[b][h1][color=teal]Omega[/color][/h1][/b]

[b][center]Output Training Facility[/center][/b]

By this time, Omega was pacing about in an arena full of scientists on their knees. Outside the arena were young men and women cheering and shouting. All of them were teenagers that had been going through the Output training before being conscripted into the  mercenary group, something that Michael had been looking into for months. He had finally tracked them to a stronghold in Oregon.

Omega waved his hands as a way to quiet the crowd of at least 300 meta teenagers down. 

"Time to quiet down and let them speak up! Right?!" Omega said this with a smile. The crowd roared with cheers. Omega laughed with joy. "Yes, we will hear them speak. Whether you chose to listen is of your own accord. I came here today to liberate you my brothers and sisters! To get rid of Output once and for all! For I bare the same mark as you do!" Omega pulled down on the collar of his uniform that revealed a small black lightning bolt that had been branded. The crowd cheered again. "These men are weak. They don't have power! They don't have numbers! They even lack heart..." Omega spat on the floor before walking to the first scientist. "What do have to say to your experiments?!" Omega demanded an answer, but the scientist was too afraid to speak. Omega raised the man with is telekinesis and tossed him into the crowd. The teens beat on him until he could not be seen from the arena center where Omega stood. "Now that was easy! Next up, Baldy!" Omega shouted as he raised the next man up. "Speak!"