Vampire's Omega
He begged, stepped away, and cried for it to stop but instead it suddenly shaped into something else.
A face, it took the face of that weak omega he discarded, the daughter he never cared about. The blood, he never acknowledged. He couldn't understand what was happening, that woman! She was a weak omega, how could she have the power to destroy his life worth work in a snap. She smiled like an evil witch, and soon laughed loudly, there was no body, just a gust of smoke taking a shape of that face.
She whispered staring at his terrified face with a satisfied evil grin, "You're finished, father."