Omega Bus Stop Ch 1 Novels & Stories

I have buried the name Jose Watson deep in the middle of the sea horizon. The bus turned at a wide intersection. I saw the bus stop sign that read 'North Satellite'. My heart raced faster. This is the place. I started straightening my slightly wrinkled clothes. I rechecked my suitcase. I must look neat and convincing when I meet the apartment owner later.

But Lillian nailed it! . . . . . In another part of the city of New York: Oswald the Stranger was marching with not a care in the world up the main street. He did not care at all about the destruction and chaos happening nearby. A throng of blue faced Succubinos rushed up towards him. He casually just zapped them off his path with a blast of energy as if they were just mere flies. And he continued on his way, he was going towards a pub to meet an old acquaintance who had something for him. Or rather something that belonged to him.

'Its a good thing that I moved on from Aiden when I did' she thought to herself. Oswald was seen going back home after meeting a potential client. Its already late and he was using the subway. Its just five minutes walk from the subway to his home. As it was already close to midnight, the streets were almost empty. Maybe that's the reason why Oswald could hear the footsteps that has been following after him from the subway station. He pulled out his mobile and opened the front camera. He angled it in such a way where he could see the man who is following after him.

The Omega Natasha's POV I didn't know if it was the cold of the morning or the sharp pain from my body that forced me to open my eyes. I stood up shakingly fear gripped me when I heard the footsteps of my aunt.My eyes darted to the doorknob when I heard the squeaking sound. “Aunt Teresa…..” I swallowed my saliva. “You are still asleep!!” She yelled. I flinched at her voice. I hurriedly went to her and knelt down. My head bowed and my hands trembled as I held the hem of her cloth.

" He looked down. Then frowned. "I... I..." 'Stopping at Denovan.' An automatic computer voice blasted from the speakers, making the bus stop with Langston. Sighing in disappointment, I stood up and held my hand out for Langston to grab on it, "Let's go." Taking my hand, he stood up, "But-" "Let's just go," I told him, pulling him towards outside. "No, Chloe, you have to hear-" "No need," "No, Chloe, you need to hear-"

He didn’t even glance my way. Tommaso opened the door of the third SUV and jerked his chin. “Inside.” I climbed in silently. The city blurred through the tinted window as we drove. I kept waiting for someone to change their mind. To say “Bring her back,” or “Boss wants her guarded,” or “There’s been a mistake.” Nothing. We pulled up at a crowded bus stop under a flickering streetlight.Trash scattered. Noise everywhere.A wild dog licked a plastic bag.Tommaso reached across, unlocked the door.

At first glance, he resembled a professional bodyguard at first glance. Dorothy said to him, “We’re ready to go.” The driver nodded in understanding. He then drove to Oskiatown, which was a kilometer away. New York's Oskiatown was very lively at this time of the day, with stores on both sides of the road doing brisk business. Many pedestrians were coming and going, browsing the shops and strolling the place leisurely. The Cadillac soon stopped in front of an inconspicuous Oskian-style roast goose restaurant. Dorothy then said to Charlie, “Mr. Wade, Quinn is waiting for you inside. Unfortunately, her position doesn’t allow her to pick you in person.”

The informant ended up being quite useful, allowing Jo’s team to get into position so that they would be able to ambush the group from an overpass as their bus left a suburb of Moscow. They’d had to hurry to get into position, but then, Stasha had told them the bus was taking its time, stopping frequently, occasionally to pick up more pathetic humans who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and found themselves chained, gagged, probably drugged, and sitting in a vehicle on the highway to hell.

Charles remained quiet the rest of the way with his face turning green as he clasps his hands together in between his thighs, squeezing his legs together and slowly rocking back and forth. We reached the neutral town where most humans resided. It was one hundred and fifty miles left to cover before we reach our border. When out of the blue, five medium-sized wolves ran into the side of our car as it swerved, and Dwayne maneuvered the steering wheel to regain control and slammed the brakes. The tires screeched and discharged smokes. “Holy shit!” Dwayne retorted “Fuck!” Chad yelled.

he said and hung up the phone. My phone buzzed and the address came across. I put the address in the GPS and saw that it was on the other side of town. I stuck my hand out the window and motioned for the guys to follow me. With traffic so heavy, it was going to take us a little bit to get across town. *** Ophelia We pulled up outside an old warehouse in the middle of nowhere, "Chase, where the hell are we?" "Just trust me!" he smirked.