Omega's Final Secret...

[Radar]

(Matthews Johnson walked through the debris of Omega. His vision was clearing. The blackness had become a dark gray and then almost clear. He could make out shapes and he could almost make out colors. As excited as he was to be getting his vision back, he withheld the joy and replaced it with dread. His home, Omega, was now gone. He didn't know where he would go if he survived his Egypt trip. He ran through his mind for things to do afterwards, but nothing came up. Nothing, except the "job." Right now, he couldn't fathom the thought.)

(Doctor Catoire was safe in the only hangar Smith didn't destroy. He wouldn't destroy the hangar that held all of the money. He had set the good doctor down inside of a helicoptor and had grabbed the biggest gun he could find. The .357 Magnum felt light in his hand. Maybe that was because of his new mission, or maybe his new target. Or maybe it was just because he felt like nothing mattered anymore. Whatever the cause, Radar walked into the room and a tear fell down his cheek.)

(The Super Theta floated inside of its underwater cell. Its four gigantic arms floated harmlessly at its sides. It actually looked peaceful. Peaceful for a gigantic fifteen foot monstrosity with a cannon on its arm that could disintegrate a skyscraper. Radar wondered how many people it took to make the monster. He felt sorry for it. Smith had been playing God, making life that would never be used for anything but evil. So it was with a heavy heart that Matthews Johnson hit the release button. As the water drained, spilling cold liquid at Radar's feet, the Super Theta opened its eyes. Matthews raised his gun and cocked back the hammer.)

Radar: Please God, forgive me.

(Matthews pulled the trigger and the Theta fell to the floor dead.)

[Radar]

(Matthews had already deactivated the controls to the Theta program. He had already laid the C4 in the enterior of the last underground hangar. As Matthews exited the hangar, he pulled up the antenna on the remote controller and flipped up the button to activate the detonator he had set into the C4. As he climbed into the Apache helicoptor, he put a cigarette inbetween his lips and sighed. He could almost fully see now, and the ecstasy was killing him. Yet he still had a mission to do, and he would finish it soon enough.)

(The Apache lifted off from the pad, and the hangar's roof slid open. As Matthews ascended from Omega, he looked around once more. It was a shame that the people he used to look up were capable of so much. Yet then he became aware of the Magnum in his holster at his side.)

Radar: Well...this one's for you Deschain.

(Matthews pressed the remote and the final secrets and hangar of Omega exploded with a deafening roar. As the flames roared upward, Matthews frowned. Catoire moaned in the back, and Matthews gazed to the rear of the chopper. He could see the outline of fourteen million dollars that Catoire was resting upon. The sight didn't pacify Matthews. He simply moved the joystick forward and the chopper shot off heading off toward Pheonix.)