Alex Mercer : get-go kill ( a prototype fan fiction )



( banknote : the details and business leader given in this story differ significantly from the real game, and such changes were necessary in gild that the biz may be adapted into an erotic story. excuse for such alteration if you're a epitome fan. Some divergence may be as I started writing out when I was playing the game and progressed as I went through the biz. The present tale assumes John Mercer's state of cognition when he is in day 6 of image 1. referee may kindly send word me of such errors.

I recognize that this is a fan fabrication and hence solicitation to a limited hearing who play games. However, I do hope that it's not too technical for others, and if it is so I'll blue-pencil facts to make things simpler. Still a little background cognition won't detriment )



Alex John Mercer was pissed. it had been two sidereal day since he had freed the demoness Greene from Gentek, and now the bitch was leading the hordes. Behind him stood his sister Dana 's safe star sign, where she was engaged hacking land site and getting him leads. But she herself was defenceless should the hordes hit. He feared for her safety. The only way to do so was to find clue take down the bad guys and free the city of the contagion. Right now though, he had nothing worthwhile to do. Until he evolved more he would not be able-bodied to take on the Gentek chief, even as the minions of Greene gradually consumed the whole city.
Mercer changed form into that of a soldier to head off the numerous marines out in the streets who would all too readily change by reversal their weapons from the horde onto him. He jumped from the edge of Dana 's roof and glided softly towards the street below. The multitude of the great unwashed in the street moved along heedless of the develop creature approaching them. Mercer was n't surprised. With undead running along the streets everywhere they had more to fear from the ground than the air.

Unfortunately he mistimed his landing and created a large Crater, sending one elderly woman into the oncoming traffic. scream of surprisal erupted and people moved back to provide the fantasm to move away. problem was he had no idea where to go. should he seek dangerous undertaking and evolve by fighting the host ? he walked aimlessly down the street his armed services dress a reassurance to the terrified folks once the witness to the botched landing had melted back into the crowds. As he turned into Haslam he realized that evolution was n't the alone thing he needed. He needed cue, clues as store of people tied up in the web of intrigue that McMullen had spun around him, turning him from a normal youth into a carrier of a lethal viral strain that gave him exceptional powers and made both the undead and the armed force-out desperate to kill him.

As he thought along these lines, he noticed that the otherwise workaday map had suddenly started showing a possible web of fascinate individual. Surprised, he headed towards his new encounter end. Alex knew he could easily descale the high school rises to save fourth dimension but wondered if it was Charles Frederick Worth it. The objective was walking leisurely and he assumed his disguise was working well. there was no demand of bravado, a stealth kill and consume would suffice.

having set his mind on the fashion of attack his sensation began to sharpen and focus, till he could almost hear the heartbeat of the somebody from a block away. He picked up gait as he wove through the hoi polloi he heard a remote scream. Part of his creative thinker wondered what could sustain caused an alarm so far away from the quarantined orbit. There were two military machine bases nearby and if at all a civilian was to sense secure anywhere it was here. this beguilement made him almost excrescence into his target, the somebody having stopped at the sound.

To his surprise it turned out to be a woman. She was about 5'4 acrobatic and ( if Mercer was in a horny mode ), a bang-up soundbox. She instinctively turned around and smiled at him. he guessed she was around 26, but looked a lot young due to what he presumed were her Asian factor. Her slanted oculus looked relieved at finding a military man, a look which made her quite an attractive, mercer thought. John Mercer was spared the unpleasant selection of going for a direct kill ( and so attract attention ) or disengages and try stealth again, when she screamed and fell into his arms. John Mercer followed her gaze to a hulking Gorilla gorilla like figure in the distance, which seemed pit bent on destroying everything in its path : a hunter was loose in Haslam.
John Mercer wondered whether to take aim it on and gain evolution stage or go for the young Asian thing before him. His creative thinker argued that since information was scarcer than EP, the girl was a practiced approximation. But he also realized that his choice was n't made only on pragmatic undercoat. The young woman had a nice body after all.



To the girl 's horror, the trooper began to transfer into a hooded youth with a grim determined look in his centre. She did n't need the TV composition to really pick out him, having been one of his fellow doer at Gentek, she knew what the infected person was capable of. She knew what was coming to her, and began to desperately struggle.

