Alex Mercer : First kill ( a paradigm fan fiction )



( preeminence : the contingent and powers given in this narration differ significantly from the rattling biz, and such changes were necessary in order that the game may be adapted into an erotic story. apologia for such changes if you're a prototype fan. Some divergence may exist as I started writing out when I was playing the game and progressed as I went through the game. The give write up assumes Mercer's state of knowledge when he is in day 6 of paradigm 1. reader may kindly send word me of such errors.

I recognize that this is a fan fable and hence appeals to a limited hearing who play game. However, I do hope that it's not too technical for others, and if it is so I'll edit facts to realise things simpler. Still a little backcloth knowledge won't hurt )



Alex Mercer was pissed. it had been two days since he had freed the demoness Greene from Gentek, and now the kick was leading the swarm. Behind him stood his sister Dana 's secure mansion, where she was meddling hacking sites and getting him leads. But she herself was defenceless should the drove strike. He feared for her safety. The only way to do so was to find clue take down the bad bozo and free the city of the infection. Right now though, he had nothing worthwhile to do. Until he evolved more he would not be able to convey on the Gentek chief, even as the minions of Greene gradually consumed the unit city.
mercer changed form into that of a soldier to avoid the numerous marines out in the streets who would all too readily turn their weapon from the drove onto him. He jumped from the edge of Dana 's roof and glided softly towards the street below. The plurality of people in the street moved along heedless of the evolved creature approaching them. mercer was n't surprised. With undead running along the streets everywhere they had more to fear from the reason than the air.

Unfortunately he mistimed his landing and created a large crater, sending one older charwoman into the oncoming dealings. Screams of surprise erupted and people moved back to admit the apparition to actuate away. problem was he had no idea where to go. should he seek risky venture and evolve by fighting the hordes ? he walked aimlessly down the street his military attire a reassurance to the terrified folks once the witnesses to the botched landing had melted back into the crowds. As he turned into Haslam he realized that organic evolution was n't the only thing he needed. He needed clue, clew as memories of people tied up in the web of intrigue that McMullen had spun around him, turning him from a pattern youth into a carrier of a pestilent viral breed that gave him particular index and made both the undead and the armed forces desperate to drink down him.

As he thought along these credit line, he noticed that the otherwise mundane map had suddenly started showing a potential web of intrigue individual. storm, he headed towards his new find out goal. Alex knew he could easily descale the high lift to save fourth dimension but wondered if it was worth it. The mark was walking leisurely and he assumed his disguise was working well. there was no need of bluster, a stealth killing and consume would suffice.

having set his head on the mode of attack his common sense began to focus and focus, till he could almost hear the instant of the person from a block away. He picked up pace as he wove through the plurality he heard a upstage thigh-slapper. Part of his judgment wondered what could have caused an alarm so far away from the quarantined areas. There were two military radical nearby and if at all a civilian was to experience secure anywhere it was here. this misdirection made him almost jut into his target, the person having stopped at the sound.

To his surprise it turned out to be a charwoman. She was about 5'4 athletic and ( if Mercer was in a ruttish mood ), a great body. She instinctively turned around and smiled at him. he guessed she was around 26, but looked a lot vernal due to what he presumed were her Asian cistron. Her one-sided heart looked relieved at finding a military man, a aspect which made her quite a attractive, John Mercer thought. John Mercer was spared the unpleasant choice of going for a mastermind kill ( and so attract attention ) or disengages and try stealth again, when she screamed and fell into his arms. Mercer followed her gaze to a hulking Gorilla gorilla like figure in the distance, which seemed hell hang on destroying everything in its path : a hunting watch was loose in Haslam.
Mercer wondered whether to carry it on and benefit evolution points or go for the young Asian matter before him. His mind argued that since information was scarcer than EP, the girl was a skillful idea. But he also realized that his choice was n't made only on pragmatic land. The miss had a courteous body after all.



To the girl 's horror, the state trooper began to alter into a hooded youthfulness with a grim learn smell in his optic. She did n't call for the TV paper to really recognize him, having been one of his fellow actor at Gentek, she knew what the infected person was up to of. She knew what was coming to her, and began to desperately struggle.

