Ezra
Quiet…..it's so so quiet. Drip. Drip. Drip.
The sound of water dripping feels my ears.
Why is it so cold? Where am I?
"Finally." I turn to where the voice came from.
I'd say I'm shocked but with everything that has happened so far, I've realized that the best way to survive this world is to catch up quickly and keep it moving.
"Syrus," I managed to say.
"In the flesh. Well not exactly in the flesh considering your current condition. If you listened to me, this wouldn't have happened. But on the contrary, I'm not complaining. Been a while I flexed my muscles on that fucker. Like I said before, help me to help us Ezra. I could make you strong, undefeated, and powerful beyond your wildest dreams. I can't keep waiting until your consciousness is slipping before I can take over. Surrender to me and I'll make the both of us a force to reckon with. A change in this fucked up system where Omegas are nothing more than breeding machines."
"I can't do that."
