What They Hide
"So, why'd you want to come to town in the first place? Don't you… hate humanity?" Ruby asked, striking up a conversation as the group walked onward, to Vale.
"Yeah, but I figured if I was going to act more… normal? I'd have a better chance being around Humans that don't anger me too much. After all, It's Not often that something inhuman gets to spend time around humans without them being scared." Omen said, glancing at Blake who took the hint nervously.
"Normal? Nothing about you screams Normal. So far you've been pretty Abnormal!" Weiss chimed in while walking slightly ahead of the group.
"Exactly, that's why I want to learn more about it." Omen replied as the group walked under the welcoming banner for Vale.
"The Vytal Festival! They're already prepping for it! Oh this is absolutely wonderful!" Weiss exclaimed, noting the banner.
"I don't think I've ever seen you smile this much Weiss." Ruby jokingly commented, "It's kinda weirding me out."
"How could you 'not' smile? A festival dedicated to the cultures of the world! There will be dances, parades, a tournament! Oh the amount of planning and organization that goes in this event is simply breathtaking." Weiss explained
"You really know how to take a good thing and make it sound boring." Yang said.
"Quiet you." Weiss said as the group arrived at their destination.
"Remind me again why we're spending our Friday afternoon visiting the stupid docks?" yang asked, as Omen looked around the docks bored.
"Ugh, they smell like fish." Ruby commented
"I've heard that student from vacuo will be arriving by ship today and as a representative of Beacon I feel as though It is my solemn duty to welcome them to this fine kingdom." Weiss answered.
"Ah yes, cause the smell of Fish greeting every human's nose is inviting." Omen said, secretly nudging Blake to her annoyance.
"She just wants to spy on them so she'll have the upper hand in the tournament." Blake replied to avoid Omen's obvious egging to the secret.
"Ah, you can't prove that!" Weiss complained.
"Woah." Ruby turned and stared on at the broken shop that was emptied of various items, namely, dust.
This made her team turn to what she was viewing in a stunned confusion. Omen didn't seem to be bothered by it. It did, however, raise his alert to someone he had still planned to get his vengeance on. As he stared on at the shop he could see that it was similar to the shop that was robbed when he had first been welcomed to the academy by that headmaster. It was truly confusing as to why they needed so much dust. As far as he was concerned, the tenth of his power could easily match to the firepower of a single crystal of dust. It had made no sense to him, but nevertheless, they had done it. He didn't seem to care fully until he thought about it more. Perhaps this was the beginning to something disastrous? He noted it for another time, a day where he could assemble his bearings. For now, he would need to continue to 'care' about integration with humans by following team RWBY. His reason for following the team may have been fake, but he actually wished to try and integrate with them. Seeing as his entire time was taken sleeping in a cave, he hoped that this new event in his life would provide some form of difference. Omen thought more of it for a while, before noting that the team was already nearing the crime scene. As the group walked forwards, Omen had quickly caught up with them, not entirely out of his thoughts for the moment.
"Robbery. Second Dust shop to be hit this week. This place is turning into a jungle." The detective explained before walking off sourly.
"That sounds terrible." Yang sighed.
"Strange." Omen added, snapping out of his thoughts finally and catching the attention of the team, "The second dust shop to be raided. I'm guessing the dust shop that was raided when Ruby was accepted into Beacon is the first and by that explanation…"
Omen wasted no time, lifting the tape and stepping towards the crime scene. The whole of team RWBY stared in shock as Omen simply waltz over to the store in a completely oblivious manner. The detectives that had talked to team RWBY before had tried to stop him, but were immediately frozen in place by Omen's glare. As Omen made his way to the store, he noted that all the lien was still inside, but no product was found inside. Omen walked towards a few dispensers but was greeted by the same thing. No Dust was left behind. The entire business was raided of it's dust supplies. Omen walked back empty handed but filled with thought's of confusion. He found Roman to be quite the criminal, but didn't expect such a move from him? He pondered at the thought of their being anyone else that was influencing this. He had several hunches, but the main one was quite the worrying thought for himself. Omen reached the team who had just barely begun to cross the tape to stop Omen, which showed how little of concern they were showing. Disregarding his hurt non existent feelings, Omen began to speak.
"All the money you humans use is still inside, but no dust. I've got a pretty annoying feeling I know who it is." Omen stated, as the group listened in to the detectives suggesting it was the 'white Fang'.
