ParadoX: Omega's sword: warrior, Hero,Omega

Captain Vikram Talwar, NSG, and his two commando pairs ( hits , in NSG lingo) were bored to death. He stamped his feet and kept a brisk pace to beat the Delhi chill as he made his rounds. Protecting a VIP was the dullest duty he had ever pulled, and He had pulled it under protest, He did not want to babysit the bottom feding scum that made up delhi’s “elite”. Warriors did not belong here.



Boredom dispelled in a hurry: He and his men hissed in surprise as the omega alarm coursed through their nervous system, literally, Since the Omega alarm was in their watches , and consisted of a parody of the age-old SOS. The watch delivered enough volts to make his nerves scream, for a microsecond, then a microsecond pause and another jolt,. Most of his superiors thought of him as a soldier’s soldier. And his team as one of the best ever to cross the chasm between ordinary commando and elite , They just didn’t know how elite. He smiled in recollection,He had thought being a commando dagger in the Indian army meant something,after 33 days of hell , Then Omega had stepped in: Offering a bigger challenge, taunting him.. he had officially been on vacation when the grueling tests began, and at some point, Even he had doubted anyone could pass the omega challenge, then bit down on his already bleeding lips and carried on. And to his amazement, his body had carried through. His mind had never doubted, but he had been surprised at what his body had been able to manage.. He had lost 19 pounds in those two weeks.. and his men had been right alongside him there too.



Now the Captain melted away and the Omega Warrior emerged, No, Five warriors. Those jolts from the watch would seem extraordinary to someone not omega, But they primed his warrior implants and awoke them, there was no other away they could be activated, They responded to Omega Control , and Only omega Control..



He suspected there was more to the watches.. but he Didn’t care , It felt good to be so fully alive again.. He ran a self diagnostic as his Vision went from Human to Omega warrior. It was amazing how much technology Omega had crammed into his system… He suspected some would call him a cyborg if they ever found out… Vision enhancements , With eyes Able to switch from visible to infrared to UV at a thought, plus a Heads up Display of his own internal functions and whatever else he chose to see,including eyes on the back of his head .. which he had found hilarious at first..wide angle optical sensor implanted exactly over his occipital ridge .



Mastoid auditory receptors.. Enhancing audio pickup upto a 1000 percent if he so chose, or blanking out noise in self defence . Bloodstream stem cells, highly modified for one task, Rapid regrowth of tissues damaged by Hostile fire. Bones reinforced from the inside by another kind of stem cell that deposited a honeycomb of a heavy metal.. making them six times stronger than normal bones. Electronics hooked into his vocal cords, that on command would intercept speech and convert it into omega command code..electronic or infrasound. There was more, but all He was interested in, was this






He was Omega’s Elite field soldier. Omega Blue One. His thoughts shifted like lightning as Omega control spoke “ Code red : code red : code red”



For a moment Even he had not believed. Omega the invincible, On code red?



Then he and his team had simply relaxed their postures and listened to the furious chatter on the Omega battle net, Units under attack.. Manpacks.. Casualties rising…Mind a razor’s edge..Hackles rising, As omega Command uploaded sitreps calmly as ever. Then deathly silence for what seemed like eternity, but had been less than 30 seconds, And Omega Control was back on.. But a Blue one could differentiate to a degree normal warriors couldn’t.. This was a different Omega control: At that point his nerves had been taut with tension: was omega compromised? No, Only the HQ had been taken down: and his mind had raged, finally.



And he knew every omega field commander shared that anger: Omega was sacred ground. It had been defiled.. and then the answers started coming in.. from within. He had always taken pride in his calm, collected response to a crisis..But the Fury burning through him now was frightening…. And he could almost sense it in every other omega out there. Omega Betrayed.



And Now he had his orders: Omega control had pinpointed the Traitors: Now it was upto Him, AT least for One traitor: The Director General MilOps. A part of him wanted more time to prepare, Needed more support. The man was protected by a ready guard that outnumbered him 6 to 1, most of it his friends . But the man was Now OPFOR , and it was upto him to get it done. Support was coming, but it would be late..He didn’t want it in the way, Anyway. One glance at his men confirmed it: No waiting, This was now, It was time to Move.



And Five Demons from hell erupted from darkness into the ready guard on the front entrance, , Bodies Running on Omega boosted Reflexes. Weapons silenced, on full auto: The men never even saw them before catching the omega specials: Depleted uranium Exploding bullets … and . He was running , a flying leap over the tangle of bodies that had been the outer perimeter and his banshee wail as his shoulder butted into 3 inch steel reinforced oak… it would have held 9mm rounds, It would have held off grenades.. but It splintered like cordwood under his furious momentum, concentrated on one point.



His men were a split second behind . Omega control had forbidden suicide for this traitor, And He was Omega ‘s Sword... he urged more speed out of his body as he raced, following the map Omega control uploaded .. A skidding turn to the left and two more NSG guards: weapons coming up… Mistake, One part of his mind chided his former colleagues.. as the other part triggered two three round bursts from the 4.7 mm caseless Heckler and Koch designs, Omega weapons , never breaking the full gallop he was in, and two heads exploded . Omega ‘s Sword, they called him: taken from his name, talwar.. and they were right, His detached mind whispered”.He was past them before they were halfway to the ground…



Omega control was chattering about his back , a heavy weapons squad coming up from the right of that junction he had just turned.. he flicked up a picture on his display.. none had a bearing on him , yet.. and time slowed down as he Boosted into Overdrive on his servo implants. And the men seemed to go slow mo.. He would have to trust his men to watch his back.. No time… door coming up, straight ahead. Titanium door.. war room, one flight down. HE switched to armor piercing grenades and his bullpup belched 5 . omega control was chattering again, he overrode the link: he was running straight into the blast radius. No time .. No time.. and the world exploded around him, something hitting his left shoulder and then he was through.. taking the steps 5 at a time.. .. and exploded into the war room.. The twit had a gun in his mouth.. can’t have that, That detached part of him thought.. and another carefully aimed burst blew the gun apart, along with the man’s shoulder.. at this awkward angle.



And He was was skittering to halt.. gun aimed firmly at the Man who had defiled Omega.” Don’t even Breathe, Coward..”, time to report in :” Target secure and in custody, Omega control”.. an emotionless voice on the net.. and then He realized that it was his voice, and exulted.


There will be enough time to take stock. He knew the old saw about” the only thing more terrible than a battle won is a battle lost” . For now: Omega’s sword had struck the first Blow.