Volume One: I wish I was a beta (2)

[Host...be prepared. I may have chosen...the wrong minor character for you to inhabit. To be fair, though, I don't know who they are or what their plot backgrounds are, just what they look like!] The alien said nervously.

...That's comforting.

Okay, I can do this. It's just...awakening my consciousness or something. It's not like I haven't died before. Yeah. Exactly.

I opened my eyes and immediately shut them and cried out in pain as my body's nerves came alive. Pain. More pain than I could even imagine. I couldn't breathe. Oh my god.

[Soooo, character background: Damien Lee, youngest son of the Lee CEO, a big boss in X country. Basically the son of a giant, like, emperor-level player, and half-brother to the protagonist, the illegitimate son of said giant. You...are an extremely beautiful omega, and you have a...you can't speak, and you recently got in the way of said illegitimate son, which led to him ordering some of his willing beta and alpha followers, to...to...to...]

"I think I follow where you're going with that, you goddess damned alien. I can feel it, in my ass, you blue bastard. Please tell me help is on the way."

[Ah, uhmm, originally you were supposed to bleed out and die here, but seeing as we have now crossed over, I took the liberty of informing your father, so while we wait for the, uhm, help, would you like to implement the memory sequence? I would have to knock you out.]

Knock me out?

"Hit me with it, blue."

[Got it. Implementing sequence in 3...2...1... sequence implemented.]

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LEE COMPANY CEO OFFICE, THIRTY MINUTES EARLIER

Harold Lee was a happy man. Why wouldn't he be? He built a billion-dollar company from the ground up, and had a beautiful Alpha wife with whom he had four beautiful sons before cancer took her. He even found out an ex-lover of his had a son, his son, two years before his oldest, not that he'll acknowledge the spawn.

Sure, the work was a lot, but his kids made it worth it; Jackson, who was an amazing and acclaimed pastry chef with many bakeries all over the globe, three alone is A city! Sherman, who was closely following in his old man's footsteps, having built a million-dollar skincare company with stock on the shelves of every major makeup and department store. Quite the success. The third son, Aerila... well, he followed his dreams in Marine Biology. He was happy, that's all that matters. Aerila is also the only one who's settled down at present.

If he's being honest, Harold wants grandchildren. Unlike his three older Alpha brothers, the youngest Damien is studying to be a professor at C university.

But enough about that, the CEO is currently getting an important email from a certain... Blue alien.

Inside the email, was a single sentence and a video link.

The sentence was an address and the video link... well, It was something that shouldn't be videotaped or allowed in today's society. Harold didn't know what the video was, thinking along the lines of a ransom gone wrong. So, Harold, clueless about what his bastard child has done to his baby boy, opened the video link.

He was in shock, certainly, as he watched his youngest, most precious child, get dragged out of a van, tied at the wrists and ankled, with clearly tear-stained eyes covered with a blindfold, and gagged, these men likely not knowing he wouldn't be able to cry out for help either way. He watched as they fed something strange to his little boy, the one who looked so much like his mother, unlike the rest of his boys.

The video got maybe thirty seconds in before he snapped out of it and called nine-one-one, telling them the address and about the video link.

There were at least three hours left of the video...who knows when this happened.

With a heavy heart, Harold quickly left LEE enterprises, and drove, as fast as safely possible to the private hospital owned by his company, calling the three smart yet bro-con brothers and telling them... telling them... what, exactly? Certainly not that Damien had been Raped, or that it was caught on video, and that it was multiple people! He just left cryptic messages on the boy's voicemails and sent them texts demanding they come post-haste.

Within the hour, all four members of the otherwise five-person family were present and in the waiting room. Tense, and praying, because they knew not what had happened, or what the outcome would be.

"Mr. Lee?" A nurse in floral scrubs intoned.

Harold quickly stood up, "Yes, that's me."

"Great. The surgery went well. We were able to repair some of the damage to his anal canal and stopped the internal bleeding, however, there is a lot we will need to see about later on after he is out of this danger zone. We just need you to sign off on the rape kit so that we can send it to the police so they can run their investigation and see if they can find the perpetrators." The nurse said.

That's a lot, Harold thought, but he nodded and signed where she wanted him to sign.

"Great, Well, we're just taking him out of surgery, so it'll be a few hours before you can see him, but he should be out of the danger zone now." She said and left, off to do the duties a nurse does.

"Papa... A rape kit? Damien was... ra-raped?" The oldest son asked hesitantly.

The father was silent for a long, long time before he stiffly nodded. Once. Twice.

"Oh my god!" The second gasped.

"So this is why he wasn't answering my texts and invoices..." The third muttered, heartbroken.

"We...we'll need to be strong for your brother. Mimi will be having a rough time for the next few months, with the...injuries he sustained...from the accident."

"Do they know who did it?" The only daughter of the Lee household, the one from the previous marriage, the oldest child of Harold Lee, and the owner of Lee Entertainment, Susie Lee was a proud woman who had a slight obsession with her youngest brother. Just slightly.

She was always too much like Harold from her mother's perspective.

"That...the detective are going to run the DNA through their database and see if they get a match. We know it was deliberate. We just don't know who or why."

"Poor Mimi." The second mourned.

The others made signs of anguished agreement.

Meanwhile, the one who caused those who considered him close family misery was having a seemingly peaceful dream about his life, this life, every moment.

And it was a good life. Until that thieving, greedy, harbinger of evil entered poor Damien's life. Yes, everything was good until that so-called protagonist entered his life, set upon his father's throne and riches. How foolish.