[B][color=yellow]Omega a.k.a Michael Watts[/color][/b]

Omega looked up at the flashing lights as the alarmscenery blared. [i]Today ain't so bad.[/i] He thought as he walked to the elevator and casually took it down to the bottom floor. He hummed a tune on his way down, excited as he knew he'd get in on some good action. The moment the elevator doors opened, Omega walked through to see a few security personnel incapacitated on the floor and one of them being pinned to the wall by a woman wielding electricity in her free hand. 

"Hey, keep your hands to yourself." He advised. Before the woman could react to his arrival, her body flew into the opposite wall, then diagonally into the wall she was using to pin down her victim. Then diagonally to opposite wall again. She groaned with each hard slam as he continued to do this until her body flew towards him. She hit the ground hard, already unconscious from possibly her third contact to a wall. Sure, it was overkill, but he didn't really care as long as they lived. "See, I didn't even touch you." He said with a smirk. Before walking around her body. 

His eyes then met with the security officer. Omega'smirked smile faded before he spoke.

"Where's the rest of th-" Omega was hit from the side and across the hall by a blue concussive blast. He hit and slide across the floor with a wince. "Shit... that was awfully familiar." He groaned. Omega got up to hear an awfully familiar voice.

"You were never really good at dodging those." A deeply masked voice said as they walked up in some sort of robotic suit. It was sleek, silver, and obviously high-tech. The person walked towards Omega who chuckled.

"Not ever." Omega answered as he looked at his enemy with familiarity. "New crew?" He asked as he pinned the person to the wall with telekinesis. "You could have at least invited me, Chrome. How good they pay you?" Omega asked before a concussion blast shot out from the chest of the robotic suit. Omega grunted, his back slamming through a wall into the garage. Chrome entered the garage with his arms crossed at his chest.

"They pay me enough to get by, but your little team must be paying big money to string you along as a [i]hero[/i]. I mean, you're like the biggest metahuman douchebag I've met, and most of your kind tend to rub off that way... just sayin'" Chrome said all this as he allowed Omega to get up.

"You didn't care to think that deep down, I'm a good man?" Omega joked as he pulled Chrome into his grips and tossed him through the garage door. He jumped out the hole that was made to the outside and rolled in order to dodge a concussive beam. The two continued to fight and talk in between as they oddly caught up with each other.