Mercer 's thoughts were elsewhere. It would be impossible to birth her without getting knocked around by the hulking wight that was rapidly gaining ground. Cars crashed, footer jumped and fell, all trying to get out the monster. In a split second Mercer decided to take her along. He 'd need time for what he had in mind.Wrapping the struggling girl tightly around his body, he leaped at the approximate building and began to. Climb, the few people who noticed his method of exit getting even more panic-stricken at the quite a little.
It was punishing task climbing with a struggling volume of shape. the only way to make her shut up was to penalize her, and exposed as he was to both strike team fire and potential hunter attacks on the side of the building, he did n't have the clip. So the girl kept up her bootless struggles until it was clear to her that freedom would mean a forty foot freefall from midair to the footpath. this frightened her into a sullen passivity that nevertheless was welcome to the rather preoccupied Mercer.

Where would he take her ? With his identity revealed the safe house 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 lifespan, was now a luxury.Reaching the top of the building he began to go sideways, his body agilely zigzagging across the rooftops and occasionally throwing rocket torn off the rooftop installation at his chaser.
Much to his easement, the heli seemed rather confident of taking him down on its own and did n't call for help. This, in itself a daunting task given Mercer 's capabilities became impossible when the hunter, having joined the two enemy on the roof, made a lunge at the meat cleaver and made it veer off. Soon they were engaged in a binary program conflict and mercer could capture his intimation behind a high rampart. Changing into the armed forces form again to fudge the effect should they get again, he turned to his captive.

The recently pollyannaish girl now had a smell of sheer terror on her pretty nerve, her oculus brimming with weeping as she beheld her likely killer. She knew he wanted her memory to patch together crucial event and feel new star. And getting memories meant consuming the someone, a form of painful murder for all practical role during which her eubstance tissue would be absorbed into his. She would discontinue to exist.
But if she 'd expected to last a bare minute more, she was wrong. Mercer let go of her and seemed to study her. She could not possibly bottom as to why he would take time to do so. She was meat on a butcher 's hook as far as he was concerned. The delay gave her hope but also terrified her.

Alex saw that his victim was indeed sexy. Her consistency was slim, accentuating the curve of her breasts as she breathed fast in her brat. Definitely a C cup at least thought he, his loins starting to tingle in expectation. her thighs were shapely and he could bet her kitty would be rigorous. He 'd not had sex for a foresightful time and was getting hard. the feeling in his loins translated into mentation and thoughts into legal action. He decided to take in her.
The girl backed away, her feminine instincts telling her to stake away from a likely predator. But it was no use, he merely reached out and grabbed a tit. She watched in horror as his muscular hand began to crush her physique hard through her thin blouse. She raised both her hands to stop him but they seemed to be pushing against wood. She whimpered as her ship's boat glands were crushed beyond anything her beau had ever done to her, her tit literally appearing like a leech under his cruel attention.

His former hand pulled her close, forcing her rim to make middleman with the odious brute as her tit seemed like they were being pressed under a millstone. Alex enjoyed the crying on the beef, wondering if she 'd ever cried any as he 'd been made to suffer in order to fulfill the unethical interests of a few scientists. His anger made him press even further and he could rely he 'd ruptured a few stemma vessels. As if he cared, the beef deserved everything that was coming to her, and more.

He pushed deeper into her mouth his hand finally releasing the clapperclaw flesh to go down on the rear of her caput. The position was a park one but the sheer pressure sensation he applied to the back of her head made her feel weak, the osculate doing nothing to ease her pain. Her focus shifting to the pressing on her skull her electrical resistance to his natural language collapsed. she endured the dual sensations of a vicious painful sensation on her skull and the ticklish soupcon of tongue on tonsil as it extended beyond pattern mental ability to search her throat anatomical sphincter.

Suddenly the pressure reduced and she found herself swallowing his saliva as he seemed to listen to something. For a present moment nothing happened then his forehead creased in thought. His head told him that a patrol heli was nearby and would in all likelihood find them. He decided to risk it anyway ; he'd deal with it when it came. So he pushed her to her knees and began to loosen his fly. His unattended manhood was demanding its share of the fair sex and he knew he had to pander it. out cake his 8 '' cock and promptly began to rub against the outrage girlfriend.

She instinctively recoiled from the big gumshoe knowing it to be a overture to worser things to come. As before, this did n't help much. she found her hair grabbed with almost as a lot power as her titmouse had been to terminate her attempt at evading her sexual victimisation. The stiff atmospheric pressure on her hair also made her opened her mouth in painful protest, but ended up helping Alex push his member into her facial pussy. The girl was totally unprepared, having hoped to parry it till the last potential bit. The result was a throat rape of a most barbarous nature, with Alex trying to make up for the apparent waterlessness with vicious thrusts. Unlike other blowjobs she 'd given she was n't called upon to lap or suck, just proceed her mouth spread like an improvize vagina to fuck her throat.

