Omega Class Mutants Novels & Stories

"I don't care if you have to burn the entire server farm—don't let them have his pack!" The bone-white towers began to open. Not doors. Fissures. The Apostles descended—three silhouettes made of shifting smoke and vitrified bone. They glided, their presence compressing the air until the quartz pillars in the hall began to weep liquid gold. They were the original Alphas. The ones who had decided five centuries ago that an Omega was just a battery. [ANOMALY IDENTIFIED: THE CONDUIT] [STATUS: GOLDEN MUTATION 95%]

Alvara asked in excitement. “ Omega level mutants are the strongest mutants with the most powerful potential mutant abilities and multiple mutant powers like immortality, extreme manipulation of matter and energy, high psionic ability, strong telekinesis and so on. They are the ones considered as the most serious threat, capable of wide scale destruction and totally impossible to take down or kill. They are the most powerful among all the other 5- level Mutants………......

"And they have something no one else has. Nullifying wolves. Bred specifically to resist omega auras. Immune to the calming effect that is your greatest weapon." I pressed my hand to my chest, where the bond web hummed. The omega calm had saved me in the cave, in the pit, on the Conclave platform. It was the one weapon no one else could replicate. And the Frostmarch had bred wolves specifically to counter it. "How long do we have?" I asked. Corvus shrugged. "Months. Maybe weeks. They don't announce themselves. They just arrive. One day the border is quiet. The next day it's on fire."

I would always hear whispers from the pack members of how cursed I was by causing my mother's death and denying my father the chance to have his mate and a real heir a man of his status deserves. The Moon Goddess had marked me as defective from the start. I couldn’t shift. In the world of shifters where strength is determined with war, claws, teeth and bones, I am seen as an anomaly. A weak spineless Omega who has one of the strongest alphas for a father. And to worsen it all, a latent. Tonight, preparations are in full swing for the Moon Goddess’s ball. Silver lights are being hung and all the tables are decorated in flowers and velvet satin tablecloths. I take note of how beautiful the gra

I explained further. Mike, the shy young most recent wolf who was appointed as a minister stood up slowly, bowed then looked up. “Thank Alpha Blake for inviting us into this issue and I will suggest that we implement some tests, a series of them, that would help us identify whoever has these abilities!" He suggested as I acknowledge him before he sat down.

Claire’s POV: They just kept fighting and fighting. Everything in the place was smashed up or ripped up. All of a sudden there was a huge crash! “ENOUGH!!” A man yelled. Everyone froze and kneeled. I was in too much shock. I just stood there with my mouth gapping open. Looking towards the voice I instantly froze. IT WAS THE ALPHA! At my own party! We made eye contact. Alpha Genesis walked toward the wolves who were fighting. They kneeled and exposed their necks. Clearly showing they were wrong. Everyone in the crowd just stood there staring.

am a recessive omega, if you know what It means- The she-wolf was stunned. Recessive Omega, She couldn't believe it. If she was a pure omega and it was strange to see it, being recessive was considered to be an extinct being. It had been a category that had been exterminated by the wolves themselves due to the ability to increase their strength by eating the meat of alphas, to the point of being a necessity for them to live. They were considered scum, the lowest of the pack, treachery in the body of a wolf. And the worst thing about them was that they were extremely difficult to detect making their scent resemble that of a standard wolf. When she looked at him, Liam smiled.

“Okay, but I’ve never seen an omega with venom like that. It must be the type of wolf species she is. Nothing in here matches the information I could find from our sample.” “So you’re saying my girlfriend’s a mutant wolf?” Rex chuckled, but there was nothing funny about this. “No, Maverick. She’s a different species. Like a white wolf.” “She’s a white omega. Those are rare, right?” Rex nodded. “A pure white wolf is rare. So who is she?” “O— You don’t need to know that.” “After all I’ve done for you! You can’t trust me enough to tell me who you’re going out with?” Rex growled.

In a few days, they would die of dehydration or starvation if they didn't wander aimlessly across a bridge first. Much less common, at least in the days after the cataclysm, were alpha mutations. This only occurred in a small subset of the male population. Alphas are hideous, hyper-masculine beasts, their bodies bloated with muscle and their minds inflamed with a terrifying desire for carnage and violence. And mating. Which brings us to the third and rarest of all mutant forms - omegas. This mutation occurred only among the female population. Poor women who carried this mutation immediately entered a state of intense reproductive receptivity known as estrus.