Mercer 's thoughts were elsewhere. It would be unimaginable to birth her without getting knocked around by the hulking creature that was rapidly gaining ground. car crashed, pedestrians jumped and fell, all trying to take to the woods the monstrosity. In a split second John Mercer decided to take her along. He 'd need time for what he had in mind.Wrapping the struggling young lady tightly around his consistency, he leaped at the nearest construction and began to. mounting, the few people who noticed his method of exit getting even more terrified at the sight.
It was knockout task climbing with a struggling pile of flesh. the lone way to build her shut up was to punish her, and exposed as he was to both strike team flame and potential hunter blast on the side of the building, he did n't let the sentence. So the daughter kept up her futile struggles until it was clear to her that freedom would mean a forty foot freefall from midair to the pathway. this frightened her into a sullen passiveness that nevertheless was receive to the rather deep in thought Mercer.

Where would he take her ? With his identity revealed the safe theater was out of bounds. There was a rampaging hunter and already a heli of the forces was on his tail. Tranquility, once a granted in his life sentence, was now a luxury.Reaching the top of the construction he began to go sideways, his body agilely zigzagging across the rooftops and occasionally throwing projectiles torn off the rooftop installation at his pursuer.
Much to his relievo, the heli seemed rather positive of taking him down on its own and did n't call for help. This, in itself a daunting task given mercer 's potentiality became impossible when the hunter, having joined the two foeman on the roof, made a lunge at the chopper and made it trend off. Soon they were engaged in a binary program battle and John Mercer could catch his breath behind a high-pitched paries. Changing into the military form again to duck the forces should they arrive again, he turned to his captive.

The recently pollyannaish fille now had a spirit of sheer terror on her pretty typeface, her eyes brimming with bout as she beheld her likely sea wolf. She knew he wanted her memory to patch together crucial events and incur new leads. And getting memories meant consuming the soul, a form of unspeakable execution for all practical purposes during which her body tissue would be absorbed into his. She would quit to exist.
But if she 'd expected to live a bare minute more, she was legal injury. mercer let go of her and seemed to study her. She could not possibly penetrate as to why he would admit time to do so. She was nub on a butcher 's crotchet as far as he was concerned. The delay gave her hope but also terrified her.

Alex saw that his victim was indeed sexy. Her consistence was slim down, accentuating the curve of her breasts as she breathed fast in her terror. Definitely a C cup at least intellection he, his loins starting to tingle in anticipation. her thigh were shapely and he could bet her pussy would be tight. He 'd not had sex for a recollective time and was getting hard. the tactual sensation in his loins translated into thoughts and thoughts into action at law. He decided to have her.
The miss backed away, her womanly instinct telling her to back away from a potentiality predator. But it was no use, he merely reached out and grabbed a tit. She watched in horror as his powerful hand began to mash her shape hard through her thin blouse. She raised both her mitt to stop him but they seemed to be pushing against woodwind. She whimpered as her pinnace secreter were crushed beyond anything her young man had ever done to her, her tit literally appearing like a quick study under his cruel attention.

His former hand pulled her close, forcing her back talk to make impinging with the abominable creature as her breasts seemed like they were being pressed under a millstone. Alex enjoyed the tears on the kick, wondering if she 'd ever cried any as he 'd been made to abide in order to fill the unethical interests of a few scientists. His anger made him entreat even further and he could swear he 'd bust a few blood vas. As if he cared, the cunt deserved everything that was coming to her, and more.

He pushed deeper into her mouth his hand finally releasing the misuse physical body to settle on the backrest of her straits. The position was a common one but the sheer insistence he applied to the rachis of her head made her feel rickety, the kiss doing nothing to allay her pain in the ass. Her focus shifting to the pressure on her skull her resistivity to his tongue collapsed. she endured the dual champion of a brutish pain on her skull and the touchy pinch of natural language on palatine tonsil as it extended beyond convention capacity to explore her throat sphincter.

Suddenly the pressing reduced and she found herself swallowing his spittle as he seemed to listen to something. For a moment naught happened then his forehead creased in thought. His idea told him that a patrol heli was nearby and would in all likelihood find them. He decided to risk it anyway ; he'd spate with it when it came. So he pushed her to her knees and began to undo his fly. His overlook humanity was demanding its share of the fair sex and he knew he had to pander it. out coat his 8 '' dick and promptly began to rub against the shocked girl.

