Omegamon Merciful Mode Novels & Stories

I’m currently sitting in my dad’s office hugging my dad. “Thank you, my sweetheart. I really needed that,” he sighs. You see, I am an Omega. Not the lowest of the pack that you normally hear about, but the kind who has a very special ability. I can calm people with just my presence, but it’s more effective if I am in close proximity to them. When I was brought to my parents, my omega waves were crazy strong. They still are, but back then, they started a war.

He eagerly inquired about what Mammon wanted to share regarding his boss and best friend. Mammon began, his tone grave and urgent, "Asmodeus is in danger, and only you can help me save him." He continued, his voice filled with a sense of urgency, "Asmo is in grave danger because someone very close to him wants him dead." Johnny, now fully engulfed in the conversation, couldn't contain his emotions and asked, almost screaming, "Who is that rat begging to be exterminated?!" Sensing Johnny's heightened emotions, Mammon took a deep breath to calm his own nerves. He knew the importance of delivering the information calmly and clearly. With a composed demeanor, he replied,

Not wasting a single moment she pulled the trigger yet again only to notice that her kick and the bullets you fired at the creatures speed were reduced to the point of barely touching it) Grotesque: (It smiles at Kimora as it says with a deep rumbling voice) I am a follower of Mercury, I will reduce all of you to nothing. (Taking it's muscular arm and punching Kimora straight down into the ground causing her to cough up blood as she bounced off the ground and it went to swing at her a second time)

But now, faced with Monica's venomous threats, he felt a primal urge to assert his own dominance. Taking a deep breath, Deimon let loose a low growl, the sound vibrating deep within his chest. He straightened his posture, his shoulders squaring back, and stared at Monica's retreating form. As he focused his emotions, a surge of power coursed through him. The air crackled with a faint blue energy, a physical manifestation of his Alpha aura.

I prayed to the moon goddess to help me and let me know he was ok. I could still not reach him through the mind link. I hated that I could not speak to him. He could be dead already for all I knew? The omega office was empty when I got there but I quickly found someone who told me to help make the sandwiches. I got to work and kept myself busy until I almost passed out with exhaustion. This was my life now. I better get used to it.

“That represents an exceptional tactical victory! My vanguard will organize a massive pack feast the moment our transports clear the sector gates!” “Our house possesses zero variables worth celebrating,” Job stated, his vocal pitch dropping into a freezing, gravelly register that instantly killed the beta's energy. “Helena’s spark has returned to the earth. The omega executed a total sacrifice of her own parameters to pull Robert out of the frost.” Mcqueen Happiness’s brain rejected the incoming data stream, assuming the static on the frequency had corrupted the message. “Reinitiate that transmission, Job! State those names again!”

Oritha nodded and grabbed her boomerang for another toss. Matching them, Akiko booked the ankle tendons while Liu Feng bridged that gap. Zen had no idea what his party members were shouting. However, in the next three seconds, he finally understood what they were doing. Just in time, as Damian’s paralysing spell came completely undone, Zen’s blessing and purification took over, giving his party members a boost and the werewolf boss a weakness.

The drama unfolding in her front was quite funny, and she would have been so ashamed of herself if there was any other person in the room. "Hahahaha, your legs are so worn out that you can't even stand on your feet. Bella, who the hell must have fucked you so hard that you lost your balance?" Mrs. Manchor said, looking at Bella with her face filled with disgust. Bella watched her mother, who had borne her in her womb, insult her to her heart's content. Bella knew she was an omega, and that had been the reason why the whole pack hated her. Her not having a wolf in her made the hatred increase. They had found out that she was wolf-less on her eighteenth birthday, on the night of the full moon.

“Betas, if there’s something on the horizon, I want to be ready for it. We’ll be training with our allied Packs. They deserve your respect. Guys, this is Silas, my Alpha General, and Serena, the commander.” Serena swept through us with a heated gaze before he lips curved downwards disapprovingly. “Alpha, do you think it’s appropriate to include omegas in this?” Serena asked. Gareth nudged Emery behind him. “Emery’s not taking part in this, but Gabriella, yes, I think it’s appropriate to involve her.” “She’s an omega,” Serena snapped. Gareth smirked. “That’s why I find this very intriguing.” I glared at him in horror. What was he thinking?

* I demanded, but Nala simply closed her eyes, refusing to say more, leaving me entirely in the dark. I squeezed my eyes shut, rubbing my temples. I was an Omega. Omegas didn't have hidden magic. We didn't have secret sparks. We were the lowest tier of the supernatural hierarchy, meant to serve, to heal slightly faster than humans, and to bear children for stronger wolves. The only magic in our world belonged to the ancient Lycan bloodlines, like Silas's, or the rare, reclusive witch covens that lived in the deep marshes. Whatever this humming was, it had to be a delusion brought on by the stress of the impending trial.