"Hmph. The White Fang. What an awful bunch of degenerates." Weiss said making Blake rather annoyed.
"What's your problem?" Blake asked, immediately catching Omen's interest.
"My problem? I simply don't care for the criminally insane." Weiss replied.
"The white Fang is hardly a bunch of psychopaths. They're a collection of misguided faunus." Blake corrected.
"Misguided?! They want to wipe humanity off the face of the planet!" Weiss over exaggerated slightly.
"So then they're 'very' misguided." Blake defended before continuing, "Either way, it doesn't explain why they would rob a dust shop in the middle of downtown Vale."
"Hmm. Blake's got a point." Ruby added as Omen began to explain yet again.
"Yes, she does. That torchwick bastard got on a hovership and ran off before I could punish him for tossing an energy ball at me…" Omen stated glowing with a greyish fiery hue, "Before this, he did rob that other shop of dust fully. Which pissed me off, cause all I wanted was an ice dust crystal for my fridge..."
"Wait, is that why you came back?" Ruby curiously asked to Omen's nodding.
"See, maybe it was him?" Ruby stated Which Weiss ignored.
"That still doesn't change the fact that the White Fang are a bunch of scum. Those Faunus only know how to lie, cheat, and steal."
"That's not necessarily true." Yang chimed in.
"The human race literally does the same…!" Omen added while facepalming.
"Hey! Stop that faunus!" A sailor yelled out, causing Omen and the team to run off after the faunus.
"Thanks for the ride guys!" The faunus male said jumping off the ship and down the dock.
"You no-good stow-away!" Another sailor yelled out as Omen shook his head in annoyance.
The Faunus was part ape, with short blonde hair and a long equally less blonde tail. He had been hanging from a light pole where he had thrown a banana at a detective before running away. Just as he did, Omen noticed that he passed by Blake and winked at her before running off. He was indeed quite the energetic type, as well as very quick and agile, but Omen didn't want to add another problem to his list and left it to the detectives.
"Well Weiss, you did wanna see the competition, and there it goes." Yang said
"Quick! We have to observe him!" Weiss yelled, forgetting the argument that the two had before running off after the faunus with her team in tow. Blake had been the only one who had paused for a moment, however.
"There goes your faunus friend, may wanna stop him before he does something stupid." Omen said, waiting for Blake to follow her team.
"How'd you know?" Blake asked as she began to run with Omen just beside her.
"Well, if You haven't really noticed. I'm literally older than the planet. I know when someone is hiding something. That, and because no Human alive wears a bow that big on their head! and keeping something like that standing straight? You better have some kind of cement in there to prove me wrong..." Omen said incredulously which made Blake think for in worry.
"Relax, No one knows but me, but you're gonna have to show them some time soon. They'll never trust you otherwise." Omen said speeding forwards in his pace and easily catching up to the team as Blake caught up moments before Omen. When she did arrive to her team, Weiss had bumped into an orange haired female.
"No! He got away!" Weiss exclaimed, failing to see the… human..?
Omen wasn't sure if the woman weiss bumped into was a woman at all. When and after she fell, her eyes were wide open and she didn't seem too bothered by it. Omen wasn't even sure that she noticed them. It was excruciatingly hard to tell, even for himself. Being Older than the planet has seen many perks in general, but none of those perks could tell what exactly what this woman was. She seemed unmoving and very… plastic? As if she were completely un...living...
"Uhh, Weiss...?" Yang said, getting the attention of Weiss before pointing back at the Female.
"Euugh!" Weiss exclaimed
"Salutations!" The odd female exclaimed while still on the floor.
"Um… Hello." Ruby said weirded out.
"Are you… Okay?" Yang asked as the woman still laid on the floor, unnoticing of her situation.
"I'm wonderful! Thank you for asking!" It's a robot. She's a robot...