She instinctively recoiled from the big hawkshaw knowing it to be a overture to worser matter to fall. As before, this did n't help much. she found her hair grabbed with almost as lots power as her tits had been to terminate her attempt at evading her sexual exploitation. The strong pressure on her whisker also made her open her mouth in painful protestation, but ended up helping Alex crusade his phallus into her seventh cranial nerve kitty. The girl was totally unprepared, having hoped to sidestep it till the last possible moment. The result was a throat rape of a most brutal nature, with Alex trying to make up for the apparent dryness with brutal thrusts. Unlike other blowjob she 'd given she was n't called upon to lick or suck, just continue her back talk open like an improvise vagina to fuck her throat.

Normally this would n't give birth hurt her. but the sheer girth of the cock ( and this was the armed forces trooper 's turncock ) and the rapid push in and out of her aspect made her gasp for breath. Alex made sure no rhythm was possible without her losing a few breath either way, and this made life doubly harder for the poor young woman. Ruefully she thought at how well she was known for her blowjobs. to think that the last she would reach would be to a sadistic infect creature ostensibly bent on suffocating her with his well endowed manhood.
Presently the fucking sped up and she felt the sides of her sassing and her mouth getting raw from the sheer speeding of the facefuck. She 'd never thought she 'd be used like this, and the feeling of helplessness reinforced her miserableness at being raped by an infected person. Tears began to increasingly lubricate the pole as it passed in and out of her red lips.

Finally he came, spewing his potent seed into and onto her rima oris, taking care that both her throat and her cheek got their plowshare of the facial nerve. she just hung there limply on his tool as he spread the cum with his dickhead making sure as shooting it coated her shiny Black person fuzz and her dress as well. she was rapidly becoming a cum whore.

At this moment however she looked up to see a heli hovering over them, the pilot looking with interest at the setting unfolding below. To their surprise he decided to land the craft. Alex wondered what the man could possibly need. An id proof ? But that could be done from the air itself ! Why land ?

To the cum drenched girl however, things were decipherable. The guy was obviously occupy in the sexual possibilities of the situation and she figured that if Alex allowed him to live, she may make to do a threesome. Her fright came on-key when the man walked decent up to the infected individual and began to chat amicably. He seemed to be rather desperate to give birth a piece of her ass and to her surprise Alex agreed. She found herself roughly hauled to her feet, the man doing so more than by pulling her titties than her tree branch. Her wearing apparel were unceremoniously discarded and both men whistled at her pert physical structure.

The airplane pilot moved first, using his clutch on her pap to bear on her down in a bow-wow style attitude. he then got down under her lying down on the roof with her tits to turn over him company as he banged her pussy. Alex would feature himself liked to explore the possibilities of such a lieu but he 'd detected that a hunter was in the vicinity and did n't want to be caught with his pants quite literally down. Being on top would admit him to displace away rapidly after consuming the young lady while the original was left as hunter 's lunch.

The pilot program oblivious to such strategic motion had decided that this was his lucky day. his mate had found pussy and he was going to get his share. His gf was missing since the pestilence ( that 's what he understood it as ) had spread to Times public square. He missed her body more than her presence and this hussy was as effective as any other to make up for it. He positioned his dick along her juicy pussy and enjoyed the way her tits jiggled as she squirmed away from his touching.

he reached out for one to absorb on as he felt Alex begin to promote into her from the rear end. it was soft and juicy, with finger marks he assumed were of his fellow soldier 's. not that he 'd bear in mind, he 'd take a good tit even if it was infected.
the girl did n't know what to expect when she felt substantial fingers begin to part her ass cheeks. she was a Virgo there as her head had never quite come to take on that shitholes needed to be used when all missy came with wet and warm slit. But alex was n't a person to be debated with, he had fixed his end and would get it. So the girl endured endless painful sensation as the focus shifted to her ass, now being invaded by a huge manpole.

Alex got in in four strokes, the very tightness of her virgin sphincter egging him on as the girlfriend began to scream and plead in vain. She howled especially meretricious when her ass pack finally consume way and be pushed in about half of his huge peter in a single campaign. The remainder went in by the succeeding thrust and the girl found her body revolting against her docile entry to this novel phase of torture.

Without allowing her any time to adjust to the immense invader he began to attract out again. this scraped her ass walls badly and she wondered if they were bleeding from the abrasive that was his rooster 's surface. She had no opportunity to check though as he reversed direction about halfway out of her anus. This gave her another electric shock as she was again stuffed to the good. This forced her forward in an attempt to alleviate the brutal pressure, making her tit stretching in the airplane pilot's mouth causing her even more annoyance.

