Return of The Rejected Omega
Apparently, whatever psychological profile they'd built of me hadn't included my tendency toward inappropriate humor in crisis situations.
"Your cooperation—" he began again.
I didn't let him finish. The silver fire that had been building in my system since the first explosion finally found its outlet, exploding outward in a wave that hit all three augments simultaneously. Not the controlled burst I'd used before, but raw power fueled by rage and desperation and love that made me dangerous.
The augments flew backward, slamming into the corridor walls with enough force to crack concrete. But they recovered faster than Logan's hybrids had, rolling to their feet with inhuman grace, weapons alre
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