Runaway Omega
Chapter 191 - – 170 - The Weight of Information

Chapter 191: Chapter – 170 - The Weight of Information

Tristan’s Point Of View

"What determines a person’s worth? What could be wagered? What could be lost? Tristan, my sweet boy... Your path in life will not be easy, and for that I am truly sorry... But no matter what, you must never let it change who you are on the inside. Live for yourself, help those in need, and be brave– even if you are afraid. Live a life, bathed in the light."

I couldn’t focus on most of the conversations happening in the meeting. My mind was digging up the past. The last few conversations that I had had with my mother, were rattling around in my skull unbidden.

I had thought that those memories and her gentle smiling face, had faded into the darkness of my mind years ago. Now here they were, threatening to shatter my skull completely.

"One day, you’ll find someone who will love you, and fight for you no matter the danger. You will have friends who value you for you. Just you wait..."

Mother’s soft chuckle rippled through my mind, and I immediately wanted to cry. It was at times like these, that I wanted my mother more than I wanted to take my next breath. I wanted to tell her about all the things that had happened to me, how happy I am, and show her my ridiculously large family.

"From what my men have told me, the unknown gangs have been acting more aggressive lately. In just this month alone, my Duhtchy has reported over 13 Omega abductions." Lyukhe said.

"My Duhtchy has also reported an increase of missing Omegas. Not just that, but there is an unsettling rumor going around." Sîvret said.

Their conversation pulled me from my thoughts. The combined total of missing Omegas from all of their Duhtchies, was a staggering amount. I couldn’t help but stare at the screen in shock.

"From what I remember, there were similar documents in the Delgaide and Lore’rahlye files that we stole... The documents reported that all of the Government Controlled Facilities had been supplied with kidnapped Omegas for decades now." Bellamy said, thoughtfully.

"Yes. They began to require that all Omega births be registered in their national database, a few decades ago as well..." Ferdinand added.

"But by that logic, couldn’t they say that all Omegas are Government Registered Omegas?" Gaibe asked, confused.

"That certainly is concerning..." Zachariah grumbled.

"I must also inform all of you that they have definitely begun to start small fires. My brother and I, have already been contacted by Chazmen..." Xander said, nervously.

"Yes... You all should absolutely be wary of the following people: Chazmen, Shaihffer, Shannon, Rahzden, Casteille, and most importantly, Ohr’Aizen." I heard Meyhymn’s deep commanding voice from behind me.

It had been so long since I had seen him and Ezekihel, I couldn’t help but smile.

He walked up to me and Ferdinand, his eyes stern and serious. I was glad to have him back, but his face seemed to say so much, without him actually saying anything at all.

The slow sardonic smile that was slowly rising on his face was eerily calming. I couldn’t explain why, but it was as if I subconsciously knew that Meyhymn would give his all in this fight.

"Glad to have you join us, Meyhymn. May I ask you a question?" Zachariah said, taking control of the meeting once more.

"Sure. My information is yours." He replied.

"While I know the first 4 people that you named, I am unsure about the last two..." Zachariah said.

"Well, from what I’ve gathered... Casteille is the new Director of the Omega Facility Division. He stands to lose quite a bit if Tristan is captured by the others, or if he manages to evade capture... And, Ohr’Aizen is... Well, he’s an unknown entity in general. He is currently the acting President and Chief of the Executives Branch... There are unsettling rumors going around..." Meyhymn trailed off.

The look in his eyes was not one of fear or worry, but one of pure anger and hatred. I swallowed dryly, as I felt a shiver crawl up my spine.

"What rumors?" Zachariah pushed.

It was clear that Meyhymn had grabbed everyone’s attention, they were practically hanging on to his every word and motion.

"Rumors that the previous Commander-in-Chief, has gone missing. Some say he was killed. Others say he’s sick or terminally ill. If I had to wager a guess... The Legislator Branch tried to pass these new laws, but the presidential Executive Director would not approve them." Meyhymn said, his fists clenched.

"And the only way to get past his ruling would be to dispose of him, correct?" Bennhayzin asked.

"Correct. Though killing him would narrow down the potential suspects too much, so I don’t believe that he is dead. However..."

"With him out of the picture, the Legislator Branch could coerce the second-in-command– or threaten them even– with the knowledge that they were just as replaceable... Allowing the laws to be approved..." Sîvret said, picking up from where Meyhymn had stopped.

I couldn’t really process much of what they were talking about anymore. My mind was reeling over the amount of new information flooding in.

"It is entirely possible that all parties involved, have their own plans and motives as well. On the surface, they all have one common enemy, and they are trying to seize the opportunity that has presented itself to them... But underneath it all, they all stand to lose little but– individually, they also stand to gain immensely– by capturing Tristan, and his siblings." Meyhymn said, resting a comforting hand atop my head.

"There are many things that need to be investigated thoroughly, but in doing so, we will cripple ourselves by trying, in the first place. The contract that I have with the government, was authorized by the Chief and High Council of the Executives Branch. It is not something that can be overturned by replacing the Director. My father was a very cautious, and punctilious man. I will personally visit this acting Director myself, and get down to the bottom of his blatant dereliction of duty." Zachariah said, his voice dripping with irritation.

"I do have a bit more information to share with you all... If you don’t mind..." Meyhymn said, cautiously.

"Please. Give us what you can. You have been extremely helpful, you have our gratitude. " Zachariah said, waving him on.

I could practically hear Meyhymn grinding his molars, his knuckles were white and bloodless, and his fierce eyes never wavered. It was clear that what he would say next, would shake us to our cores.

’I don’t think I can handle anymore heavy information...’