He awoke the next day to the sound of someone banging on the door. He turned his arm back on, unlocked the door, and opened it a tiny crack, looking out. At the door was a male human youth, about twice the size of Tails. "Omega?" the youth asked. "It's morning. Usually, Sonic likes an early start."

"Kid…" Omega said wearily. "There's one major difference between me and Sonic… He's a hedgehog, and I'm a cat. Unless it's something important, don't wake me before noon. But since I'm up anyway…"

Omega yawned and grabbed the chain from the floor, and coiled it at his side. He then looked at his gloves again… and activated the plasma torch in his arm. He charred away the insignia of Robotnik, leaving no trace aside from a black spot on each glove. But something still wasn't right… he needed something to identify with. Then he remembered his name; the Greek letter… and he began to cut into the bar across his chest. It quickly heated, but Omega didn't mind the pain… and he finished. Now, in the center of the bar, slightly obscured by the smoke from his newly singed fur, was the Greek symbol, 

He went into the hallway, and immediately caught the scent of something delicious. Curious, he went to investigate. The smell was coming from the kitchen, a pan of sizzling meat, where someone human was cooking, while the youth was sitting at the table, waiting. He walked over, and reached into the pan, and immediately had his hand slapped by a greasy spoon in the hand of the cook. "It's not ready, Omega. Sit at the table…" she ordered.

Omega sat at the table next to the youth, and looked over at him. "How do you all know my name?" he asked.

The youth looked at Omega. "Sonic told us, of course," he said. "Oh, my name's Chris, by the way. You've already met Grandpa."

"The old kook who grabbed me by the arm? Yeah."

The cooking woman chose that moment to set a plate of meat down on the table. Omega immediately speared a piece on his claws and began to eat. "This is delicious!" he said. "What is it?"

"Bacon." The woman replied, taken aback by Omega's table manners.

"Bacon… it's good. I've never had stuff like this before. All Robotnik had was some kind of nutritional sludge…" he said, shuddering at the memory of the taste.

It had tasted horrible, but it had kept him alive, and it had been the only food available. But at the moment, it was just a bitter reminder of how he had been fooled, completely and utterly. He finished the piece of bacon, took a few more, and then wandered off, trying to stay away from the sense of Chaos. His headache had pretty much vanished after the Master Emerald had had a talk with him, but he didn't really want to get too close to the power, in case it would be given to him. He wasn't ready, yet. He needed to plot, to plan, and to come from a direction that Robotnik would never expect.

He was so immersed in his musings; he didn't notice that he had wandered into the room Amy was resting in. Sonic wasn't there, however, but Tails was. "Oh, hello, Omega." Amy said, sitting up in the bed.

Omega turned to look at Amy, slightly embarrassed. "Um… hi, Amy…" he said.

"Sonic told me all about what happened after I passed out. I think it's just terrible, what happened to you. You weren't meant for this kind of life, you were supposed to be a natural creature."

"Um… yeah… but I think I prefer this. My life expectancy is higher, for one thing," Omega replied, scratching the back of his head with his right arm. "But what I came in here for was… um… I don know… maybe… to apologize…"

"But Sonic already-" Amy started.

"I know, I know," Omega interrupted. "But I still have to apologize. I'm not like Robotnik. I have to take responsibility for my actions, even when it's an accident. Otherwise, I wouldn't be me. I don't think I'm quite feline anymore…"

And then, there was a huge sound, the kind of sound that shakes the body to the core. An explosion, from the direction of the Chaos Emeralds' power. Omega shook his head in shock. The Chaos Emeralds would do that on their own, would they? But then, the power began to move, away from the mansion. Omega knew that something was very wrong… he burst out into the hallway and ran directly into a cloud of dust and smoke. He could barely breathe, but he kept going, using the Chaos Emeralds as a guide point, and going toward them.