Normally this would n't have hurt her. but the sheer girth of the cock ( and this was the war machine trooper 's cock ) and the speedy jab in and out of her grimace made her gasp for breathing place. Alex made sure no rhythm was possible without her losing a few breaths either way, and this made life doubly harder for the poor missy. Ruefully she thought at how well she was known for her blowjobs. to imagine that the last she would give would be to a sadistic septic creature ostensibly hang on suffocating her with his wellspring endowed manhood.
Presently the fucking sped up and she felt the sides of her mouth and her backtalk getting raw from the sheer speed of the facefuck. She 'd never thought she 'd be used like this, and the feeling of weakness reinforced her misery 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 germ into and onto her mouth, taking care that both her throat and her cheeks got their share of the facial. she just hung there limply on his dick as he spread the cum with his dickhead making sure it coated her shiny black hair and her clothes 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 shot unfolding below. To their surprisal he decided to land the craft. Alex wondered what the man could possibly want. An id proof ? But that could be done from the air itself ! Why nation ?

To the cum drenched young woman however, affair were clearer. The guy was obviously matter to in the intimate hypothesis of the situation and she figured that if Alex allowed him to live, she may deliver to do a 3. Her fright came dependable when the man walked right up to the infected someone and began to natter amicably. He seemed to be rather do-or-die to receive a piece of her ass and to her surprise Alex agreed. She found herself roughly hauled to her feet, the man doing so to a greater extent by pulling her tit than her branch. Her clothes were unceremoniously discarded and both men whistled at her pert physical structure.

The pilot moved first, using his hold on her tits to drive her down in a doggy style office. he then got down under her lying down on the cap with her titty to generate him company as he banged her kitty-cat. Alex would get himself liked to explore the opening of such a position 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 allow him to move away rapidly after consuming the girl while the pilot was left as hunter 's tiffin.

The pilot forgetful to such strategical moves had decided that this was his lucky day. his mate had found pussy and he was going to get his ploughshare. His gf was missing since the pestilence ( that 's what he understood it as ) had spread to Times second power. He missed her consistency more than her presence and this slut was as good as any other to fix up for it. He positioned his dick along her juicy pussy and enjoyed the way her knocker jiggled as she squirmed away from his sense of touch.

he reached out for one to suck on as he felt Alex set about to push into her from the arse end. it was easygoing and juicy, with fingerbreadth stain he assumed were of his familiar soldier 's. not that he 'd mind, he 'd shoot a skillful tit even if it was infected.
the girl did n't acknowledge what to expect when she felt strong fingerbreadth begin to part her ass cheeks. she was a Virgo the Virgin there as her mind had never quite come to have that shitholes needed to be used when all missy came with wet and warm twats. But alex was n't a person to be debated with, he had fixed his goal and would get it. So the girl endured endless pain 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 missy began to scream and plead in vain. She howled especially garish when her ass ring finally have way and be pushed in about half of his huge motherfucker in a single movement. The oddment went in by the next thrust and the girl found her eubstance revolting against her teachable entry to this fresh mannikin of torture.

Without allowing her any sentence to adjust to the huge 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 peter 's airfoil. She had no prospect to check though as he reversed direction about halfway out of her anus. This gave her another shock as she was again stuffed to the full moon. This forced her forward in an attempt to ease the brutal atmospheric pressure, making her tit stretch in the original's mouth causing her even more bother.

The pilot lag had realized that he was getting behind on the action and that he may be called upon soon to fight back off the hordes. He had no melodic theme where the other Marine belonged, but he wouldn't want to be discovered fucking cunt while on responsibility. This fruition made him seize the cunt's shank and ease his dick into her pussy. It wasn't easy, given Alex had already positioned her for his own delight, but he managed to get enough in to palpate the compactness of Asian cunt on his 7"appendage. His mate Marine had found a trophy puss for sure.

With both men firmly entrenched in their several orifices, a gradual beat began to develop. Alex would thrust in and so push the marine's dick out, and then he would pull out and countenance the puss to pull back onto the other's rod. While both of them found this arrangement satisfactory, the fille found it to be highly uncomfortable. Although the initial painful sensation in her golf hole had subsided, this repeated to and fro apparent motion ensured that she constantly had to shift or be pushed into position, depriving her of any pleasance she may experience got from the sex.

Alex knew he could hold out for as long as he liked, but the precarious office made him go for an too soon coming. For the much abused girl though it was not a moment too early when his semen began to satisfy her rectum, his tool as mystifying as possible in her distend asshole. Alex was himself surprised at how long he came. It may have had something to do with Karen being more absorbed in studying specimens than sucking spermatozoan, but Alex came for what appeared like an eternity. Exhausted, he then pulled out with a plop, and observed with some delight as his seeded player flowed out of her puckered hole.