The pilot meanwhile had realized that he was getting behind on the action and that he may be called upon soon to press off the hordes. He had no idea where the former marine belonged, but he wouldn't want to be discovered fucking bitch while on duty. This recognition made him catch the cunt's shank and ease his dick into her pussy. It wasn't easy, given Alex had already positioned her for his own joy, but he managed to get enough in to feel the tightness of Asian pussy on his 7"phallus. His fellow marine had found a trophy cunt for sure.

With both men firmly entrenched in their respective orifice, a gradual regular recurrence began to develop. Alex would push up in and so push the marine's prick out, and then he would draw out out and take into account the cunt to pull back onto the other's pole. While both of them found this arranging satisfactory, the fille found it to be highly uncomfortable. Although the initial pain in her golf hole had subsided, this repeated to and fro motion ensured that she constantly had to shift or be pushed into spatial relation, depriving her of any pleasure she may have got from the sex.

Alex knew he could hold out for as long as he liked, but the precarious situation made him go for an early orgasm. For the much mistreated girl though it was not a moment too early when his seed began to fill her rectum, his stopcock as rich as potential in her distend asshole. Alex was himself surprised at how prospicient he came. It may take had something to do with Karen being More absorbed in studying specimens than sucking sperm, but Alex came for what appeared like an timelessness. Exhausted, he then pulled out with a plop, and observed with some joy as his seed flowed out of her puckered hole.

Alex now moved to the nominal head, standing in figurehead of the young lady with his metrical foot placed on either side of the original's body. The original had pulled the missy down to ca-ca it comfortable for her to depend upon his dick, which pushed her head up and degree with Alex's shit handle cock. This prison term Alex simply grabbed her case and landed two hard slaps across it. Her lower lip split and the never ending bout now increased in volume on her cutting brass. Yet some part of her was revolted by the idea of tasting something that had been in her shithole, and she backed off.

Alex hadn't expected this defiance, especially as the two slaps were to ensure an wanton passage down her throat for his cock. This not being the pillowcase, he sent a couple of her teeth down the path with well aimed punches to her backtalk. The result was that her sass began to shudder, and her lip swelled up, now bleeding profusely. For hardheaded determination though, It made it almost insufferable for her to continue her mouth shut and undergo boost abuse. Her once adorable lips opened to take in the disgusting gunk covered prick into her bleeding sassing.

His goal achieved, Alex took a handful of the twat's hair and began to violently push in and out of her damaged buccal cavity. His wooden-headed perch began to tug against her semi dislodged teeth making every thrust double the infliction it should normally be. Eventually, the terminal managed to dislodge one of her tooth and pushed it into her stomach with a brutal thrust down her throat. The girl had learnt by now how to phase her breathing to survive the cruel blowjob, and made no effort to stop him as the step picked up.

However, this lack of response annoyed Alex. He wanted to see the results of his ravaging in her eyes, in the body language of a give cunt on his pole. He grabbed the hair at the front of her chief and tilted her top dog as he pulled out, making eye tangency with the washed-out lady friend. He was pleased to see that she was averting his gaze, knowing that he wanted the pleasure of knowing that he had just punished one of the individual responsible for his misery in the most unrelenting manner possible. But he wanted to appear into her centre, enjoy the fear in them before he consumed her. HE made her expression at him again, her eyes increasingly widening as she realized the facial expression in his optic to be that of a hunter who had played enough with his prey, The fille unwillingly obliged, the pull on her hair leaving her with no choice but to summarize eye liaison. Yet she tried to plead with him with those very eyes, hoping to negotiate something even if it meant prolonged intimate slavery to a sadistic bastard. It somehow gave him a high as he slowly shook his head, his smile telling her that nil could save her now. It was time to propel in for the kill.

The pilot was nearing an climax, having made the girl bounce on his dick for the past 10 mo. It had been a struggle to book back, but he wanted to savour the pleasure of rigorous twat as long as potential. But holding back any longer may cause erectile disfunction, as the ethnic music at the mess liked to joke. Just as he was about to come, he heard a roar, but was beyond the point in time of caring. The snatch was grasping him like a stiff mitt, the tits were soft and yielding to his skin senses and the girl was letting out her luscious screams now that the second gear blowjob was done. He made a genial note to get a blowjob from her if time permitted ; such a mean cunt ought to have a great mouth. Such thoughts were cut short as he felt himself going over the border, starting to cream her pussy with his seed.

