Xander: Now where...
*There is a blinding flash, and suddenly a freakishly gangled, white skinned man, about Xander's age, stands before him*
Omega: Wow. The primary unit is good old Xander.
Xander: You....didn't you go into computing after we left school?
Omega: Don't change the subject. We came from the same source. They want you dead, and they want me to do it.
*Omega fires several laser blasts from his hands*
I can control light!
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