Omen facepalmed and deeply sighed before turning around and walking away groaning. There was no other simple explanation to this. She was simply too stiff to be anything else. If her fall had been any different, it would be extremely well hidden from Omen's sight. This was not the case though, the overjoyed expression and the fact that she was still sitting there! On the floor! When she could have risen at any point in time! Unless she were a living mannequin, it would make some semblance of sense. Omen turned back around to see that the girl was still on the floor, and the team was truly unassuming on what to do. Omen walked back to the team and the girl and raised his finger… only to lower it again and walk off in distraught. He could handle Human and Faunus emotion and interaction. The same could not be said when there was a sentient robot laying on the floor, uncaring of a human knocking it to the ground. Omen calmed himself for a moment. His loss of composure seemed to remind him of what could possibly happen if he were to go any further with his paranoia. Trying to stow away the fear of having only robotic husks to talk to in the future, Omen returned to the group as they stared on questioningly at the girl.
"Do you… wanna get up?" Yang asked again after the moment of silence.
"Yes!" She stated before getting up combatantly, "My name is Penny. It's a pleasure to meet you!"
"Hi Penny. I'm Ruby!"
"I'm Weiss."
"Blake."
"Are you sure you didn't hit your head?" Yang inappropriately asked, receiving a nudge from Blake, "Oh, I'm Yang."
"Omen." To which Penny went wide eyed before acknowledging.
"My Name is Penny! I have heard many wondrous things about your life!" Penny repeated, extending her hand in a hand shake.
"The same to you?" Omen replied, grabbing the robotic girls hand and shaking it wearily.
"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Penny repeated.
"You already said that." Weiss said
"So I did!" Penny replied unsurely.
"Well, sorry for running into you." Weiss apologized as the group turned around and started walking off.
"Take care friend!" Ruby added, waving goodbye to the robotic female who seemed transfixed on Ruby.
With the group confused and curious of the woman along with Omen debating whether Humans were that desperate to begin populating the world again, The team started searching for the Monkey Faunus yet again. The search was immediately stopped by an alarmingly familiar face. An extremely familiar face. The face of someone you had just been conversing with. A face that seemingly shows no emotion in the slightest, other than curious wonder. What face may that be, Omen asks? Who could- It's Penny.
"What did you call me...?" Penny asked tilting her head at the group.
"Oh, I'm really sorry, I definitely didn't think you heard me." Yang apologized after calling her weird while Weiss kept looking back and forth to where Penny was just at.
"Don't try to rationalize it, it'll just hurt your brain more." Omen said, placing a hand on Weiss' shoulder.
"No, not you. You!" Penny said, getting closer to Ruby.
"Me!?" Ruby exclaimed awkwardly, I-I don't know, I- um, uh-"
"You called me 'friend'. Am I really your friend?" Penny asked in disbelief
"Uummm…" Ruby droned while looking off to the side of penny for a moment and seeing her entire team motion to a definite no.
'Go for it.' Omen mouthed right behind everyone else jaded by the experience finally.
"Ya, sure! Why not?" Ruby shrugged, Causing everyone except Omen to faint quietly.
"Ahaha! Sen- sational!" We can paint our nails, and try on clothes, and talk about cute boys!" Penny exclaimed in excitement, receiving a chuckle from Omen in the back.
"Ooh, is this what it was like when you met me?" Ruby asked Weiss who was standing up and brushing herself off beside Ruby.
"No, she seems far more coordinated" Weiss answered.
"Wait, what exactly are you here in Vale for?" Omen asked, saving the group from their awkward confusions.
Oh! I'm in the tournament!" Penny answered to Omen's surprise.
"Wait… You're fighting in the tournament?" Weiss asked.
"I'm combat ready!" Penny saluted.
"Forgive me, but you hardly look the part." Weiss commented
"Says the girl wearing a dress.." Blake chimed while Omen snickered behind her.
"It's a combat skirt." Weiss replied striking a pose.
"Yeah!" Ruby added, appearing just behind Weiss and high fiving her.
"Wait a minute… If you're here for the tournament, does that mean you know that monkey-tailed… rapscallion?" Weiss asked to Penny's Confusion.
"The Who?" Penny didn't seem to understand.
"The filthy faunus from the boat!" Weiss added holding a crude drawing of said faunus and angering Blake yet ag- oh lord no...
"Oh boy…" Omen sighed as Blake stepped forwards.
"Why do you keep saying that? Stop calling him a rapscallion. Stop calling him a degenerate. He's a person!" Blake went on.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Would you like me to stop referring to the trash can as a trash can, or this lamppost as a lamppost?" Weiss argued.
"Stop it!" Blake demanded which intrigued Omen further to the problem.
"Stop what? He clearly broke the law. Give him time, he'll probably join up with those other faunus in the white fang." Weiss argued again.
