The Omega Secret (Book Four of the Omega Game Series)

Chapter 3

Didoka

The Main Island

Present day...

“What do you mean the monsters have disappeared?” I asked General Aldudala and the enormous Alpha looked over to my brother, as if looking for confirmation to talk about these types of matters with me. Was he serious? All because I was a small Omega? I felt my anger stir heavily in my stomach but Kotani waved a hand, keeping the meeting fast paced and forcing me to listen attentively to the General. Aldudala was six feet tall and was so muscular that he appeared like a body without extremities. A trunk. A heavy, absurdly strong trunk that was being stupidly condescending towards  me. He focused his brown eyes on my face and repeated the same report I heard the first time.

“The monsters that have been plaguing the Blue Mountains of Naccanash are gone. They haven't been seen at the borders. None of them. The scouts can’t find their trace anywhere. It’s as if they have disappeared out of thin air, exactly like they appeared,” I started biting the nail of my thumb while I paced the room. 

That didn’t make any sense. I knew where the monsters had come. Mourna had created them using his blood, like he had created the first Queen of Spirits that he turned into his wife. I’d already developed an extensive hypothesis about how he was able to alter the souls and the bodies of everything that moved. My reasoning was simple. If he was able to kill all of us, he had to be able to change us as well. The only thing that Death couldn’t do was create life. He was incapable of bringing life, just ending it and at times, when he was being especially cruel...changing its form. He had used his monsters, terrible creatures that only understood and followed him, to terrorize Naccanash. 

I knew that Noctis and Aros had been fighting the monsters for an entire year now. Keeping them contained but trying not to kill them at the same time. It would be a crime to kill them when they were also humans that had no fault of being used by Mourna. Noctis and Aros had played their part, fighting them like Alphas and never using their powers against them. Keeping pretenses to not send the world into chaos by publicly stating that the old Gods were back. The Dark Desert and the Island of Laikos had been supporting Naccanash since then, sending men to help rebuild some of the cities the monsters had ruined. The Yellow Islands had remained neutral for an entire year citing our war avoidance to my father’s sickness and the political changes that had been instituted since then. But my father died a week ago and Kotani was set to be crowned in the morning.

It was needed to make a decision. Either we abstained from supporting Naccanash or we allied with the country and helped them during these hard times. The Yellow Islands had always remained neutral, sometimes even dubious from other countries' state matters. My father had spied on Naccanash and the Dark Desert for years, keeping them at an arm's length and never opening a line of commerce with the countries. But that was one of the weakest political maneuvers he had ever made. We could develop increasingly faster if we allied with other countries and learned from them, as other countries could learn from us. And these weren’t the times to remain austere. The entire world was at war. People needed us. Staying still was not the correct answer to the current situation.

One thing still bothered me about Aldudala’s report. It’s as if they have disappeared out of thin air, exactly like they appeared...Disappearing. Out of thin air...Why did this sound so familiar? I stopped pacing, my eyes widening when I realized there was only one God that could have done this. Kun. Kun could control the levels of water in the air. Kun could control the snow and the ice that covered almost the entire region of the Blue Mountains. He had done this! But, why now? Why not before? It didn’t make sense! It almost felt as if he was sending a message out there.

A message. To whom? To me? What was he saying? Maybe he wasn’t saying anything at all. Maybe he had just gotten tired after an entire year of doing...who knows what and he had contained the monsters for fun. The timing was the one thing that threw me off. Why now? Why now? What exactly was that brilliant mind of his thinking right then? 

“Dido, do you care to share your thoughts with us?” asked Kotani, giving me an amused smile when I looked back at him and frowned, just remembering where I was. I looked over to the long table full of Alpha generals and commanders and sighed, staring at the map at the back of the room. There was little I could tell them without explaining that a genius God was behind the recent disappearance of the monsters. Still I could try to make all these men see some reason.

“The real matter to discuss here is not if the monsters disappeared or not,” I said, facing the table of scowling men, “ What we have to do is make a decision. Are we helping Naccanash or not?”

“Why should we help them?” asked General Austeras, making me narrow my eyes at him.

“General Aldudala couldn’t have said it better before. These monsters came out of nowhere and attacked Naccanash. There were no warning signs before they got there and destroyed everything in their path. At least Naccanash has mountains and a huge land mass but if that were to happen to us we would be forced to the sea. I hope that if that’s the case and we are attacked we would receive the help that we could offer Naccanash right now. Don’t you think we should be smarter than this, General Austeras?” I asked him, scowling back at him.

“You haven’t seen war, lass,” rebuked General Oxa, the oldest veteran at the table, “One doesn’t just walk into war to help others. You crawl out of war. It brings a certain type of destruction into one’s soul. Have you ever been on a battlefield? Would you be responsible for the lives of my men? I don’t think so. War is never a decision that is easy to make.”

“I recognize the truth in your words General Oxa,” I admitted, nodding and conceding that small amount of truth. Then I held his black eyes across the table that separated us, “ But in times of chaos there is always an opportunity. This is our chance to move with the times or stay in the past. I know how it feels to be weak and still here I am, standing in front of you and telling you that sometimes we have to get out of our comfort zone if we want to make a change. Do you want to make a change or do you want to stay in the past?”

“It is not that simple,” rebuked Oxa, clenching his jaw.

“Nothing in this life is simple. I know that better than no one in this room,” I spitted back, taking one step to the front and squaring my shoulders, “You Alphas are just used to having it easy. To get things when you want things. To possess. But what happens when something stronger shakes the carpet you are standing on?”

“Now you are pushing the line,” intervened General Fara, getting on his feet and shaking his head to the sides in visible annoyance. I took a deep breath and looked away from the table, disappointed in all of them once again. It was my fault for thinking they would hear me like Noctis, Aros and Kun have done. It was my fault for thinking the Yellow Islands were ready for a change. I sighed and looked back at them all with all the coldness I could muster.

“Someone I knew once told me that if you want to fish you have to learn to get your ass wet first,” I told them and everyone just stared at me in surprise. I guess they weren’t used to hearing a princess using that crass language, but then again those had been Kun’s words, not mine. I turned my back and started walking away, giving them one last look over my shoulder, “Just let me know whenever you are ready to start fishing.”

And with a disappointed shake of my head I closed the tall doors behind me.