment Lila became Fredo\'s girl. Mackie sussed that Morgan seduced him because he looked a little like Fredo. Black hair with eyes almost as dark. And he almost had the same coloring as Fredo, only Mackie\'s was more like honey and Fredo\'s was more beige. But they resembled each other that Fredo had assumed that Mackie was Latino like he was. Nope. But it didn\'t matter enough to Mackie to correct him. If he wanted anything to do with that part of himself he\'d never have Anglicized his name to Mackie from Mak- no! He didn\'t exist anymore. He was Mackie. Period.

Now Lila was gone, along with Fredo\'s vision.

As he heard Fredo get closer, he remembered Fredo\'s not quite warning and went into the suite to grab something to eat. Brodie could only teleport what he was in physical contact with so Food-to-go in a big bag was the easiest he could steal. Just the smell of it made Mackie\'s stomach roil. Especially the hamburger that was so fucking overcooked that it probably tasted like rubber. Fuck no. He reached inside the bag and grabbed a bag of fries, that had to taste halfway decent. Lately nothing seemed to.

Maybe taste wouldn\'t matter so much, tonight. Mackie grabbed the fries, one by one and shoved them into his mouth. The salt was tasty as hell but the fries themselves felt weird in his mouth, kinda mealy. He forced himself to chew and swallow them, hoping that they wouldn\'t come back up.

To no avail. And of course, it was just when Fredo walked into the suite that Mackie had to go down on his knees and puke his guts out in the bathroom. Fuckity fuck fuck fuck.

It was so frustrating because it wasn\'t that Mackie wasn\'t hungry, he was fucking starving but knowing he\'d only throw it back up took the magic out of eating. And lately he was getting this weird feeling of being hungry but for something else. Didn\'t know what the something else was but it sure as hell wasn\'t regular food.

Maybe Mackie\'s body was forcing him to go veggie. Nah, if anything he could swear his body was craving meat. But not the shit from Food-to-go. Way too greasy. Way too cooked.

Fredo\'s voice resonated in the suite and made Mackie\'s head pound. \"Mackers, get the hell over here.\"

Mackie steeled himself and rose to his feet shakily. He splashed cold water on his face and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Mackie\'s face looked drawn and haggard, in other words, as shitty as he felt. Mackie took a deep breath, exhaled, then walked into the suite where the hastily dressed Morgan and Brodie were already waiting with Fredo.

Lovely.

Morgan took a quick glance at Mackie, noted the sickly, greenish tinge to his face. Another thing he couldn\'t fix. The poor kid was definitely sick with something but the only thing Morgan saw that could even be called unusual was that Mackie was extremely anemic. He told Fredo and that was why the leader was on Mackie\'s ass about eating.

But Fredo must not have been super concerned with Mackie\'s appetite because he was in a good mood and not just in a just-got-laid good mood. That could only mean one thing….

More Omegans. \"I\'ve been hearing rumours about a place offering protection for Mutants,\" Fredo told them. \"They call themselves the Underground.\" He grinned. \"Gotta hand it to them, they\'re brilliant. Instead of going out and seeking them as we\'ve done, they have the Omegans come to them. Cherry picking the diamonds from the coal.\"

The three other boys nodded, knowing that wherever this Underground was, they\'d be there by tomorrow.


So.... should I post more? Let me know if you like!