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THE OMEGA PROTOCOL

While it is believed that a greater dynamo is possible through collective means, it is a current priority for the mutant nation of Krakoa to protect and nurture its greatest natural resource: Omega-level mutants. 

All efforts are to be expended in order to secure the future of the state.

"One people. One tribe. One family."

As I'm reconnecting with my history as an X-Man, another memory dawned upon me. It's not a memory of an event, but a feeling I had as Miracle. I loathed the status of "Omega-level". It's hard to ignore when the leaders of your people make a point of referencing mutants like you at any chance they get, even worse when non-mutant humans do the same thing except by treating you like a disaster waiting to happen. You're either an asset or a threat. There's no in-between. Either way, you are weaponized in some form. For a brief but important time, I hated my mentors for that exact reason. Many things drove a wedge between us students and veteran X-Men, but one thing that sticks out in my mind is the weaponization. Plenty of them were products of it too, but we realized that one way or another we'd wind up the same way. There's only been one time where I've felt truly seen in my source, albeit without me being present. My class decided enough was enough and shut down our mentors for trying to rope us into another plan as combatants. Pixie got us out of there both in my memories and in the comic itself. That still sticks with me. 

Around the time Krakoa was founded, I was hesitant to go. I got into a fight with my former counselor, Storm, about it. Part of why I was hesitant was the Omega Protocol. I am not a "natural resource". I am a person. I am to be treated like a person, not another addition to Charles Xavier's arsenal. Eventually,  I went and didn't regret it, but I kept my stance on Xavier and its approach to Omega-level mutants. I didn't care that he classified as one; his perspective of us was crystal clear. We're a resource, a crop to harvest and bear fruit at the expense of our humanity. I detested the label "Omega-level" then and still do today. I won't hide who I am, though.

OMEGA LEVEL MUTANT: A mutant whose dominant power is deemed to register or reach an undefinable upper limit of that power's specification classification.

NOTE: Omega level is a classification of a single mutant power. While it is quite common that mutants manifest multiple powers, only one is normally of Omega level
 
In layman's terms, to be Omega-level is to be very good at whatever power you've got. The extent of your abilities are hard to clock, and oftentimes, you can do pretty incredible things with those abilities. Typically, one ability within your mutation(s) reaches Omega-level. Take my mentor Storm, for example. Storm is an omega-level mutant. Although Storm has a wide range of abilities, weather manipulation is an ability of hers that classifies as omega-level. She's among the best of the best in the demographic of weather-centric mutants. For muis, muir first mutation is muir status as a winged mutant (Cheyafarim). That mutation isn’t Omega-level, though. That would be muir secondary mutation. Wei fall in the same omega-level class as Legion: Power Manifestation. How it works for muis differs since wei don't have different mutations amongst us. Rather, wei have the ability to will something into existence as long as its change is physical or biological. This ability can trigger verbally and non-verbally. For example: wei cannot will victory into existence, because that is a change based on chance. However, wei can will resistance or invulnerability against psychic mutants into existence because that would involve directly changing muir neurology. Wei could muirself entirely invincible to other mutant abilities if wei saw fit. Wei don't because wei are honorable to a fault. 

Furthermore, muir ability of manifestation can extend to others. Wei discovered this when Tariq, one of muir facets, fronted and went to attack a Purifier base. Wei still don't know why. Wei'll have to figure that out eventually, but wei do recall him setting off a gas leak and causing an explosion within the base. However, those within the base didn't die. Muir intent wasn't to kill, but to send a message to Stryker and his lot. After further investigation, it was discovered that the inhabitants of the base were temporarily altered to survive the explosion. Wei willed their survival into existence, briefly making their bodies invulnerable to flame and durable enough to take the impact. Their bodies returned to normal some time after. Wei probably would've learned wei're omega-level another way, but that's how it came to be as far as wei remember.

In retrospect, I don't mind having a parallel life where I have abilities to protect others to such a tremendous extent. I do mind being treated like a tool to be used, though. I know things don't have to be that way for us, but it's exactly how we wind up as Omega-level mutants. I just want my community to live in peace, and I know Xavier wanted the same thing, but we are not "natural resources". We are people. 
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Imagine that you're a student. You go to a nice school, but the school is known for its controversies. These controversies get a lot of people hurt, including the students. You've witnessed and dealt with things that a teenager normally shouldn't have. A classmate dies. Multiple classmates die. Your school is put on lockdown because it’s been targeted. You and your friends are supposed to carry on like none of it happened. You hardly have a moment to grieve before the cycle repeats, and it's taking a toll on you. You fall into the wrong (or right?) crowd. Your trust in the adults and authorities around you is reduced to zero. Most of all, you’ve grown rebellious. You're not a bad kid, you tell yourself. You say it not out of comfort but out of defiance. You know you don’t deserve what you’ve been given, but life seems to work against you at every chance it gets. The whole world feels out of your grasp, but you're not helpless. You refuse to be helpless. So what do you in a world that doesn't give a shit about you? You get up and do something about it.

Now, imagine you've made your mark. You gain a reputation among your peers. You're a menace to society in the best way. Maybe the worst way, too. But as the years go by, there's no trace of you. You're not shown in the yearbooks. You're not listed as an alumni. There's no reference of your existence whatsoever. It's like you weren't even there. 
 
That's what it's like for me, a non-canonical character from Marvel Comics. I'm not an original character (OC) nor am I a self-insert of sorts. I’m a member of Homo sapiens superior (mutants), but not in the general sense. I’m aware of this because of how different this fictotype feels compared to experiences where my fictionhood ends at the species. I‘m someone who was a consistent part of my source's narrative. I am an X-Man, and I come from a specific era of X-Men comics. My fictomere is New X-Men, specifically Vol. 2/Academy X. Published in the early 2000s, this series geared its focus around a young generation of mutants. My fictomere bounces off of the original New X-Men run, which focused on our teachers and mentors. You'll likely recognize them more than us. Cyclops, Wolverine, White Queen, Beast, etc.— you know ‘em! That said, they're not my class. I remember my class clear as day. Prodigy, Hellion, Surge, Dust, Wind Dancer, Icarus, Gentle, those goddamn Stepford Cuckoos— these kids were my friends. Well, some of them were my friends. My memories are foggy, to say the least. I remember my code name, my friendships, my plurality in that world, and my attendance at the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. What I don't remember is the events that happened in the comics associated with my fictomere. 
 
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