[b][h1][color=gold]Omega: A Witch, Some Aliens, and an Old Friend...[/color][/h1][/b]

"Hey! Mike wake the fuck up!" Aaron's voice sounded muffled as Omega woke up. A quick sharp pain was felt in his side. Aaron most likely kicked him. "There you go. Wake up sleeping Beauty, because we're in some deep shit right now." Aaron said as Omega looked around to find himself sitting on the floor of some kind of prison cell.

"What the...where are we?" Omega asked as he stood up.

"I don't know. It looks like jail, but there's a lack of guards." Aaron informed. Omega looked at him in confusion before swiftly punching the bars. [i]Shit![/i] The thought echoed in Omega's mind as he withdrew his hand and shook it.

"What is that even made out of? Fuck!" Omega held his right hand in his left. Aaron just smirked.

"Idiot. I figured you would know I already tried that... So this being Conspiracy is out of the question, and it surely isn't my doing." Aaron explained to Omega who looked to the corner of the cell.

"What about her?" Omega asked as the Enchantress was seen seated in the corner of the cell hugging her legs close to her. "Enchantress! Is this you doing this?"

"Omega, riddle me this. Why would I trap myself with my enemies with no way for either them or myself to escape?" Enchantress allowed Omega to process that as she thought of no one that could be behind this imprisonment. "If someone put us here without killing us, then they need us for something. We wait till then, and then we can formulate a plan to get out and get home. By the end of this, I may need to take a break for a while." Enchantress admitted as she stood up. She could tell Aaron had something more to say.

"And if they left us here to die..? It would be a fitting death for likes of us." Aaron said this as he looked to Omega and then back at Enchantress. "Think about it. Omega and I have had the same rap sheet till recently. It's stained. And then there's you trying to make villain of the year with stuffed animals." Aaron did his research for two reasons: Recruits and weak points on his enemies. 

"If that's true, then the question is still who..." Omega wanted to say more, but he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. "Guys, I think I know who did this..." Omega said with a grave look on his face. The other two looked at him before looking towards the bars to see who would show up.

"The military..." Aaron said with a stern look, but more so to himself.

"Circe..." Enchantress whispered with venom in her tone. Omega looked down at his forearms and sighed softly.