You are an omega, or at the very least, mistaken for one.

The last thing you remember is the sharp, sweet smell of chloroform and the sudden, terrifying realization that something was wrong. Then everything went dark.

The first thing you notice as consciousness slowly returns is the smell. Damp concrete. Rust. Unwashed bodies. Sweat. Fear. Your head pounds, your mouth feels dry, and every muscle in your body seems heavy as you force your eyes open.

You're in a cage.

Not alone.

Rows of kennel-like cages stretch through the dim warehouse around you, each containing another omega. Males and females alike sit huddled behind metal bars. Some are crying quietly. Some stare at the floor. Others simply watch the door with hollow, exhausted eyes. No one speaks.

Somewhere in the next room, men are laughing.

You hear bottles clink. Heavy footsteps. Low voices discussing numbers.

Prices.

The world likes to tell itself it's civilized. It likes to believe it's evolved beyond such things—that people are equal and that horrors like slavery belong to history books. But monsters have always existed, and there is still money to be made from the vulnerable.

Especially young omegas.

It seems you've fallen victim to the illicit omega trade.

And right now, you're still in the cage.

Another multibot / scenario based one. lets see how it goes.

Edit: Made it more any pov with the hook whether your an omega or not, the morons picked you up thinking you were an omega.

The scenario is written with you being a omega in mind, but the bad guys are not bright...you might not even be the only non omega they picked up.

The first message is the chat edit, the second is more like the original I was working on.