Omega01: A Growing Concern

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Omega Log(Hazard): Entry 1

Jan/14

Started out like a good day. I got some food, fixed up the bike, hell I even did something useful and caught another scumbag pickpocket. Its kinda funny, I had just finished munching down a pack of Jolly Ranchers so as I was beating his face in I wondered how much it must suck for him to not have any usable teeth anymore. Maybe he choked on a few of them when I left him in the alley. I was kinda worried I’d killed him, he wasn’t moving for a bit and his face is, well…let’s just say he’s gonna be looking like a stranger in his own mother’s house from now on. His jacket fit me though, but I left the stolen wallets at the station, no problem.

Like I said, started out like a good day, then things got annoying. I got a real bad feeling in my stomach and it lead me to Jersey, big surprise. Followed it into some odd hideout, the cowards had to hide behind a few doors and to make this even more bothersome, some joker in a mask dropped out of the ceiling and just happened to land on me. Bastard brought a nice flood with him too, almost filled up the room. In the end he managed to stop being useless just long enough to dive underwater and open the safety hatch. As the water drained out of the room I realized I was stuck with this moron so I let him tag along.

You’d think having one nuisance along with me would be trouble enough but then when we got into the main chamber of the hideout we were joined by two more losers. Anyway, I didn’t pay much attention to them since my gut started aching about the item being surgically implanted into some geezer on the operating table. The doc next to him seemed to be responsible, he went on a little rant and unleashed some bots all over the place. Jackass with the mask nearly died, think his name was Quarantine. Whatever I knew he was going to be a bother. I almost felt bad for him when I decided to send an explosion throughout the room to turn the robots into scrap, but hey he lived clap clap. I thought we were gonna have a problem when the doc disassembled and took control of the kid, but we took care of it without me having to light them both up. In the end Doc got away and the old man on the table turned into some sorta monster. I was ready to torch the thing but next thing I knew, we were ported out of there to Central Park’s basketball courts.

Of course I left my bike in Jersey, and as we chased down the monster the tall prick decided to get a head start. I was stuck on foot and waiting for Quarantine and whats his face to finish fiddling with some oil tanker in the back. I wasn’t really paying attention, I just remember being kinda mad about not having my bike around and being to far away to set that monstrosity on fire. Anyway, the two idiots finished up and looks like they saved someone from the crashed tanker, guess they were doing something useful after all. Its probably for the best that I stayed away from there, if these damn flames decided to burst out randomly it could’ve been ugly.

The twerp finally ported us to the monster and his butt buddy was already having a whack at him. Couldn’t let him have all the fun so I made the giant bastard a bit crispier. No civilians nearby, no tankers or gas stations, so no unfortunate surprises this time. Really, I was kinda proud of myself for a bit, my powers didn’t seem to flare up much today and I’m really surprised I didn’t randomly hit one of the new jerks while blasting that thing.

After the fight, some assholes from C.A.P.E. arrived and took the monster away. After all that effort those pricks are just gonna roll in and take it away? I got a real bad feeling from whatever they implanted into that thing, an otherworldly feeling. But hey, a twist! That wasn’t really C.A.P.E. apparently and when the real guys showed up they weren’t too happy about what went down. The look on the guy’s face was priceless, he looked like a tomato ready to burst, man was he angry. “Nobody impersonates C.A.P.E.!” blah blah Haha. Then the jackass has the gall to ask us to find out whats going on and says to consider ourselves a team. A fuckin’ team can ya believe that? Whatever, I wanna know what that thing was and where it went so as far as I’m concerned these kids just better not get in my way. For their own sake…its been building up and as I speak my left hand is shaking. Its that feeling again, that feeling like something is going down whether I want it to or not.

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Omega01: A Growing Concern

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