"You ignorant little brat!" Blake yelled before bawling her fist and walking away"
"How dare you talk to me like that! I am your teammate." Weiss yelled back before walking up to her.
It seemed to Omen that this was a rather quick end to a friendship between teammates. Then again, they were all sharing the same dorm room and the matter of teams would end with them dying to something in the end. An outcome that Omen wasn't fond of seeing any time soon. Omen wasn't sure how to end their littler argument for a moment, it was very situational… and racist. Of course, not as racist as he had witnessed in his past experiences but all the more the same. A human calling Faunus wretched and evil, all while the faunus argues that they simply wish to live in peace. Omen knew these arguments quite well and to be fair, neither side claimed victory. He knew that Both Humans and Faunus were very hostile to foreign species. Such was the way when the two species had first found each other. He had only dared watch the two different races fight over various things before events began to spiral into larger complications. Omen had been there for its beginning and he was certain that he would be there for its end. Omen wasn't sure what had initially started such hatred, as the amount of arguments between the races had begun to overlap mostly, but he did know that such rage shouldn't have escalated into what it had. Omen was mostly sure if the war had not broken out, he would still be the dormant being he was before. Omen had always wondered what his life would become if it were that way. He ignored it for now and watched the fight between the two friends get progressively worse as time continued. Seeing as how Ruby and Yang were awkwardly watching the argument, He could tell that the argument was most likely going to continue for a while.
And it had done exactly that. Omen was particularly tired from their walk to Vale, but it was made especially tiring when two children would not stop arguing with each other. And To make things very much worse, team JNPR was also very hesitant to interrupt their argument. Before Jaune could get a word in with either of them, they had somehow simultaneously told him it didn't concern him and carried on. Omen only shook his head at the team and walked off, with Ruby and Yang pleading him to stop them. Omen chuckled and had agreed to if they hadn't stopped later in the night, To which neither did... With his mood already sour enough, he decided to kick the door open and see how the argument escalated further.
"... faunus of the white fang are pure evil!" Weiss said folding her arms.
"There's no such thing as 'Pure Evil'!" Blake said, which made Omen give Blake 'the stare', "Why do you think they hate humanity so much! It's because people like Cardin, people like 'you' that force the white fang to take such drastic measures!"
"People like me?!" Weiss asked in disbelief.
"You're discriminatory!" Blake replied in turn with a yell.
"I'm the victim!" Weiss yelled just as Omen watched on in curiosity, "You want to know why I despise the white fang, why I particularly don't trust the faunus?" Weiss asked before moving to the window and resting on it.
"It's because they've been at war with my family for years. War, as in actual bloodshed. My Grandfather's company has had a target painted across its back for as long as I could remember. And ever since I was a child, I've watched Family friends disappear, Board members executed, an entire train car full of dust... stolen. And every day, my father would come home furious, and that made for a very difficult childhood." Weiss ended slamming her fist on the windosill.
"Weiss I-" Ruby finally tried to comfort before she was stopped immediately.
"NO! You want to know why I despise the white fang?! It's because they're a bunch of liars! Thieves! Murderers!" Weiss yelled inching closer and closer to Blake.
"Well maybe we were just tired of being pushed around!" An eerie silence fell in the room... and the interested face that Omen had worn was quickly turned into one of surprise as ruby and yang's did the same.
"Well then, that was a bomb I didn't think she'd drop yet. Especially now..." Omen commented from the side making everyone turn to look at Blake
"I-..." Was all that she managed to say before becoming frightened and dashing out of the room.
"Blake! Wait! Come Back!" Ruby yelled, As Omen put his hand out to stop her.
"Let her go, she needs time to breathe…" Omen told Ruby before glaring staring at a glaring Weiss, "Y'know you humans are really pushing my level of try with all this bullshit."
