Omega: A Witch, Some Aliens, and a Lost Friend...

After a few hours, the Enchantress exited the pod she was placed in to find Omega leaning against the wall in silence. His arms crossed at his chest as he thought deeply. She knew he was thinking of Aaron and their past. Her identity was the last thing on his mind. She had no idea of what to say to him. He spoke first.

"Finally awake? Let's get ready to go. Talking to that judge on my own was a mess without you, but what I could get from him was that they'd supply us with a ship that could get us home and that we had won some kind of prize." Omega explained. He walked over to Enchantress who was just sitting up and reached and hand out towards her. She took it and Omega helped her out and onto her feet.

"I'll get more of the details when we actually see the judge again."

"If he's still here. The other groups are gone and kind of pissed that they lost." Omega smirked. "Guess what though. Now we're registered as participants of the War Pits. Our planet, I mean. It makes it less likely for us to be attacked Independence Day style."

"Well that's good. You just have to worry about me then. And probably the military too."

"Yeah, we'll get to that when we touch down. We'll probably land at some random location, so we'll have a ceasefire till we get back in the groove of things." Omega joked.

"Yes, I need to really ground myself before I get back to hitting your team with everything I have... Now what about June?" Enchantress asked as her hair went from blonde to black while her irises went from blue to a dark green. Omega stared at the woman who awaited his answer.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Omega said before nodding his head toward the medical wing exit. The two left, Enchantress with a hopeful smile. It did not take too long for the two to board the ship that had been loaded with loot found to be intact from the arena along with a spearhead with writing that Omega could not read. Enchantress explains that it is a beacon that signals a challenge has been made for the War Pits.

With a few grateful words from the judge, the two left and headed home. It would take some time, but they were finally on their way.

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Jesse looked at Wicked when it was told to her that she must dress properly for Pixie's funeral; right eyebrow arching.

"You are surely mad if you believe I will attend the funeral of a comrade whom I am accused of being in part responsible for their death.

There is only so much I can be expected to endure; isn't it enough you've crippled and blinded me?"

She walks over to her closet and draws out her space suit. Then she begins dismantling it's comms package an transponder.

"I believe I have had quite enough psychological and emotional torture.

It is on you that fault lays for this.

I see with some regret her loss but to me she was basically a stranger as are all of you who've just arrived and......and acted as if I were a unique addition who is not a part of your lives." she bites her lip and seems to be trying to rip her space suit in half.

"As much as I try I am unable to become more than a stranger who lives here; the weird kid at best.

I am aware of how odd I seem, how strange I am emotionally; I was not raised as a child as any or most of you. No one cared if I was lonely, if I was in pain, exhausted.

I was Drifter, no one called me Robin ever again or Jesse" tears flow from eyes so emotionally cold it's surprising they don't fall as ice crystals.

"I was never normal because it was unnecessary in training a weapon.

I wasn't allowed to be afraid, I wasn't allowed to fail, to quit because it hurt.

If I got too close to my guards they were transfered.

My body wasn't that of a little girl but a biological machine into which they pumped drugs, implanted with machines, exposed, irradiated, not human." she pauses and laughs mechanically

"Like my freedom my humanity an illusion shattered and broken; not permitted.

I was only Drifter and as long as I performed I was rewarded with praise as Drifter.

My true name if ever there was one because I am a ship with no rudder, a Castaway.

Humans have names not designations, names like Jessica Robin Winchester not Drifter.

What a tragedy, right?

I'm making no excuses for my attitude, seeking no sympathy just curious why everyone expects me to act normal when it is obvious I never was by design.

Now quit being so unaware of the fact not Homo Sapien or that I as a Primal Elemental I am basically a demigod even if a young one.

And I say that explaining that I do not think I am a deity only that I could be mistaken for one."

Drifter looks down and hurls her space suit to the floor. Then she lifts her wrists before her eyes focusing on the inhibitors with an intensity that is palpable.

Wicked looked at her "WE call you Jessica. WE don't treat you like a weapon. WE treat you like you are one of us even though you clearly don't want to be. We want you to be part of the family. Pixie was not best friends with the girls. She was Velocity's best friend. We all cry for her and if it had been you we would cry for you as well. I was not here but I know that Shiver tried to be closer with you. You frustrate her with your "I'm better than everyone attitude." You are no better than the rest of the team. It is your attitude that needs adjusting and part of that is because you were treated as a machine and part because of your age. Now, you need to settle down and pay your respects to your fallen teammate who would have shown up and been respectful if you were the one in the casket."

