[@Wick]

[h1][b][color=yellow]"Omega"[/color][/b][/h1]

After eating a few burgers for lunch, Omega entered his office. He had been trying to delay this, but it was his office, and he needed to work. 

[color=fff200]"Paper Girl!"[/color] Omega glared at the secretary from the doorway. She looked upon Omega with unease. She had heard of his attitude and temperament, but she also remembered how he gave her a break yesterday. [color=fff200]"Name."[/color] Omega demanded.

"Name?" The secretary was confused. Omega chuckled as he took a seat at his desk.

[color=fff200]"Yeah, what's your name? I was kidding around. Gotta get the mood right if you're gonna brief me on what's going on in today's faxes."[/color] Omega informed.

"Umm... Brief?"

[color=fff200]"Yup. A brief. You read those faxes, right? So you can tell me briefly what they contain."[/color] Omega raised an eyebrow as he waited.

"Well... the Anti-Meta ammunition has been distributed across all United States government agencies and law enforcement." The woman informed. She paused to see how he would respond and he nodded to tell her to continue. "The president has finally spoken on the incident that happened here at the HQ. He says it was the outcome of miscommunication between Conspiracy and the armed forces. He seeks to speak to Tia Clark soon."

[color=fff200]"Wow, I hope she can bring me as her plus one."[/color] Omega said with a grin. He really wanted to iron some things out with the Commander in Chief.

"Meta related crime has reduced dramatically... but there is a Meta that has used this to his advantage by arming meta with firearms. That's pretty much all I've gath-" The secretary jumped as she was interrupted.

[color=fff200]"Name?!"[/color] Omega demanded.

"Liz!" She replied frantically.

[color=fff200]"No not your name. The meta."[/color] Omega asked seriously.

"His real name is unknown. He goes by The Alpha." Liz answered as she waited for Omega to say he was pretending to be so serious. His eyes narrowed as he knew who this meta was.

[color=fff200]"So he's finally out of hiding... Get me a copy of that fax. I have to scheduled flight to get to."[/color] He said as he quickly used TK to equip his suit over his uniform as he stood up.

"Yes, sir."

[color=fff200]"Omega to HQ, is there anything that is needed of me?"[/color] Omega replied on an open channel so everyone could hear. He made his way to the flight pad and did a bit of stretching. [color=fff200]"Sol, I just need you to make sure I don't die and that my music keeps playing."[/color]

[color=8493ca]"Affirmative."[/color] Sol replied.