Journey of the Lost, Deal with the Devil

Well, we come to the conclusion of Omega's Odyssey, and trust me, you won't believe the ending.

P.s. The song used in this chapter is "Fill me Up" By Staind

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The 'Hood House ™, one year ago

I just had to let you know...

Cause I don't always let it show...

You give me needed room to grow...

And I just had to tell you so...

You fill me up; you're in my veins...

Our love could take my breath away...

And all these things you give away...

Sometimes I take for granted...

It's just like poetry inside…

To hear you breathing by my side…

I've gone to Heaven and I've died…

So glad you're with me for this ride…

You fill me up; you're in my veins...

Our love could take my breath away...

And all these things you give away...

Sometimes I take for granted...

I see you're face to start my day…

Make's all my bad dreams go away…

And all the stupid games we play…

Couldn't have it any other way...

You fill me up; you're in my veins...

Our love could take my breath away...

And all these things you give away...

Sometimes I take for granted...

You fill me up; you're in my veins...

Our love could take my breath away...

And all these things you give away...

Sometimes I take for granted...

"That's our song…" Betsy said with a smile as she lay in Mike's bed with him.

"Yea. Ours." Mike said as she cuddled up next to him. He wrapped an arm around her as they both drifted off into sleep. "Ours…"

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A Dusty Dirt Road

"Your the famed Dr. Essex?" Mike asked as he faced down Mr. Sinister.

"The name is Mr. Sinister actually." Mr. Sinister said simply as he faced down the young man in front of him. "Essex is just a name I used to have."

"So what can I do for you, Sinister? Mike asked as he withdrew his tendricals.

"You're hurting Omega. And I'm here to ease that pain."

"Really?" Mike replied, voice laden with sarcasm.

"I've done work with you father, and I believe I can help you."

"By turning me over to my father to be a freaking Guinea pig?" Mike demanded. "No thanks."

"Please. Your father's work is only a small step in my master's plan. You're a big step however. He's quite interested in you."

"Tell you Master he can screw himself." Mike said simply. "I'm nobody's pawn." Mike said as he turned to leave.

"You're wondering how Sarah came back to life, aren't you?" Sinister called out.

"Not really." Mike said simply as he continued to walk away.

"It was quite simply actually. The right electrical shocks in the right organs in combination with a special chemical formula of my masters design, and she was back to brand new. "In fact, if a body was preserved correctly, than anyone could be brought back to life…" This stopped Mike dead in his tracks. "I believe Elisabeth Braddock's body was given to Delaney Funeral home? A funeral home that I own." Sinister said as he walked over to Mike's paralyzed form.

"What are you saying?" Mike asked in a choked voice.

"I can bring her back for you Omega…" Sinister whispered into Mike's ear.

"No…" Mike said as he shook his head in disbelief.

"Yes." Sinister hissed.

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Two years ago, Bayville Fair

"Thanks." Betsy said as she walked up to Mike.

"No problem. Those guys can…whoa." Mike said as he turned around and saw the purple haired Bombshell.

"What?" Betsy asked as she raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing. Nothing. Those guys can be real jerks." Mike said as he regained his senses. "I'm Mike." He said as he held out his hand.

"I'm Betsy. Betsy Braddock." Betsy said as she shook his hand.

"I take it your new in town?" Mike asked as he walked with her around the fair.

"Yea. I just got here today."

"Mike I have to ask you something." Betsy said as she walked next to Mike Nagrite, taking in the sights.

"Shoot Bets." Mike said as he stopped and faced the Asian beauty.

"Do you like me?" Betsy asked bluntly.

"Whoa." Mike said as he took a few steps back. "Where did that come from?" Mike asked as he stared at Betsy. "Damn, Pietro was right." Mike thought.

"Do you like me?" Betsy asked again.

"Well yea, I mean as a friend and teammate." Mike said, scratching the back of his neck, looking for a distraction.

"Just as a friend?" Betsy asked as she arced her eyebrow seductively.

"Um… Hey look, a duck!" Mike said as he tried changing the subject.

"Nice try Mister Nagrite, but I'm not that foolish." Betsy said as she got closer to him and planted a kiss full on his lips. "Think about that, next time I ask you if you like me." Betsy said as she walked away seductively.

"Does this mean Betsy like's me?" Mike asked no one in particular as he scratched his eyebrow. He watched Psylocke walk away.

"Yes you moron!" Betsy called out from down the road.

"Telepaths, can't live with'em, and can't live without'em." Mike said with a smirk as he touched his lips. "Hey Bets! Wait up!" Mike called as he chased after Betsy.

The "Hood House™, one year ago

"Your okay?" Betsy asked as she sat next to Mike, hanging on his arm.

"Xorn gave me a clean bill of health, but told me to take it easy for awhile. My powers are starting to evolve like Lance's are."

"Based on what I just saw in the bedroom, you really don't listen to advice. Do you?" Betsy smiled as Mike put his arm over her shoulder.

"How long have you known me Bets?" Mike said with a smile as she put her head on his shoulder.

"I thought I had lost you…" Betsy said simply as the two watched the sun begin its descent.

"I know. I could feel your fear as you were handing Harvest his ass." Mike said.

"After everything we've been through, you'd think we'd be used to seeing each other in life or death situations…"

"But we're not. We care about each other too damn much to bear seeing it and not doing anything to help. I remember when I went with Logan to get the Crimson Dawn for you. The fear I felt. I was so scared that I would never see you again." Mike said as he held Betsy tighter.

"I know. Even though I was in that Coma, I felt that you were fighting for me."

"I always will Bets. You and the others. This is my family, and you're my girl. I won't let anything take that away from us. Ever."

"I know." Betsy said as she took a deep cleansing breath as the sun began to disappear over the horizon. "You know, we never get many of these tender moments to ourselves."

"I've noticed that." Mike said with a smile. "I love ya Elizabeth. Even though I don't say it often enough, I really do."

"Same here Mike." Betsy said as they two watched the sunset. "Same here…"

Three months ago

"Bets… Come on baby… Wake up…" Mike said as he cradled her limp form in his arms. "Don't leave me Bets… Not like this… Please don't die…" Mike stated in a chocked voice as tears streamed down his face. He stared into the lifeless eyes of Elisabeth Braddock. "Don't leave me… Please God, don't take her away… Betsy… DON' T LEAVE ME!!!!" Mike screamed as he held her in his arms, rocking back and forth, the wind carrying his screams.

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"Betsy…" Mike said slowly as he closed his eyes. Tears slipped free and Mike thought back to all the fights they had been through. All that they had suffered, and enjoyed together. All he ever wanted was to be with her. And she was gone now. Or was she?

"Join us, and she will be given back to you, just as she was. It will be as if nothing ever happened to her." Sinister said as he put a hand on Mike's shoulder.

"I…" Mike choked back. "No..."

"Join us. And my master has sworn to restore her to life for you as a reward for joining us." Sinister continued.

"Betsy…" Mike said in a choked voice as he faced the smiling face of Mr. Sinister. His face hardened as he stared at the face of Evil.

Michael Nagrite had made lots of deals in his life. He dealt with the Brotherhood, the government, humans and other mutants. But for the first time in his 20 yrs of living on this planet, Michael Nagrite made a deal.

A deal with the devil.

A devil, named Sinister...

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What kind of deal has Omega made? Well, you all just have to read Brotherhood Evolution to find out. In fact, Omega will be returning with some new friends quite soon in fact. And boy will he be changed, believe you me.

Peace out,

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