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"You continue to define me by your standards labeling me as if you understand me then you once more attempt to enforce your views of right and wrong in me, to assert dominance.

I refuse to submit, I refuse to play.

Beat me I am helpless, but remember this will not remain the case as long as I live. It changes nothing.

I will not attend the funeral of Pixie a girl I didn't know and am accused of being in part responsible for's death. Force me to attend and I will be forced to display at what you consider a sacred ritual my own observation that it is like bidding farewell to organic disposal.

I don't care when I die what is done with my body or if tears are shed in my memory, in fact I would consider it a waste of your time because I shall be no more, kaput!

I could careless if you turned my corpus over to Necro pervs." Says Drifter with all the emotion scrubbed cleanly away from every word.

Gone now is the unnecessary personal of Jesse as Drifter begins queuing up every scrap of mental processing to various stratagem or specialized Willpower charges.

She is in effect blind to her domain but her memory and focus substitute normal observations that serve as models of predetermined events which will be acted on the moment her power returns.

Wicked closed her eyes a moment and sighed. "Shiver, Jessica refuses to come to Pixie's funeral and no longer wants to be part of the team." Shiver was in the jail cells about to take Sigma up. At least she was respectful of Pixie's death. Shiver dropped her gaze to her own shoes. "Mom, I don't know what to do with her. You decide. She refuses to try and I give up." Wicked looked at the young mutant who thought of herself as a machine and was as cold as one. "You are not to take anything that the HQ has provided you. None of the uniforms that they gave you or gadgets. You leave only with what you came here with." She took the bracelets off of her. "If your true desire is to leave then go."

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Omega

It had been several hours, or at least that is what Omega perceived. The ship was moving fast and he and Enchantress had talked about a lot. They both pondered on the different beings they had come to contact with. The chuckled about the judge having no eyes whole being a judge of the battle. Omega shared the story about his first contact with the Etrisians and how they had been in Panama. He talked about missing Sol's vast knowledge. The Enchantress listened to the man speak, and noticed that he was starting to talk about everything he missed back home. He spoke of the food, people, and even those he called friends. The woman could not relate fully to him. In honesty, she enjoyed her time spent with Aaron and Omega and she would miss that more than Omega missed his home. She imagined if they had decided not to go to the War Pits and instead tried to find another way home. It would have been a longer adventure, and who knows if they would ever return. The trio would have each other with no complications on who fought for who or who was what to someone else. Their goals would be the same, and they'd need each other until they reached it. The Enchantress began to tear up at the thought, but tried hard to hold it back until she saw Omega doing the same as he had been speaking about Aaron.

"He saved us. He called you a hero at the moment that he became one as well." The Enchantress as she was able to hold back her own sadness. "We may end up enemies as soon as we touch ground, but I'll never forget what you did for me... When I finally tear your base to the ground, I'll make sure the gym stays intact." She joked about what Omega had said previously when the three were captives. Her attempt to lighten the mood caused Omega to smile and wipe his tears away.

"I look forward to it." He said softly saying exactly what he said when she had threatened him before. The ship began to rumble violently as the two entered the atmosphere. "You remember what to do right?" Omega asked in response to the break in the atmosphere.

"Yeah" Enchantress held out a gauntlet from an Etrisian's armor. "Seeya from the other side." Enchantress said as a blue portal opened.

"I'll seeya." Omega said back as she entered the portal. It disappeared behind her, but not before looked back to smile at him. He smiled back, and then looked ahead as the ship continued to crash down. There was nothing on board that communicate with anything on Earth, so he sure his ship would be shot down, especially at the speed he was traveling in. "Here we go." He said with a sigh as his suit's helmet unfolded over his head and face. He stands up as the ship continues to dive before focusing on using his ability to keep the ship from falling as fast. He wished he had Sol, but his own brain would have to do the thinking this time. As ship slowed, Omega could already imagine the press and military force outside.

"Please don't shoot me while I'm in this fucking ship. I'm just landing." He mumbled before hearing the ship tremble lightly signalling the landing. He could hear a male voice speaking over a megaphone. He sighed and then smiled under his helmet as he moved to exit the ship.

He could see all the eyes and weapon barrels on him. He allowed his helmet to fold back to reveal his face and took a breath of fresh air. The military lowered their weapons, while the press rushed towards the ship. People shouted questions at him, which made him take a step back.

"I uh, just need to know how to get to San Fransisco from here." Omega said. The man did not even get an answer until he asked several more times and answered several in between. He mentioned that he had been captured and taken off planet, but claimed he was alone and fought his way back.

