Megaman Zero Omega Zero Novels & Stories

But no one wanted to activate it by mistake. It was like studying a bomb without knowing how sensitive it was. Adrian opened a new panel on his screen. “I’ve already started looking at the outer structure.” Yvonne walked closer. “What did you find?” Adrian zoomed into the program files. “It’s a near perfect copy of the Omega system.” Marcus looked closer “Near perfect?” Adrian nodded. “There are modifications.” Yvonne asked quietly. “What kind?” Adrian pointed to several lines of code. “He removed several safety limits.”

Amber frowned and was slightly angry with Zack. "No, I don't want to hear it. You have to wear the clothes I prepared!" Amber commanded in a high tone. "But Mom..." Zack protested, not wanting to be controlled like this. "Zack, why do you like to defy your mother? Since you came back here and met Emily, you've become rebellious just like her. Why are you influenced by that wretched omega attitude?" Amber said with an angry grin. "Mom, stop! Stop differentiating classes! Emily is a good werewolf. So what’s wrong with being an omega? You shouldn't use the word wretched for Emily as an omega!" Zack said, feeling upset with his mother's words.

"Come to 425 Oak Street. Alone. No police, no friends. If you tell anyone or try to bring backup, I'll know. And you won't like what happens next." The line went dead. I met Helena's frightened gaze. She squeezed my hand. "We have to call the cops, Jade. This guy sounds dangerous—" I cut her off with a sharp look, glancing meaningfully at the phone. We didn't know if he was still listening. Grabbing a pen, I scrawled a quick note. 'I'm going. Look after yourself.' Before she could protest, I shifted into my wolf form and bolted for the door. As an omega, I was small even in wolf form, but I was fast on four legs. And I could handle any human who tried to hurt me.

Lucien bolts, leaping and catching the assailant by the throat, tearing it back. Bodies are falling. Wolves cry out. The ground becomes slick with blood. And then I see him. The Omega. He stands apart from the others. Not fighting. Just watching. His presence is wrong, an oil slick in the middle of a stream. He smiles. I shift back into human form, panting. “You!” I yell. The Omega tilts his head, almost mockingly. “Little Velen girl. You fight well. But this isn’t about winning. Not tonight.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” The man tilted his head slightly, studying me like I was a puzzle he was trying to solve. His presence felt wrong, like he knew something I didn’t, something I wasn’t prepared to understand. Then, after a long pause, he said, “Be careful, little omega.” The word sent a shiver through me. Omega. I had heard it before. Somewhere. But never directed at me. Before I could ask him what he meant, Linda returned, setting a plate in front of me with a friendly smile. “Here you go, hon. On the house today.”

“Look at me when I’m talking to you, bitch.” I met his gaze. His pupils were slit like a cat’s, a side effect of whatever concoction he’d swallowed to mimic a wolf’s night vision. Pathetic. Just like Father. He grinned, yellowed teeth glinting. “Good girl. Now kneel.” The chain jerked downward. My knees hit stone, pain radiating up my thighs. His fingers tangled in my hair, forcing my face toward the rug where his previous “pet” had died—a wiry omega girl whose blood still darkened the fibers.

The realization came down crashing on him just like the rain that hammered on the hard steel and stone outside. He had been trying to ignore it, the impossibly faint yet unmistakable scent of the Omega, the only wolf in the world who was capable of ripping his heart and soul. This felt unreal, it couldn’t be happening, it has to be a dream. “Mmh,” the Omega let out a wince, that caught everybody’s attention except one. “He’s waking up!” The Alpha beside Adrian perked up. The Omega on the bed indeed opened his eyes fully, his sculpted features scrunching in slight pain of moving his battered body and he blinked several times to adjust.

He nods his head and then looks behind hm, he beckons on a blonde haired kid, probably my age mate. When the blonde guy steps forward, he nods at me and then looks up at Jeremy, “she’ll be up against this hulk for the beta position, are you sure she can handle him?” he asks Jeremy looks at me and with a smirk on his face he nods. I don’t know how that made me happy, and neither do I know how it also gave me strength, because immediately after the smirk, I could feel my bones becoming stronger, what if I and Jeremy have super connection, I mean, he’s old, but it’s a connection nonetheless.

"Always." The rejected omega's story had ended. The White Wolf Queen's story was just beginning. And I couldn't wait to see what came next. THE END

Who is this man? My vision begins to go spotty. 'Don't worry. Just let it take over Zar.' Cains wolf speaks calmly. Slowly everything in the room begins to get louder. I can hear everything. Every breath the people are taking. Every heartbeat in the room. The wind blowing through the window shaking the panes of glass. 'What's going on' I ask in my head. 'Your wolf Zara. She's coming out.' I hear Cain say in my head. Whoa. How did he hear me. 'Did I say that out loud?' I question. 'No I can hear your thoughts.' My bones start breaking and realigning themselves. How is this possible?