After Omega awoke, he was alone in his room not sure of what to do. As he picked up his book to return to his studies, there was a knock on the door.

"Yo, breakfast's ready."

The door opens to reveal a boy that looks around the same age as Omega dressed in a white hoodie and sweatpants.

"Are you his roommate?" Omega asked.

"Sure am, guess you're my roommate now too. Name's Enjō." He leaned on the door.

"How did you two meet?" Omega got out of his bed.

"Well, guess he popped into my life and took care of me. Now it's like he's done that for you too. We're sort of like brothers actually." Enjō grinned.

"Now come on, breakfast is ready!" Enjō shouts as he runs from the bedroom door.

Omega left his room and walked to the kitchen. The wonderful aroma of bacon and eggs secreted from the table.

"Sit down Omega, we have some stuff to discuss." Uyama announced seriously.

Omega sat down at the table and began to eat his first decent meal. He was filled with an unfamiliar warm feeling in his heart, as if the atmosphere of the apartment was medicine to his heart.

"First of all, you don't really know anything about our souls. Doesn't that bother you?" Uyama crossed his arms.

"No, not really, but who made this?" Omega chewed.

"My desire is to see the-" Uyama began.

"Me, is it bad?" Enjō interrupted and hurriedly inspected the food on his plate.

Uyama cleared his throat," So my desire is to see the tr-"

A strange burst of emotion came from Omega, "No Enjō it's really good! This is the best breakfast I've ever had!" Omega exclaimed.

Uyama's complexion reddened to no one's notice.

The ingredients were dirt cheap... Enjō thought with a fake smile on his face. What in the world did he eat in that facility to make him like this?"

"Let me talk damn it!" Uyama shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Well I'm sorry you never let me talk to anyone else but your old-timey ass!" Enjō joked.

"You're lucky I can't beat your ass right now kid! You'd be on the floor!" Uyama slammed his fists on the table.

A rivalry between two men. This almost looks like a family household from the kid's books.Except it's missing a mother, and is quite dysfunctional, Omega thought.

"Fine, continue your first of ten speeches of the day." Enjō laid back throwing an arm over his chair.

Uyama cleared his throat,"As I was going to say, my power lets me see the truth in things. If there is something to hide, it's not out of my reach. Granted it's quite dangerous for me too. Enjō's power is also quite dangerous."

Enjō leaned forward,"My soul allows me to use a special kind of fire called Hellfire, like the kind from old tales. It's hard on me, so I don't use it much."

He suddenly got serious when it came to his soul. Why would he have a soul of Hellfire? Omega thought.

"And anytime you do use it your clothes burn off immediately!" Uyama snickered.

Enjō tensed up and grunted embarrassingly.

"Anyway, you better get to studying, Omega." Uyama stood up and cleaned the kitchen.

Omega was about to stand up when he felt a hand on his shoulder,"I hope you feel at home here, Omega." Enjō said and left to his room.

Omega looked around him. The smell of breakfast still permeated throughout the room, and life felt more vibrant and warm.

Home... Omega thought ... So this is what it feels like.

Not long afterwards, Omega went back to studying the human anatomy.

After a couple of hours, Omega became too tired of studying.

As he went to asleep, he thought, I'm ready.

"Omega." Uyama shook him awake.

"What's going on?" Omega yawned.

Uyama shushed Omega and held up a paper showing,"THEY'RE HERE, MAKE IT NOW!"

Omega's eyes shot open and got out of bed to begin the process.

To create something from nothing, can I really do it?

Omega thought of what he wanted to create, what elements were required to fool the police department, and put those thoughts into the palm of his hand. A bulge of mass appeared from his hand and extended outwards to reveal a body resembling Omega's except it was damaged. As the body inanimately fell to the floor, Omega dropped on his bed in exhaustion.

"I didn't think... it would be so exhausting." Omega's words fumbled slightly.

Uyama bent down to feel the body.

"Wow, it seems it worked pretty well. Even the flesh feels accurate. Omega, move inside the closet for now will you?" Uyama picked up the body and began to put it in a white plastic bag.

"What's goin' on guys?" Enjō appeared from behind the door. As he caught a glimpse of what was going on he let out a little yelp.

Uyama death stare'd Enjō and shook his head frantically.

Enjō quickly covered his mouth with his hands and tip-toed away.

Uyama carried the bag to the front door and opened the door. In front of him was not who he expected.

"Hello, Mr. Uyama. You have his body, correct?" A slender man dressed in a suit asked.

"Y-Yes, Mr. Steele." Uyama handed over the bag to his hands.

Steele grinned as he opened the bag to find the body of Omega.

"I didn't expect you to come here." Uyama said blankly.

"Well you were quite close to my father weren't you? I wanted to see what sort of people he associated with. Could you imagine the surprise when I discovered you work for me?" Steele erupted in laughter.

"No. No sir."

"Anyway, I appreciate your hard work, I'll be sure to give you a good compensation." Steele walked away with a sly grin and drove off in his limousine.

The door closed and Uyama sighed. He turned around to see Enjō standing behind him.

"Uyama! Close to his father? What did he mean by that?" Enjō yelled.

"We we're just friends at a younger age. There's nothing to it."

"Are you just a government dog? I thought we were doing this together!"

"It's called being an inside agent!"

Enjō's face scrunched up and sparks began to fly from his balled up fists.

What's happening out there? Omega thought while trying to peek through the door of the closet.

Uyama placed his hands on Enjō's shoulders. "Trust me..." Uyama's face quickly shifted expressions to a solemn one.