Within the hour? Omega was carrying the ship he arrive in on his back as he arrived at the HQ. He flew by a landing pad, and set the ship there before landing beside it. The guards looked at him in awe, but did not have much to say as he stormed into the building. From the roof, he entered R&D allowing his helmet to fold back into his collar.

"Glitch... Don't ask. I'll fill you I, but I just gotta let you know that I hit the fucking jackpot." Omega said with a confident smile. Yes, Omega did not greet anyone when he got back... Instead, he got straight to business. He then looked to an engineer. "Hey, you, got any spare comlinks. I know you guys make them." Omega said as he hijacked the R&D intercom. Omega cleared his voice into the intercom before speaking.

Sigma, who was waiting on Shiver to get her out smiled in glee as she recognized Omega before he even said a word.

"Ha! Take it off!" Sigma said as she held out the power nullifying bracelet.

"Attention to all members of the team. I'm back and ready to continue being the co leader. I don't want any welcome home parties or yelling at me. If you need me, I'm in R&D." Omega announced to the entire HQ.

@Wick@RumikoOhara@POOHEAD189@King Tai@BlackPanther

Shiver heard Omega through her comlink. Shiver smacked Sigma's arm down. "NO! He is not taking it off." She turned and looked at the guard. "Thank the GODS you are back!" "Who would ever have thought I would be so happy to see you? Change quickly we have a funeral starting in 10 minutes. Pixie was killed in battle. Her family is here ready to go to the cemetary." She looked at Sigma. "Your adopted sis here has been spying for the other side. That is why she is in anti meta gear and in a prison cell."

Wicked Frost walked by and said, Shiver I let her go." Shiver nodded. "Ok, thanks Mom." She sighed in defeat. "Oh cousin we got my mom back. She is Wicked Frost now not flame. Her powers are different and she was brought back by the creator. My Dad is around here too. Out consoling the grieving mother no doubt." Shiver watched Enyo and Ro'kun together and smiled. "At least someone is happy today." Shiver smiled when Cal appeared at her side.

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Omega

As the comlink was placed in his ear, Omega heard Shiver first. He listened to her speak on what the Enchantress informed him of. The news of Pixie's death caused him to frown, but due to his lack of interaction with her, he only felt bad for the girl.

"Yeah I know, but Sigma tricked our biggest enemy as well. I'll fill you in later." Omega replied. Shiver continued. Calling him "cousin" made him cringe a bit. "Don't call me that. We're adults. I'm Omega or Mike." He settled this on his own. "And a part of me is glad to have Wicked back." Omega said plainly before he paused for a moment. "I'm not going to the funeral. I'll visit her on my own time." Omega responded before looking at some workers. "Let's move some stuff." He said to the group before they followed him outside. "Hey Jess. Happy belated birthday!" He added over comms as the sudden view of the sky reminded him of her.

@Wick@RumikoOhara

Ro'Kun gave Enyo a wink, and then slid off the bed, telling her he'd be right back. He decided to head on over to see Omega, now that he was back. He didn't really know where the dude had gone, but then again, many things seem to happen around Ro'Kun that went past his radar. No one told him anything! "Hey fella" he said as he strode into the room, hands in his pockets. "So...where were you the past few days or so? Or weeks? Gotta be honest, my head is a bit jumbled."
It was then he noticed the workers. "You needing moving help or something?" he asked as he raised a muscled arm. "You know, I kinda got super strength."@FunnyGuy@Wick

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As soon as the shackles effects are wear off Drifter is surrounded by flying metal that erupts from every location in her room she had hidden it. Her space suit is on her body an sealed so quickly only those with good combat senses could perceive it didn't simply teleport onto her.

Then there is a thump of EMP which blinds all but the shielded cameras and cuts down the range of all comms.

Her voice comes from her external which exists only because she insisted the squints install it and makes her voice sound cold and artifical.

"I will prevent you or anyone of ever exploiting another Meta child ever again.

I shall gather my brothers and sisters and make of them a clan able to punish those who seek to harm or treat us as property.

Beware the future wrought by Fools"

Her windows explode from their frames just moments before she took flight and flew away hugging the earth at near super sonic speed.

Omega

Omega smirked at Ro'Kun when seeing him. He did not think he would be so glad to see the guy that made him chuckle every now and again. When he volunteered to help, Omega nodded.

