The Omegas, in case you have lived under a rock for the last 20 years, are the enforcement arm of the Controller. They never show up for Christmas or Birthdays, only when something is wrong and they need to control the situation.
There is no public information as to what their armor is made of, but the rumor on the street is that it is made up of some magical bullet and knife proof shirt with armor plating layered overtop that will stop heavier rounds. On top of that, they have full face mask helmets that contain, according to rumor, low light goggles and target location/identification systems.
All in all, they are designed from the ground up to be as intimidating as possible without doing anything at all.
Seeing them all those years ago certainly made a lasting impression on me. I have seen them off and on throughout the years since then, but never in the numbers I saw all those years ago until today.
I was in town and was on my way to a meeting. As I turned a corner, I was abruptly confronted with a wall of Omegas. They were out in a force I had never encountered before. They were surrounding a building I had seen before, but never had occasion to enter.
And there, right in front of me, I saw one of the Alphas entering the building. He was all dressed in white. His high collared shirt contained his angular chin. Hi buttoned coat bottom bellowed out like a cape that ended at his knees. His left arm was bare of sleeves and contained several contact points for external tech attachments. His head was bare of anything but the tech-goggles they wear at all times.
I saw him only for a brief moment before I was ordered to continue on my way.
I continued on down the road and wondered what would be so important that it brought out one of the Alphas.