Sonic Movie Omega Novels & Stories

The Omega smells like a thin mint from God’s personal girl scout cookie stash. Her scent is so alluring that the great Victor Erickson kneels down to get a better taste. He’s not above it. His wolf is screaming at him to get closer. He wants to press his nose all up on that scent gland, on this Omega, who may or may not be alive. A gun clicks at his temple. “Just try it, motherf*cker,” a voice sounds, much deeper than expected of a typical Omega. In her half-dead state, the Omega has managed to disarm Victor and place him at gunpoint.

a mechanical voice announced. The world shifted. I wasn't just in the room anymore. I was the ship. I could feel the hum of the engines in my teeth. I could feel the radar pings bouncing off the water like a heartbeat. And I could feel the wolves. Thousands of them. Small, angry sparks of red light scattered across the map of Europe. "Sing for them, Bianca." Miller stood over a technician. "Broadcast the 'Omega' sequence. Shut their nervous systems down. Every single one."

[ANOMALY IDENTIFIED: SECTOR 77-OBSIDIAN. The voice wasn't Kael's. It was a sonar pulse that bypassed the ears and spoke directly to the marrow. The First Omega’s shadow manifested on every screen in the hall, her silver-gray eyes unblinking, her face a mask of airless indifference. [THE SOVEREIGN UNIT IS A STOLEN PROTOTYPE. THE ANCHOR-MOTHER CARRIES THE ILLEGAL MARROW OF THE ARCHITECTS. STATUS: RECLAIMABLE HARDWARE.]

said the enemy to him. Omega sardine used his power but the enemy was too strong, and he was injured badly. The way he got up the way he threw away the strongest punches and kicked off the enemy. He was about to give up but suddenly he remembered his promises to his parent that he wanna be the supreme leader of the clan Someday. He closed his eyes then he saw his parent smile at him. “Son, don’t give up, remember that you want to be the next supreme leader of the whole Shunin clan.” Said his parents to him. “but mom, dad, how come? I can’t even transform into a full werewolf form? Said omega sardine to them. His parents held his arms and they gave their remaining chakra and power to him then

“If I hadn’t shown up, Allen wouldn’t be alive today to still disrespect me again! Your son is acting like this because the same Alpha dealt with him was pinned like a chicken by that Evolet girl. Now do you understand why your son is in shock?” “This… This can’t be possible. Allen isn’t weak!” My whole body shivered. I drew away from Thelma, falling into one of the couch for support. Her words clouded my head along with images of that maiden. “Are you telling me that an Omega is stronger than my son who is an Alpha? Is that what you mean, Thelma?” “That’s the same question I’m asking myself, my Queen. How is an Omega able to defeat an Alpha like it’s nothing?” Thelma said.

Omega Jonathan comments to one of the others in the room, “I think the worst of it is over. There haven’t been anymore bombs going off and the rogues are either in hiding or have left. Perhaps we should go up and figure out what damage has been done?” They both nod and then they walk over to the door. I watch as Omega Jonathan punches numbers in the keypad and then the steel door opens automatically. As soon as it does, they peer outside and then disappear as the door closes behind them with a thud. Left inside with Dominic, Alpha Erickson, and Omega Ned, I stand up and stretch my legs before walking over to the monitors and start to gaze from one to another slowly. As I watch them, I s

“G-Get out!” Carlos blinks out of the stupor. “W-what, no, I’m not—” “Get. Out. Omega ,” the silver alpha snarls, voice raspy from disuse. It sends shivers up Carlos’s spine. . TBC

“Scum.” The sound filters into Marcus’s ears, and he flinches, his shoulders stiffening, but he doesn’t dare look at us. The Council orders the Omegas to step forward and begin their testimony. The first Omega, a young man with hollow eyes and a trembling frame, hesitates as he darts a quick, terrified glance at Marcus. Marcus, in turn, glares back at him, a silent threat radiating from his expression. The exchange is obvious—everyone in the room sees it.

"Don't make this worse than it seems." Blaze said. He stared at Janice as she glared at him and then at Thalia. "Just let it go." Thalia shrugged her hand off. "Why do you keep moving around brats? At first, it's the bitch in a coma, then this..." She wrinkled her nose. "This omega in front of me." "Omega is a werewolf too," Janice said. "Talk about the slaves and lowlifes." Beamed Thalia. "And you omega shouldn't talk to me because I am way above you."

"I don’t need to be stronger than you. I just need to know which way your bones stop moving." Then I let go. Sonia pitched forward and nearly face-planted. She caught herself with one hand in the snow, dragged in two rough breaths, then lifted her head to look at me. Something in her eyes had changed. There was pain there, sure. Anger too. But there was something else mixed in. Confusion. She couldn’t wrap her head around how an Omega had pulled that off. I straightened and turned to Marcus. He was standing three meters away, frozen mid-step. His right hand was still half-raised from the order he’d been about to give. The corner of his mouth twitched, so slight most people would’ve missed it