"Sure thing. It might..." Omega stopped pulled his comlink off as it screeched from Jessica's disturbance. "What the. I think they gave me a defective comlink." Omega said with a frown. Henchantress placed his comlink back on and motioned Ro'Kun to follow him. "So you're not going to the funeral? Shiver mentioned there only being ten minutes to be ready." Omega said as the he, Ro'Kun and a few engineers headed up to the landing pad by using the stairs. "Oh and me being gone. I was kidnapped by aliens. I could have used you out there." Omega was smiling, but was being honest. Ro'Kun was a great fighter, but sadly it was not like the man was able to hand pick his company. In the back of his mind, wondered why Jessica had not answered him back. He wondered if she was out and about like usual. He had no idea what had been going on in this building for the days he was gone, but he would allow himself to be filled in due time. He had many questions, but he was not anxious enough for immediate answers.

@POOHEAD189@RumikoOhara

Shiver and the others attending the funeral got back and the first thing she did after handing Sigma back into her cell was change clothes and go up to R&D. Seeing Omega and Ro'kun there she smiled. "Where have you been? My Dad was able to see that you, Alpha and The Enchantress were taken off of the planet by a ufo but he couldn't find where you guys went. I'm glad you are okay." She gave him a hug and looked around. "So where did you guys go? Catch me up on what happened."

"Oh and guess what? You are going to be an uncle. Cammy is preggers and she and Miles are getting married sooner rather than later."

Wicked Frost came up to R&D. She held out her hand "Hello Coheed, I'm your Aunt Wick. That was not me that you met before so I just wanted to let you know I am me this time." She smiled and hugged him. "I'm also sorry for all that happened to you as a child. I should have done things differently to prevent the things that happened to you."

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Omega

Omega had been talking to Ro'Kun about his past several days. He started talking about the lizard-like aliens that wore this heavy space armor, and then about how he had to fight in a space colosseum to get back. He did not mention Alpha or the Enchantress however.

"...And that's how I got all of this!" Omega said as he opened up the ship that was cluttered with alien gizmos and souvenirs. He, Ro'Kun and the others that were there to help, carried the tech out and stored as much as they could carry in the first trip. When Ro'Kun and Omega dropped some of tech down into R&D, they got ready to grab some more. The two only made it so far before beine approached by Shiver.

When Shiver showed up in the stairwell by R&D, he turned to look at her blankly. He was trying to figure out how ticked off he was at her, though the last conversation he had with her was about him making up with Cambria in which he declined. He took a silent breath before she began to speak funneling information into his ear like a hose. As he tried to remember the cover story he thought up, Shiver hugged him suddenly.

The look on his face could only be read as uncomfortable, and luckily Shiver did not seem to catch it before his eyes fell on another female. Her sudden arrival caused him to completely block out what Shiver said about Cambria. At first he assumed she was a new addition to the team that arrived while he was away, but then she spoke. His eyes furrowed from her using three out of six words she used in her first sentence. Coheed... aunt... Wick. He watched her closely even thought she had explained who she truly was. When she hugged him as well, he took a deep breath and politely withdrew from her hug.

"I appreciate the apology, but there's no need." Omega said somewhat coldly. "Thanks for making me who I am." Omega then turned to Ro'Kun. "Let's grab the last of tech. Then I should be able to take the rest to my room." Omega continued up the stairs.

@Wick@POOHEAD189

Amelia had actually shown up at the funeral even though such events always made her feel uneasy.

She wore all white a color that for her was funeral colors and black more used by secret societies which was part of the reason she distrusted the servants of the Vatican.

Once it was over she went to her lab and melted into her chair after redressing herself as a Doctor. She was emotionally exhausted, her heart ripped out because once more she had to sit by and watch helplessly as a child of her bloodline was hurt.

She had to or by connection to her they would have experienced even worse lives as enemies and power hungry government's and individuals tried to exploit them.

Then sighing she picked up her private Cell Phone and dialed up a number she'd recently obtained.

When the person she was calling answered she had to smile as they spoke with the accent of Ur her birth city in Arcadian.
"Mother of Rivers how nice to hear from you, I've just arrived at Half Moon bay"

Evergreen exhaled then answered.

"You were right, she's gone and please call me Amelia"

"Believe me when I say that I take no joy in being right.

Well in the end she did get one thing she wanted; Freedom.

May I ask how it happened?"

Evergreen thought over the request and the ethical question of internal events.
"They put her in cuffs"

Eli inhaled audibly on the other end of the phone but Amelia had no trouble picturing the grandchild of Pietho her old friend's expression.

