Omen

Powers

Omen had gotten back to the underground facility and they had noticed that he was gone, he had gotten punished for it but he didn't care. He had been through a lot over the last twelve years of his life, he could handle this. When he finally went back to his cell he was tired and in pain, he needed sleep.

He had a nightmare once again, his eyes flew open when he woke up and he took a second to tell himself that the nightmare wasn't real. He made a ball of ectoplasm and threw it, the ball hit the floor, then the wall, and towards his hand. He caught it and he repeated the motion over and over again, he smirked as he continued the small game.

No one knew about Omen's powers, his captors thought he didn't have powers since Omen had never shown any signs of having them. Omen constantly suppressed his glow and forced his powers not to react to the constant torture he endured. He'd sneak out every night for hours to practice using his powers, when he found out about his core it proved to be trouble.

He had run into several ghosts that had helped him out, he didn't tell them what was happening to him though. Those ghosts had helped him a lot, he kind of wished he had stayed in contact with them. Another thing no one knew was that Omen had two forms, he hadn't been in his human form for years though.

Omen dispersed the ball made of ectoplasm when he heard someone walking towards his door. Omen knew they didn't have cameras in his room, he used his powers to glitch them and make it so all anyone could see was static. He loved his powers, they allowed him to do things no one else could do and it was useful.

Omen had been hiding his powers in case he had to run from his captors and he needed an edge. If they knew about his powers the test would get even worse, he hated just thinking about it. When someone knocked on his door he opened it like nothing was going on, no powers here folks!

He was simply told that another contractor called and he was handed a file before the ex-agent left. Omen closed his cell door and looked over the information, another one of his more upstanding contractors called. He was supposed to meet them in four hours, it was still day after all, he'd take a nap before he met them.

Omen went to sleep and when he woke up three hours had passed, he decided to leave a bit early. This particular contractor was really nice, it was a girl and she gave Omen food and soda all the time. She used to have a child but her son was killed by a person she had hired Omen to kill.

Ever since then she had been like a mother to him, she was the closest thing he had to a real relationship with someone. He used to know Richard but he was an assassin now, he didn't know if Richard would want to be his friend anymore. Omen shook the thought from his mind as he went to meet his contractor and see what job she had for him.

He found her on the roof of an old building, no one had lived in it for a while but it had only been about two years since it was abandoned. Omen silently landed on the rooftop and his hands were in his pockets, "Amari." She turned around and she smiled when she saw him she walked to the stairs that lead from the roof to the lower levels of the building.

"Let's go downstairs, it windy up here." Omen nodded and they went to one of the abandoned apartments, it seemed like everything was left behind when everyone moved out. The two sat down, Amari sat on the couch while Omen sat in the armchairs, and Amari grabbed a small backpack next to her.

She handed it to Omen and he opened it, she had packed his some soda, a sandwich, a bag of chips, and an apple. She also gave him a small package of candy, two cans of soda, and a cupcake, he liked cupcakes. Omen smiled and Amari smiled as well, then Omen looked at her seriously, "So what's the job?"

Amari was a woman in her late thirties but she look like she was only in her early twenties. No one would think she hired an assassin every once in awhile, she was also a skilled hacker that stole information for people. Amari looked just as serious as Omen, "A man murdered his entire family and got away with it."

Omen smirked just a little, "Until now, do you have the information?"

She nodded and gave him the file, she held up a large envelope, "This is your payment for when the job is done." Omen nodded and looked through the information, it didn't even take him two minutes to go over it all.

"I'll get this done tonight, this bastard isn't getting away with this." Omen stood up and slung the backpack over his shoulder, "I'll return the backpack as soon as I can." Then Omen disappeared and Amari smiled and sighed while shaking her head.

"I have no clue how he does that." Omen ran across rooftops and landed on top of a train that was headed in the direction he needed to go. Once Omen was as close to his target as the train would take him he jumped off and landed on the roof of a house. He ran until he got to where he needed to be, now to sneak inside and kill his target.

Omen snuck in with ease and found his target, he was drinking and laughing with a few friends while playing poker. Omen scowled and he tried to decide which weapon to use, he hadn't killed anyone with the swords yet. Now to wait for the perfect moment, it came when his two friends went to the kitchen to get more drinks.

Omen made the lights flicker and the man got up to try and check the lights but they suddenly stopped. The man raised an eyebrow before he turned around again and Omen was standing on the table. His swords were in his hands but the man was to drunk to figure out that he was in danger.

He sighed, "Kid I don't know how you got in here but you shouldn't be standing on the table."

Omen growled and the sound instantly terrified the man, Omen pointed one sword at the man's heart. "I have evidence that you killed your whole family, you're going to pay for what you did."

The man laughed, "So you're here to turn me in?"

Omen smirked, "Not exactly." Omen stabbed the man through the heart and he died not even a minute after Omen pulled the blade out of his chest. Omen found a dirty rag and cleaned off his blade before he disappeared and reappeared outside. Omen saw the man's friends walk into the room and they were horrified, they called the police.

Omen traveled to where Amari was and she looked up when he entered the room. She smiled, "Is the job done?"

Omen nodded, "You'll probably see a story about his death on the news, he's not hurting anyone again." She smiled and gave him the money, he smiled and gave her a two fingered salute before he disappeared. Omen reappeared in a park he knew all too well, hopefully his plan would work.