- Hawky, I have a confession to make... throughout the years I have been lying to you.

Battlehawk's POV
He beings to speak with a tremble in his voice. Telling me what happened years ago. I never expected his words to hurt me so much, my mother never loved me? it feels like a thousand knives just pierced through my heart. I can feel the hot tears already welling up in my eyes. I look at him and I can tell he regrets every word he said, but we both know his words are the truth. Even if we want to deny them and fight about them, in the end they are still true. Although I always suspected that he was my father. I know how though that cocky bastard can be. I mean it in a good way. Now, that I know the truth, makes so much sense, why I always saw myself in him. I'm still a bit upset that he hid it from me but I understand.
End of Battlehawk's POV

Battlehawk was speechless still trying to process what John said. As for John, the guilt sat not on his chest but inside his brain. What he had done he could not un-do. He could make amends in subtle ways, but confession was out of the question, even to his son. For many years he had kept it that way. He didn't feel like he deserved the love of anyone but he clung to it and hung the shreds of his sanity on it. He prayed that one day he would feel removed from his sins, washed clean of it, but the guilt was a stain on his, an ugly scar. He had to leave his deeds in past and move on.
John's POV
The guilt is ice in my guts. It could be a hundred degrees out and I'd still be frozen on the inside. I can't melt it on my own, I can't shift it at all. I can't believe this about me but I need him  to bring his warmth, to show me that I can be better, that I can still serve him. I knew he used to look up to me. Now, I'm nearly sure he doesn't. He wanted to be perfect so much, even as a little kid, and it kills me that I wasn't the father he deserved. So though it's hard to move past my mistakes, I own them, hold them as my own, and accept that he still loves me regardless. I only hope that by the time I'm done I can feel like I earned it.
End of John's POV

Battlehawk held his hand as John looked at him with surprise.
- I don't know if you were able to hear what I said when you were unconscious...
- Oh yeah I did, every single word. That's why I... well I decided to tell you the truth, Hawky... son
Both men hugged again. After minutes past Battlehawk said with excitement.
- Yeah, that's great! I can finally tell you about your mistakes. Haha! Not so perfect after all

John smiled as he said
- Yeah... I guess you can.
- What about telling people the embarrassing stories about you. You know, the ones that you told me back in your rookie days. Like the time you got stuck on the-
- Don't push your luck
Both smiled and talked for hours. Feeling closer than they ever were.

Meanwhile
Omega was being held in a security prison, with no medical help. Even after he was badly injured.
Omega's POV
I woke up with my heart pounding. My vision was blurry at first. The more time past I was able to see my surroundings. I was standing. Both my hands were tied up to the ceiling. I guess those bastards wanted to make sure I didn't slaughter them if I got loose. It was dark and confusing. Luckily I still had my armor on. I felt safer in it. Less vulnerable. I tried to pull the chains. My arms were tired and I pulled so much that it broke a little bit of the armor on my wrist, then it through the skin, cut until blood runs thick. Raven was right... these "people" only care about their own survival. I remember feeling this scared before. When I first arrived here. Carbide was well accept among them. Why not me? I didn't mean harm till they started to attack me. As for Carbide, I rather be me than him. The bitter irony is that though my body is chained, my mind is more free than his, less fearful. If I can be noble under these pains I have nought to fear upon death. but him? addicted to comfort and power. He should be afraid. The longer I live without it bringing color to my world the more I love blackness. Perhaps there was a time I didn't have to become a beast, but I am one now. I alone have to live in pain and cruelty. There was nobody else. It was just me, unsure of the time, bleeding, chained up, they left me here to die.
Omega's Flashback when he joined Raven
The young alien was roaming around alone and lost. He didn't a purpose and was badly injured by his enemies. There in the darkness 2 glowing eyes observed him with curiosity. With a raspy voice it said.
- You are alone, at night. I don't know whether to consider it courageous or foolish
Omega wasn't scared. He already had endure so much pain. He lost everything, didn't mind to lose his life either. Raven noticed the injures weren't caused by any of his team.
- Who did this to you?
- I'm not alone.. Leviathan came with me. But they took him. Carbide, and I don't know who the others are...
The demon looked puzzled. He extended his arm.
- Come with us, Omega. They see you as monster. They judged you! Well let's make them regret that.
Omega doubted for a long time. But finally he shook hands with the demon. Raven took him what it looked like an abandoned house. There were many scary looking creatures. Some were aliens like him. Raven began to talk to Omega.
-  The reward for following me is to learn the joy of inflicting pain, the love of power and the ability to remain indifferent as others suffer. You are meant to save yourself, I can help you with that. I can put the knife in your hand and remove the conscience from your mind. Think how strong you'll be with no voice telling you not to kill, not to harm. Why should you listen. You can be a king, mighty, crushing your enemies under your foot. There is no right and wrong, only what you can and can't do. You were born to be a beast like me. Now tell me, Omega. What do you really want? Come on I want to hear it.
The young alien stood up strong and answered sure of himself in front of the crowd.
- I want to be the master of this dark place, the one who has power and control!