"Damage level?"

"Surprisingly little and that worries me more because it shows how more remote she is becoming.

She's hurt but won't show it because it displays weakness." says Amelia sadly

She's shocked when Eli laughs an says
"Wonderful!"

"Sorry if I fail to see the positive Eli could you enlighten the blind?" asks the puzzled doctor

"No foul means no legal claim.

Sure it damaged her more but Jessel is a resilient personality.

Who else could be treated like she was an actively care less about vengeance?

Give her about a week and she'll pop up somewhere in this world.

Do we have your permission to approach her?" (Vengeance is reference to Lively Island and the Agency that used her as Jesse's thoughts of Vengeance for recent events are and will remain unknown)

"Yes and tell your grandmother I owe her Blood Price" answers Amelia

"Yes Mother of many Rivers"

"Farewell child of the Silver Tongue" giggled Amelia picturing Eli with her grandmother's playful teasing expression.

Then she hung up the phone and crushed it underfoot.

Ro'Kun was busy helping Omega haul his stuff, still contemplating all the shit that had happened to his bud. He didn't even understand half of it! Oh well, 'least he could help a friend and had some gist as to what had been going on. He told him he wasn't going to the funeral because he felt like he might mess something up there. Shiver walked up at that point, and her and Omega had an awkward meeting as usual. Speaking of Ro'Kun being clueless, he had no idea what had really gone on between them. SPEAKING OF BEING CLUELESS, HE HAD NO IDEA HOW HE GOT HIS CURRENT GIRLFRIEND.

"Let's grab the last of tech. Then I should be able to take the rest to my room." Omega said, and continued up the stairs.
Ro'Kun turned to him. "Huh? Oh ok, cool. Hi Shiv!" he said, and grabbed the last pile of tech before following Omega.
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Enyo entered the HQ and slipped her heels off of her feet. She rounded the corner and went to change her clothes. She had heard that Omega was back. Whoop dee doo! she thought to herself. Why should she care about that? He was a jerk like 90% of the time. She wasn't going out of her way to see him. Entering her room she found a note on her bed. She picked it up and she looked like she had seen a ghost. She sat on her bed and closed her eyes. What a sucky day.

A little later Enyo appeared and she went to find Ro'kun. "Ro'kun? Where are you?" she said into her comlink. "Can you come with me a minute I need to talk to you."

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Ro'Kun set Omega's stuff down where it was needed, then heard his comm go off. "Oh, sure!" he said, then headed back to his room where he last saw Enyo. Of course he told Omega he had to go first. He poked his head in, giving a smile.
@Wick

Omega

After getting all the alien tech moved off the ship, Omega informed R&D that they could keep the whole ship as well. With several souvenirs floating behind and around him, he gave a machine salute to the engineers that helped him out and saw Ro'Kun off.

Omega then headed to his room quickly and shut the door behind him. He took a deep breath of satisfaction as he looked at his room. He was so glad to see it and showed it with a smile. He removed his suit and set it down next to his bed along with his souvenirs. Afterwards, he prepared a bath and got checking up on the latest news in the world.

Enyo smiled as Ro'kun entered his room. She was sitting on the bed in her normal gear. "I'm not sure how to say this to you. It's a little complicated. So here goes nothing." She took a deep breath. "Did anyone ever tell you about the gods on the mountain and their voracious appetite for sex?" She guessed not when she saw the blank look on his face. She explained to him that for the it was like eating for him.

"For a long time I had a boyfriend from another world. He was a God, like me he was half of two different types of gods. Anyway we were together for several years. I went to see him last month because of the sex thing. Now he wants to see me again and I don't know how to tell him that I'm happy with someone else. I'm afraid he won't let it go. Especially because of who he is. Wicked and my mother both knew what was going on and said as long as it stayed in my bedroom it was my problem but if it erupted into the HQ then it was a team problem." She looked at Ro'kun and grabbed his hand in hers.

"Ro'kun, Loki wants to see me again on a permanent basis." She let the name Loki set in on his brain and waited.

@poohead189

Red Strike took it all in stride, though he was still a bit awestruck that literal gods were hanging around. He'd nearly forgotten that Enyo was one of them. The sex thing explained the 'gentle' remark from earlier. "So...he wants to see you on a permanent basis? Well, we can tell him no, and if he has a problem with that, you can kick his ass, or I can. Either way. He might be some mischief god, but I'm Red Strike." He flexed jokingly. To be honest, I already felt like punching this guy's face in. Too many guys were sore losers!
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