Alex, having pulled out of the terrified young woman's lip, looked up to see a huntsman rapidly approaching the picture of the violation. It was a well thing that he'd had his sexual pleasures before it came ; he could now leave without any regrets. Turning back to the cunt, he began to envelop his arms round her torso, making it clear to her that her final exam moment were at hand. She began to beg hysterically as the evolved talons began to bite into her flesh and a sadistic smiling played on her cause of death's expression : for all her pain and torture, she would die exactly like every former human who had ever crossed Alex mercer's path. She had realized she was meat when she had seen him take his disguise, she knew it now as she died a dreadful death at the hired man of her rapist.

Alex took his prison term consuming her. he wanted to revel her concern as she was absorbed into him, her horror at meeting an end she 'd not have dreamed of even in a stasis cell. His tentacles were hungry for the soft flesh that was their solid food, their midday meal of sorts. Alex watched as they cut into her rib cage, into the spine and into her intimate reed organ. Alex thought he could briefly feel the original 's cock as the tentacles ate away at her womb, deriving sustenance from what would have given him pleasure, depriving the archetype of his fucking.
The tentacles began to rip her apart, her mouth opening in a helpless soundless scream as her throat was punctured and his thirsty member emerged out of those beautiful lips, to hover dangerously close to her grimace. She would die, she knew she would die, but she would die knowing what the sum total of her dead body 's usefulness was, how utterly spendable she was, and how incapable her well toned body was to turn away its lot. She would die terrified.

By now his tentacles had begun consuming her lungs, while others emptied her ab cavity of the digestive organisation. Alex took particular pleasure in gently wrapping the tentacles around her breast as they sunk into her lung LE chest, ripping the dainty morsel of fatty flesh away and into himself. Consumption was an art after all.

Alex watched her eubstance writhe and pull, rising off the terra firma as it was slowly devoured. She was now held up by his tentacles alone, her limbs too useless to support her. Indeed they kept her alive so she could be witness to the destruction of her well maintained soundbox, a full phase of the moon time spectator and her own execution. Alex made sure as shooting she looked at herself and back at him, feeling the wide-cut baron of Alex Mercer course through what remained of her eubstance even as she approached her Death.

It was now fourth dimension to end the appearance. Two of his tentacles approached her cheek and chest at a amphetamine which seemed like an infinity to her. Her mind and body had united in asking for a quick sacking, her mind incapable of enduring such nuisance. Yet the tentacles stopped as they hit her bod. She tried to say something but her lip was just a bodily cavity between her jaws ; instead she heard mercer say `` arrivederci ''. She closed her eyes.

Almost simultaneously the tentacles punctured the fair hide, destroying skin and bone with equal repose. She felt them penetrate, then came a searing pain, then she was gone. Her consistency spasmed few times before going limp. Alex had taken everything from the count, including her life story.

The pilot was surprised to find a sudden going of pressure on his stopcock as he spurted the in conclusion of his seeded player. He opened his eyes to find the girl gone and the fear Alex Mercer, the codename Zeus standing above him with a grinning on his back talk, parts of a human being torso rapidly disappearing into his trunk with the aid of menacing tentacles. The man was terrified, knowing that the choice method acting of the infected animal of killing his opposer were unpleasant to say the least. In all likelihood it ( and his commander insisted on"it") had consumed his fellow marine and the missy, now he seemed to be on the platter.

Strangely, Alex merely asked for the pilot's key card, and taking it, headed off towards the chopper. It was always good to induce a military fomite to motivate around in, and the chopper would likely evade most of the sensing element on the priming. He placed the card in the panel, and the room access swung receptive, showing that the aircraft was well stocked with triggerman and early ammunition. Smiling, he swung into the seat and started the locomotive engine. The girl, apart from being an awful fuck, had given him the lead he needed and the EP too, his mission was back on track.

The archetype sighed in relief as the chop took off. At least he was still alive. Pulling his pants up, he staggered towards the step down from the ceiling, but stopped perfectly as a huge dark overtook his own. Turning around, he screamed.

John Mercer was by now well up in the air, and could open a glance down. He had seen the hunter from a length and had packed off in clock time. There was always a possibility of it chasing the chop, but in this case prospect were low : he'd left the creature a nice bite on the roof, and it was now contentedly ripping the abdominal cavity apart. All in a day's work if you're Alex mercer, thought the individual in the chop as he sped off towards his next fair game in the infected city,

( may be continued )

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