JeonJa's Flashback III

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I thrashed around under Jiner's grip and tried to negate the flashing agony, but all of it was of no use. I couldn't fight it away, I just couldn't.

"You feel that?!" I heard Toga shout over my own howling, "That pain you feel is nothing compared to what you will feel if those b*tches take you up as their slave. Being an omega is a curse if you can't win against the weakness, the inherited smaller frame, the useless soft muscles... You have to become strong, reach the top don't you? Don't you want your family to have peace, don't you want the world to know how wrong they are?"

"I-it hurts," I cried, feeling something warm dripping down my face, warm blood...?

"Yeah it does, but you have to stop complaining, pain is your enemy, pain is not what you want in your future. So get back up! Fight it!"

"...I c-can't."

Toga seemed to have paused, splashing cold water over me with how harsh his aura deflected against my skin. I had never imagined him to be this evil when training a kid.

"Claw out his stomach Brother Jiner."

And again, I was drowned in a terrible pain, my stomach pulsing with anguish. I screamed.

"It hurts, p-please m-make it stop!" I cried, feeling my own blood pooling around me. It was making me dizzy, like I was slowly dying.

"STOP WHINING AND GET THE F*CK UP!! FIGHT IT!"

I couldn't.

"Fight it kid, fight us, draw in your strength, you can survive it, you are a little warrior aren't you?" I heard Jungaba ask me kindly, he was just the opposite of his mate, who was trying to kill me in the name of training.

I couldn't...?

"Don't go dying on me bunny boy," I heard Jiner speaking to me this time, knowing he had turned back to his humanoid form, I no longer felt the pressure on my chest. "This is all for you JeonJa, to shape your 'will'. Our pack training is much more severe, but you would not be able to handle that. We just want to shape your fear into weapon, and shape your emotions into your strength. You are scared right now, and the pain is beginning to make you numb, but what would you do if worse is to come. Shape your mind, shape your honor and pride, resist defeat!"

"I c-can't."

"Yes you can," Jungaba stated, "Toto went through a worse phase in his childhood even though he was a beta, he literally died, he was tortured and… r*ped continuously for years."

I didn't understand what 'r*ped' meant, but just hearing the tone of voice gave me enough clues.

"What you feel is only the tip of the iceberg" Jungaba continued with deep sadness hidden beneath a layer of strength, "So get up, if you can do that even through all the suffering, then you would no longer be an omega, your 'mental will' is what we want to strengthen. Sadly, 'Omega' has become a term for those who are considered weak, those who can't handle a fight. So mentally and physically you have to be firm, only then could you survive in this world. Make your family proud of you, let them know that you would become strong for them."

Strong for them, become strong for them.

I took in a shaky breath and tried to move my hands, but the excruciating torment didn't let me.

"Try again," Toga sneered down on me. But something in his voice was different, and it caught my attention.

I tried again, but couldn't move.

"Gain control of your body, make it submit to you." Toga told me, his voice still different.

"I can't." I whispered out softly, my breathing labored, my consciousness on the verge of fading.

Toto chuckled with disappointment, "So you were just another omega then."

Now that statement actually made me angry for some reason, it hurt me to hear him say that. "I... am... n-n-ot."

"Then fight." Toga's voice infiltrated my mind, clear as a crystal. And I finally understood why he sounded so different. His tone was guilty, as if he himself was suffering through me, yet was also full of hope, hope for me.

And that expectation he had from me snapped me out of my trance. I had to fight.

So taking in a deep breath, I pushed my body past my limit, siting up... but ready to hurl out blood.

A strange feeling engulfed me though, making me feel warm and tingly. It felt similar to my mother's spell sphere, when she would make her hands glow and spread the same glow around me, whenever I was hurt. The glow always healed me, imparting its warmth into me.

I couldn't see but could hear the steamy scent encasing me, it smelled like Jiner. "J-Jiner?" I gasped.

"Shh, you did well bunny boy, now go to sleep, you won this round."

And I did go to sleep straight away, unable to handle any more pain.

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Back to present

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"Damn, I never thought brother Toga was that scary," Yuga mumbled, his eyes wide and mouth gaping as he spoke, "No wonder you are tough, but I never took him as a person who would go to such lengths just to teach someone. The one I see now is always giddy and kind."

I sighed, "Yes, he has yet to fight us, he isn't serious when we spar with him. Neither are Jungaba or... Jiner, though Jiner just avoids us and keeps himself busy with food."

"I have to agree, from what I hear of them, they are far more powerful and dangerous, like I never thought they would do that to a mere child. What else did they do?"

"Tortured me the entire week, but Hoba never did that, only Jiner and Toga went to those lengths. Jiner doing what his brother suggested. They taught me spells and a few sparing tricks, but they left soon after, so I couldn't learn anymore from them."

"Then how in the world did you learn that shadow element of yours?" He asked with interest.

"Secret."

He smirked, "Okay, but I have to say, it is a miracle you survived."

"I know right, it was hell. They would kick my ass, heal me and then kick my ass again. But you know... I never hated them, they were only doing all that for my own sake. Because of them I changed, totally changed, for good."

"Well, after that depressing talk, I want to enjoy my day, so let's just enjoy the marketing trip."

I nodded, agreeing with him.