Hello again, ladies and gentlemen, Devenus here with a new chapter and a bit of a warning. Daytime inspired me to write a bit more of what happened to an experiment that Omega killed during the previous night of the last chapter. She didn't like how it happened so fast, and I feel as if I short-changed some of you. I didn't write it because it might've been too violent. In the interest of those of you who agree with Daytime, and still want to see a bit of what happened, regardless of the violence, here is a partial account of what happened during the previous night. Be forewarned however, as this chapter is *very* violent, and definitely pushes the limits of, if not, goes over the barrier of a PG-13 rating. If you don't want to read this chapter, you don't have to. I'll write a summary of what happened in the next chapter for those of you that don't read this chapter. Thanks to all of you who have stuck by this story and who have reviewed it. Please read and review. Thanks again, please enjoy.
Omega Chapter 10
Omega had decided that he would attack 626's house at night, he wanted that pitiful excuse for an experiment to know pain and fear, and what better time to do it than in the dark? He phased his body into the ground, mimicking its texture, look, and every other aspect as he forced himself to sleep. Omega, while he is perfect, is still an organic being, at least, in part. So, every once in a while, not often, however, he sleeps. Sleep for him is not integral to his survival, but, in fact, strengthens him. However, even the most powerful being in the galaxy dreams…
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Omega found himself running over the beach, again in his cheetah-like form, sand was sent up in huge clouds behind him as he raced towards a small little surf shack. As fast as he ran, and as much sand as he kicked up, he was absolutely silent. His eyes scanned the interior of the shack before him, and there was his objective, experiment 513. He could see its large, fat form sleeping through the walls of the shack. The poor little creature didn't suspect a thing. In fact, he was probably having a wonderful dream, judging from the little smile that could be seen upon his face.
Omega wondered how he would kill this one. He'd already killed fifteen of them so far that night…Suddenly, almost as soon as the thought had entered his head, a solution presented itself. He stopped running as he reached the side of the shack. He grinned. He phased himself into the wall of the shack, much like he did with his ship, and went inside, reforming into his favorite, black-furred form.
He stared at the sleeping form of experiment 513 and then focused upon his tail. Omega turned one of his arms into titanium, and brought it crashing down upon the base of 513's tail, shattering the bones there, rendering his tail useless, and therefore, defenseless. 513 awoke, about to scream in absolute agony, but, Omega's other hand immediately went over 513's mouth, stopping the noise from coming out, but not covering his nose as to suffocate him, Omega wanted him to survive for as long as possible for this…The titanium arm that Omega had used to crush 513's tail began to smash 513's body all over, breaking and shattering bones everywhere. Omega relished in the muffled, almost inaudible screams coming from 513. The hand over 513's mouth began to get warm, Omega analyzed it internally. It was blood. The muffled screams stopped suddenly. Omega removed his hand from 513's mouth and walked around to the front of him. 513 was in too much pain to even scream, his breathing labored…he looked up at the creature before him, the creature who had broken his body. Omega raised his titanium arm up into the air, and then brought it crashing down toward the experiment's head…
Omega opened the front door of the shack and walked slowly out of the shack, the deed done. He would now kill the experiment who he had wanted to kill the most…He turned back into a cheetah form and ran off toward 626's home.
Once he arrived, he discerned the location of 626. He climbed the side of the house as quickly as he could, eager to kill 626. He phased through the window and quietly walked towards Stitch's bed. He turned his fingers into sharp knives as he walked. 626 was lying down on his side, facing away from him. Omega kneeled down before Stitch's sleeping form. Omega put his normal hand over Stitch's mouth, simultaneously pressing the knives against, but not cutting Stitch's throat.
"Your disgraceful life ends here, experiment 626. You. Are. A. Failure." Omega whispered into Stitch's ear slowly.
His knife fingers cut Stitch's throat, killing him almost instantly. Omega rolled 626's body over to look at his handiwork, a big smile upon his face. His smile faded away immediately…It was Omega's body laying there, dead! He recoiled in terror…wait…Terror!? He was feeling Emotion! How could he possibly be feeling emotion!? He had failed in his mission! He was imperfect!!!
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Even the most powerful beings in the galaxy have nightmares…