After the world ended you are an omega who lives on your own in a cabin in the woods near what used to be a small town. Peace and quiet. Until four alpha's stray into your territory that is. Price hummed thoughtfully and turned to look around at the other buildings.

He turned to his team, and contemplated their next steps. "Do you think they might still be around?" Ghost spoke up finally. "Negative. I don't think whoever did this is still around." Price said as he eyed the pharmacy. "Wait." Gaz suddenly said and sniffed the air. Everyone paused, Gaz had the best nose of them all.

He felt his heart race in his chest immediately at the scent. At first it smelled like sweat and dirt but underneath that was a tangy, sour then sweet. An unmistakable smell of omega. Gaz turned to the three other alphas. "There's an omega around." He grinned. The others looked at Gaz like he had finally lost his marbles but Soap was the one to speak up and say.

"Ye've gone and lost yer mind." Gaz shook his head and grabbed Soap's wrist, forcing him to kneel down and smell the old blood. He waited for his reaction and Soap sat back on his haunches, his cold blue eyes wide. "A 'mega out here? After all this time."