Collateral Damage

By SupernaturallyLokid

Romance / Drama

Natasha's Flashback

This chapter contains rape and non-con, so if this is upsetting to you, you may want to skip this chapter.

For anyone who is not familiar with Omegaverse, it means that humans possess the characteristics of wolves. They have a human body, but they go through heats, and they have mates. They also have a pack hierarchy similar to wolves that consists of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Omegas go through heats, and only an Alpha or a Beta can mate with them. If any more clarification is needed, please feel free to drop me a PM.

Disclaimer: I do not own MARVEL or any of their affiliates. I am not making money by writing this. It is for entertainment purposes only.

Chapter One

September 2nd

Natasha's P. o. V:

I lay on my bed, silent tears trickling down my cheeks. Tomorrow is the first day of high school, which is stressful enough under normal circumstances, let alone in mine. One hand absently caresses my slightly swollen belly, thinking about the circumstances that led to the child forming in my stomach.

*flashback, two months ago*

Natasha's P. o. V:

I can feel my heat rushing through my system, flushing my skin, dilating my eyes. I know that it is to be expected. I did just turn thirteen a few weeks ago. However, nothing could have prepared me from the words that come out of my step-mother, Camille's, mouth. "You know that I am infertile. That's why I adopted you. I wish to have another child, but there is something so much simpler than adoption, now that you are maturing."

I shoot her a questioning look, wondering where the conversation is going. "I can see that you do not understand. I am going to have you bear me a child. You will conceive it, since I am unable to do so, but once it is born, I will become the sole caregiver. Mr. Richards has agreed to help me."

Mr. Richards is our neighbor. He's around 6'5", and is about 220 pounds. He always flirts with my step-mother, and I've caught him eyeing me on several different occasions. He comes out of our kitchen, his eyes almost as dilated as mine. I can see the huge bulge in the front of his pants.

A sheer sense of doom settles in my stomach, making me feel sick. "Go ahead and go to her bedroom. I will wait for you outside," my step-mother informs the large man. He nods and grabs me by my hand, dragging me to my own room. I struggle, but am no match for his brute strength. He picks me up and carries me through the doorway, closing and locking the door behind him. He places me on my bed, on my hands and knees.

"Do not move," he commands. I have no choice but to obey, his voice carrying the power of the Alpha that he is. He takes rope and ties me to the bedposts, making it so that I am unable to move. Once I am sufficiently restrained, Mr. Richards begins ripping my clothes off, overcome by the hormones in the air. I can do nothing but whimper and cry as he begins inserting his fingers into me.

When he has deemed me sufficiently slick, he removes his fingers and replaces them with his manhood. He slams into me, tearing my hymen and causing me to sob in pain. Not once does he slow, until his thrusts become erratic, and he fills me with a hot liquid. I can feel his knot swelling, locking us together. I struggle to get away from him, but it is to no avail. Any movement at all hurts my already sore channel. Defeated, I freeze, waiting for the moment to end.

About ten minutes later, I can feel his knot going down, freeing me from him. He pulls out and begins to stroke himself lazily, bringing himself back into a hardened state. He stands over me, slowly stroking himself. At last, the inevitable happens. His hot liquid spurts over my back, making me cringe with disgust. He rubs the juice into my skin, marking me, telling all other males to back away.

My shoulders shake with sobs, my cheeks burning with humiliation. When he is sure that my skin has absorbed all of his seed, he brings his teeth to my neck and bites down sharply, marking me as his. It will take the mark a few months to fade, more than enough time to ruin my life. It will never go away completely. When he is satisfied with his claim on me, he bends down again, sniffing the air.

He sniffs at my neck tenderly, and I have to bite back a snarl. He stands back up, satisfied with his work. As he unties me, he begins to talk. "Thankfully, this will not have to happen again. Your scent has already changed. You are going to bear my child." With that information, he leaves, closing the door behind him. I can hear him relaying the information to my step-mother before he leaves.

My door opens, and my step-mother sits at the end of the bed. "Really, it's for the best. You'll thank me for it, I just know it." I whip my head around, not caring that my eyes are red from crying.

"No, Camille. I will NEVER thank you for what you've done to me," I snarl, more tears coursing down my cheeks. Camille slaps me, hard. I bite my tongue to keep back an angry retort.

"I took you in when nobody wanted you. I gave you a home, food, a life. This is how you repay me? You're a selfish bitch. I can see that now, but you have served your purpose, so you may continue to live here." I shoot her a murderous look, calculating the best way to get rid of the life inside me.

"I can see that you are already planning to get rid of this child as soon as you can. As an Alpha, I forbid you to do anything that could harm this child in any way, whether it be direct or indirect. You must eat properly. You cannot endanger your life or the child's. Do you understand?" I nod, not bothering to conceal the hatred in my eyes. "Good." With that, she stands up and leaves me alone.

I grab a new pair of clothes and go into the bathroom. Once there, I lock the door and turn on the shower. While the water is warming, I examine the mark in my neck. It is a ragged mark, one that is sure to leave a scar. More tears trickle down my cheek, and I step into the shower, where I scrub my skin raw, trying to wash away the smell of the man who stole my childhood

*end flashback*

Natasha's P. o. V:

The tears stream down my face as I relive the memories. School is tomorrow, and I am already beginning to show. What am I going to do?

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