Hello again everyone! It's me again, sorry for the long time since the last update, but I've been reeeal busy. I apologize for how sporadic my updates may become, but I promise I shall try my best to remedy this. Thanks to all of you who have responded to my request that I posted in the last chapter, your suggestions were very helpful. And thanks to all of those that continue to read, and are reading this story :). Now, without further ado, I present the next chapter of Omega.
-Devenus
Omega Chapter 7
"You are the pinnacle of modern technology and ingenuity. You have made your creator proud, Omega." Professor Gail praised Omega. Omega held himself up with an air of confidence about him.
Omega had reverted back to his more comfortable form, the form that looked like a taller, crueler 626 with smooth Jet-Black fur. He smiled at the praise his creator was giving him, light from the room glinting off of his sharp fangs.
"You have passed your test, and now, you will perform the task that you were created for, Omega…You will rid the galaxy of the failed experiments created by Jookiba and Hämsterviel."
Omega's blood-red eyes gleamed with anticipation as he heard of his new task. Professor Gail began to speak again.
"You are completely capable of getting there yourself, however, I wish for you to arrive upon that pitiful little planet that they inhabit as quickly as possible.
"My creation, whilst you were off on your test, I created something for you."
Gail led Omega to a hangar within his ship. And there, locked securely down to the hull, was a sleek black space cruiser. It was as black as Omega's fur. The killer smiled at the beauty of it. He immediately began a scan of the ship with his own sensors. Strange, thought the experiment. The ship had no room for someone to sit inside of it…In fact, the only thing it contained were engines, landing gear, weapons systems, and a mostly solid hull…
"Why does it have almost a completely solid hull?" Omega inquired.
Gail smiled, obviously proud of his creation, and began to explain:
"Modern day cruisers are hindered by the fact that commands can only be entered as fast as one can move. A reflex, everything physical becomes a handicap. However, if you eliminate physical movement, you increase effectiveness over 90% In other words, Omega; you are capable of transformation into anything. You can interface with that ship by merely phasing into it. And because of that, you eliminate the hindrance that is physical movement. Your mere thoughts will control this ship. Nobody in the galaxy could match your prowess in battle with it. You didn't notice the lack of shield generators on the ship. Why should I put shield generators into the ship when the ship itself can be protected by its own invulnerable cargo: You. The Engines are fast enough to get you to your destination within the hour. You are to take off immediately.
Omega nodded solemnly at his creator and walked toward his spacecraft. He reached out a hand to touch it, and as soon as he did, he duplicated the same material that the ship was made out of and merged with it, he then took control of the ship, feeling each and every dark inch of it, as though it was an extension of his own body. He disengaged the landing gear holding him to the deck and hovered a few feet off of the deck. Gail stepped out of the room and sealed the door behind him. The hangar doors opened and Omega sped off towards earth…
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After another long, hard day of experiment hunting, Stitch laid down on his back on top of the house once more to stare at the stars until he fell asleep. As he was drifting off, he noticed a shooting star. It was a beautiful sight. Something was strange though…it seemed to be getting larger and larger with each passing second…He was so tired though…and it didn't really register with him in his mind that this particular shooting star was different…So poor, tired Stitch feel asleep with no idea of danger that, at this very moment, was punching through the atmosphere of his planet…