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Max's POV

Omega. I knew it was Omega. "Max, I'm sorry that you're not happy with the arrangement, and I hate to destroy a new-found…love, but it has to be. I don't love you, just as you don't love me, but the Director, my father, orders it. I have no power over it, and neither do you. I'm so sorry, Max, so terribly sorry."

"There's nothing to be done, and I know Omega. You'll only hear words of love and devotion from me for the rest of our lives after we're married, only on one condition: See to it that Fang will be taken care of here, for the rest of his life. No abuse, no beating-he will be respected, no ill-treatment at all. None. I won't stand for it, even if I must fight against the entire organization. And I will, if push comes to shove." I knew I must look like I've been hit by a train. Tears continually poured from my burning eyes, but still I pleaded with Omega.

I turned to him, and he paled even more, looking at me with an expression of pity. Then Fang spoke saying "I won't be a bargain, and you can kill me now for all I care. I was manipulated with some sort of force, I don't know what, but I couldn't help but fall for her. I don't see how anyone couldn't fall for…Max." the evident pain in his voice brought on a fresh wave of tears, and I stood shakily.

"Is it a deal?" I asked, wanting to be anywhere but here. And to Fang: "I won't have you dead on my terms. I was also controlled, I think, and I feel the same way for you. We're just on other sides, like the Montague and the Capulet's. I have no choice but to do this. You won't die."

"Of course, Max. He won't be harmed again." Omega took me into his arms and I held him as a lifeline. I will forever be with Omega, living a lie, pretending he is Fang, but, I have absolutely no choice. We just can't be together. If I'm lucky, I'll be killed by a surgery-gone-wrong, or in a freak accident. That would truly be merciful. I flipped the veil over my face and looked at Fang. He was staring at me with love and passion, hate and misery. Two sides of the same coin.

Omega, putting his hand on the small of my back, led me out of the interrogation room and back to my room in utter silence. "My father wishes to see you tomorrow, and an Eraser will give you the details in the morning. He wants to congratulate…us. Good night." He touched his lips to my black silk-covered hand. I curtseyed in true Max-style.

"'Good night, my love. Parting is such a sweet sorrow. So I will say good night, till it be morrow.'" I said, sweetly, almost fake-swooning, loud enough for passing doctors, nurses and other mutants looked appreciatively at the glittering ring on my gloved finger. All we needed was some gossip around the school, some cheesy Romeo and Juliet quoting, and we'd be left alone

And he swept away, and I darted into my room, taking off my robe, veil, gloves, and ring. My hair was partially dry, falling in a crazy frenzy around my head. I pushed away the lace netting and crawled under the smooth, warm sheets, and dreamed of Fang's arms around me, never leaving me, never ever.

Omega's POV

I ruined her life. At least I can save her love, and I can at least treasure my love's picture as she sleeps in that dark room. I told Max I didn't love her, but it was a lie! A complete lie. I could die for her right now. I would, to make her happy. But I can save her love, Fang, and she will pretend to love me. That's as close as the real affection I will come to.

Fang's POV

Now back in that metal cage, away from Kat-Max…I can think. What am I kidding? She's practically been betrothed. And she loves me. That should make me feel better, but it doesn't. She's in just as much pain as I'm in right now, not physically, though. She will live, and I know he loves her, even thought she doesn't know that yet, and he will protect her, and he will keep Max living by keeping me alive. That was the official order to all of the School's staff and administration.

I really, really wish I were dead.

Director's POV

I'm destroying lives right now, this very instant. Omega is grieving, 24601, or Fang is miserable, and Agent Maximum is weeping. All will end well-I'll have the perfect grandchildren: half of Omega's superhuman powers and half of Max's wings. All will end well, and anyway, it's only lives that are being destroyed, anyway. I will call for Max, tomorrow morning.

Max's POV

I woke up to a surprisingly sunny room. My curtains were drawn back, letting the sunlight painfully filter through the black lace curtain surrounding my bed. I saw a girl in a maid's uniform sitting dutifully in a chair, her hands folded, her head bowed. I noticed that my discarded robe, veil, and gloves were put away. My diamond ring lay on my polished nightstand. I climbed out of my bed, pushing aside the lace curtain. The girl looked up with big blue eyes, and golden, curly hair pulled back in a bun. She stood quickly.

"My name is Ariel, ma'am, and I am to help you look your best. I am hired to assist you as a lady's maid. It is your responsibility to make Monsuir Omega and his father look good for choosing you as Monsuir's bride."

"I would expect no less. It is a privilege that I assume I will always have." I sighed, and stretched.

"May I speak freely, ma'am?"

"Yes, of course. You will find that I am not very formal by myself. I will be around my groom and his father, but not here."

"In that case, please call me Angel. I will make sure you look perfect for everything. It is a…'perk' for marrying Omega. You a practically marrying royalty around here, and you will be seen together and seen together often. You need to go and see the Director for lunch, more of a tea-luncheon, very light, very seluded on a balcony. You will be seen by higher-up officials, all lower than the Director's position, since there is nothing higher, but you will not meet them. You'll meet them soon, though, after rumors are circulated around."

"Then it's time I should start getting ready?" I asked, touching the bags under my eyes lightly with my index finger.

"Yes, ma'am. I have the perfect suit for you, a cream and gold ensemble, a skirt suit, that will go well with the navy suit that your soon-to-be husband will be wearing…"

And I was lost in the preparing of becoming Omega's bride-to-be.

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