Omen began as everyone in the room looked at him in confusion. He paused for a moment and walked over to the window and stared at the moon before turning around to face the rest of team RWBY. Omen's face had been masking a very important part to human emotion until this point. His face had been one of pain. He stared out of the window for quite some time before finally speaking up. It had been one long and utterly exhausting day. New experiences for Omen that he never thought he needed to endure. All the while, a new problem reveals itself, several in fact. It was quite hard to focus on one thing from time to time, but the dilemma of just Jaune's position at this school alone was very tedious to him. All of this emotional turmoil and complete disregard for any of it was quite the facade indeed. What many hadn't known until now was that with the surge of his power had brought something else back to him. The surge of power had caused him great joy. Something that he had not felt in such a long period of time. Omen was very upset at this, but didn't want anyone to see it. His emotions were a worry in their own right and to have them while honoring his favor was very hassle inducing. Throughout their day out, Omen was very anxious. As anxious as he had ever been and the caring feeling he had was enlarged to a degree. His concern for just the team around him was very surreal, that and the loss of self control when the robotic girl had met the team was a final straw to Omen's otherwise Monotone mood set. He had hoped to contain these emotions for a period longer than this, but it was too late. His pain and true anger had resurfaced, along with some varying emotions he would rather not describe. When he finally spoke, it was with malicious behavior.
"Holding such a powerful grudge for an entire race, when it was only a minority of useless individuals that wished to cause harm?" Omen stated before slowly walking out the door, " And I'm supposed to be the monster here… hah..." Omen dryly stated.
"For an uncaring and useless legend, you seem to like taking the faunus' side" Weiss replied to which Omen looked back and glared at her, causing her to shake visibly.
"Oh really? Last time I recalled… it was both sides that wanted to kill something way beyond their understanding! It was both sides that decided to FUCK UP! And it was both sides…!" Omen yelled as his power began to cover the room in a brighter and more red flame before quickly vanishing altogether. It seemed that Omen was still in control of his anger, for the most part.
"It was both sides that left me to die... goodnight." Omen finished, before leaving and slamming the door loudly.
For once, He needed to find a place that would let him throw out all of his anger and he knew just the spot. As he walked off, leaving the team in a shivering and somewhat confused state, he began to think about the wars he fought in and his so called 'legend'. In truth, for all his high and mighty status, it was overshadowed by what had really happened on those days. His legend spoke of a valiant warrior who had been lost to the battle against a Grimm of dark origins, in truth, he was never truly lost to it. He was no more valiant than the warriors in battle. To be honest, he had not wanted to get involved. It was on that day that the humans and faunus decided to fight against the creatures of Grimm. A grande war of survival. Omen was there watching. Dormant but vigilant to all of it. It had only been in his interest to get involved when they fought against an ancient being left to time. Omen remembered them to be quite the wise and avoiding one, but it seemed that corruption had spread through it's entirety. He had wanted to resolve their differences with peace, but there was no reasoning with the wind. Omen was awakened that day and it was the first of many battles to occur on that land.
Reaching a clearing to the forest near the academy, Omen dropped to his knees and sat in silence, as negativity claimed him once more. It did very little to console him as he began to think. All of the emotions and volatile memories he had held from centuries of life had been swimming in his head. Those of anger and strife, to that of depression and loneliness. His volatile state was boosted once more after the memories he had returned to the surface. Just as it had happened at the ruins, the clearing had warped and twisted into that of a large battlefield. There he stood, with Both Faunus and Human alike. This time, however, it was a much larger adversary that they jointly fought. Alongside Omen, They confronted the them. It just so happened to be a creature of unfathomable origins, just like Omen. With a violent outburst of his power, he sped forwards with a mighty force that shook the very depths of the earth. With all his might he lashed out at them, screaming in rage all the while. The being was no match for this level of might and quickly began defend itself. The Humans and Faunus were still fighting valiantly alongside Omen who had faced down the creature in combat. Omen, now holding their weapon, slashed at the creature's torso and left a massive wound behind. The being screeched in pain and caused many of the humans and faunus to recoil yet again, but Omen had just landed and was preparing to continue. Dashing forwards and leaping upwards he prepared to deliver a final blow when a human and faunus had managed to get caught in the aftershock of the creatures footing. Omen looked back to see who was falling and immediately took notice in the human boy and female faunus that decided to climb the being's leg. Omen was distracted from this and had been swatted to the side, spinning all the while. Omen was not prepared to have the two races die by his watch and quickly corrected his trajectory and launched off of the being's shoulder.
The pair had climbed onto the creatures leg, hoping to aid the legend in battle. They were promptly knocked off and sent hurdling towards the ground. Omen took notice to their drop point and found they had were landing over an abandoned town. The wooden support poles of a few buildings were left with a rather jagged and sharp edging. Omen sped forwards using what remained of his sudden burst and grabbed a hold of the two. When he had neared the two, the being had tried to reach forwards and grab onto Omen before it's appendage was quickly knocked backwards harshly and into itself, falling backwards on a large broken spire, impaling itself. Omen shot forward and managed to grab both soldiers and throw them off course, having them land in nearby trees and bushes. Unfortunately he could not save himself and was impaled rather grimly with his hands and chest being stabbed multiple times with various poles that had jutted from it's position. Omen gasped in pain, something he had not seemed to do in a very very long time. He was a deathless being, although pain was still a very real feeling to him... as well as death. He had heard the soldiers of both sides cheering, as the being had died from its own impalement and quickly began to dissipate. It had been killed rather gruesomely by Omen, But no one seemed to notice his sudden disappearance.
Struggling to pull himself free, The humans and faunus had erected a small stone grave in his name and left, leaving Omen to struggle for a hours in his position. After a day of freeing himself from the wooden poles, with much pain and blood loss, he had grabbed onto the support of the trees and slowly walked his way out of the abandoned town. The town was in flames, and had been destroyed mostly, save for a few buildings. He had called out several times, but to no avail. He was too tired to notice the wooden pole that was still impaling his chest, and his fatigue from the pain and the battle had caught up with him. His power was no longer surging through him after that burst and what was left had been exerted to save two races that seemed to forget him. Falling to his knees in defeat, he felt the aftermath of the war. Just as quickly as it had come, it had left all the same. The Grimm that did survive had sensed his weakness and fatigue. Beowolves, Ursa, Deathstalkers, Beringel… all had stalked forwards, wanting to tear the once hidden being limb from limb. Omen could not defend this and had only knelt with his final moments being one of darkness. Before he fell, he mustered up the only strength he had left and pulled on the pole in his chest, causing his anger and pain to be echoed throughout the planet. What was left, was a being on the verge of death, too tired to fight or become enraged and too broken to care. As he fell to the ground, his life had flashed before him and with it, a deathly silence.
In the book of remnant's legends, there had been two stories pertaining to Omen, not just one… the other had long since been faded from time. The first tale was of the Forgotten Legend Omen… the next was rather gruesome and filled with lies. In the first, Omen was the being classified as a feared warrior that fought against the Grimm alongside both races, claiming victory for them after the defeat of the ancient one. But the other? The other was of a dark and empty creature, destroying everything in its path in search of what it had lost. It's sickening cries leaving Grimm, Humans and Faunus alike to cower. It's brutality leaving grimm and settlements across remnant in disarray. Until one day, a deal was struck with the queen of the dark continent. A deal to contain the creature of malice and wrath and to keep it from ever harming another soul again. After the deal had been made, five warriors managed to seal away the creature. After the creature was sealed, the few heroes that helped were reclaimed as honored warriors and legends. But of course, it was all wrong. Omen remembered that part very clearly. It was the one memory he could not forget. When he had pulled the pole from his chest, the creatures of Grimm swarmed him… only to be viciously torn apart moments after. The Malevolence of the Grimm and the remains of the ancient one had become so potent in the air around Omen, that his body had absorbed it, making his very core uncaring and emotionless. When he had awoken, he fell into a fit of rage. No Grimm had survived that day, nor did any that stained his name. When his fit of rage had ended, he had hurriedly run to the nearest village. What had greeted him was the cries and deaths of many villagers around him. Bodies had been scattered, and Grimm were rampant in the area. Omen's anger grew larger that day and with every village he had wiped clean of Grimm, he was blamed for it. All of it. He had become A forgotten Legend, but never really forgotten. When Omen's surroundings came back to him, several trees had been uprooted or smashed into pieces, along with various plants and rocks. Omen looked around before walking back to the academy in a sigh of relief.
"Here's to hoping it never happens again…" Omen said to himself as he began to near the academy's courtyard and the statue that held his barrier stone, "But I just know that it will…"
Omen looked to the side, noting weapon glowing vibrantly with power. It seemed that his weapon was more than pleased to create destruction for once. As well as himself. When Omen finally reached his room, he had sat down on his bed and turned his weapon in his hands for just a moment. When he finally rested his body, he placed the weapon in the nightstand near his bed and prepared himself for sleep. His last thought to greet his mind was very amusing to him.
"All that power in a damn Hilt…" Omen stated, drifting to sleep.