Alex now moved to the front, standing in front of the girl with his feet placed on either side of the pilot's trunk. The pilot had pulled the girl down to make it well-fixed for her to tantalise his hawkshaw, which pushed her head up and layer with Alex's shit overlay dick. This meter Alex simply grabbed her face and landed two toilsome slaps across it. Her lower lip rent and the never ending bust now increased in loudness on her stinging cheeks. Yet some portion 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 check an easy passage down her pharynx for his cock. This not being the case, he sent a span of her teeth down the itinerary with well aimed puncher to her lip. The result was that her oral fissure began to throb, and her sass swelled up, now bleeding profusely. For practical purposes though, It made it almost inconceivable for her to hold on her rima oris shut and undergo further revilement. Her once pin-up lips opened to take in the disgusting slime covered SOB into her haemorrhage mouth.

His end achieved, Alex took a handful of the puss's hair and began to violently push in and out of her damaged buccal cavity. His thick pole began to push against her semi dislodged teeth making every thrust double the pain it should normally be. Eventually, the pole managed to dislodge one of her teeth and pushed it into her tummy with a brutal thrust down her throat. The girl had learnt by now how to phase her breathing to survive the cruel cock sucking, and made no movement to stop him as the pace picked up.

However, this lack of response annoyed Alex. He wanted to see the effect of his ravaging in her eyes, in the trunk language of a soften cunt on his pole. He grabbed the tomentum at the front of her principal and tilted her pass as he pulled out, making eye middleman with the exhausted girl. He was proud of to see that she was averting his gaze, knowing that he wanted the pleasure of knowing that he had just punished one of the persons responsible for his miserableness in the most savage manner potential. But he wanted to look into her optic, enjoy the awe in them before he consumed her. HE made her look at him again, her eyes increasingly widening as she realized the look in his eyes to be that of a Orion who had played enough with his target, The female child unwillingly obliged, the twist on her fuzz leaving her with no choice but to re-start eye contact. Yet she tried to plead with him with those very eyeball, hoping to negotiate something even if it meant prolonged sexual thrall to a sadistic prick. It somehow gave him a high as he slowly shook his head, his smile telling her that nothing could save her now. It was time to affect in for the killing.

The original was nearing an climax, having made the girl bound on his dick for the yesteryear 10 bit. It had been a battle to accommodate back, but he wanted to savor the delight of tight cunt as long as possible. But holding back any longer may stimulate erectile disfunction, as the family at the mess hall liked to jest. Just as he was about to come, he heard a roar, but was beyond the point of caring. The kitty was grasping him like a tight glove, the tits were soft and yielding to his touch and the girl was letting out her delicious belly laugh now that the second blowjob was done. He made a mental note to get a blowjob from her if meter permitted ; such a soaked cunt ought to have a great sass. Such opinion were cut short as he felt himself going over the edge, starting to drub her pussy with his seed.

Alex, having pulled out of the terrified lady friend's mouth, looked up to see a huntsman rapidly approaching the picture of the colza. It was a good thing that he'd had his sexual joy before it came ; he could now result without any rue. Turning back to the bitch, he began to wrap his sleeve round her torso, making it clear to her that her final moments were at hand. She began to beg hysterically as the evolved talons began to bite into her flesh and a sadistic smile played on her slayer's face : for all her hurting and torturing, she would die exactly like every other human who had ever crossed Alex Mercer's way. She had realized she was meat when she had seen him hit his disguise, she knew it now as she died a painful demise at the mitt of her rapist.

Alex took his time consuming her. he wanted to savor her fear as she was absorbed into him, her horror at meeting an end she 'd not birth dreamed of even in a stasis cell. His tentacles were hungry for the sonant flesh that was their food for thought, their midday repast of sorts. Alex watched as they cut into her rib cage, into the backbone and into her intimate organs. Alex thought he could briefly find the pilot 's stopcock as the tentacles ate away at her womb, deriving nutriment from what would have given him pleasure, depriving the pilot of his fuck.
The tentacles began to rip her apart, her mouth opening in a helpless soundless scream as her throat was punctured and his athirst appendage emerged out of those beautiful backtalk, to hover dangerously close to her face. She would die, she knew she would die, but she would die knowing what the sum total of her body 's utility was, how utterly expendable she was, and how incapable her well toned body was to avert its circumstances. She would die terrified.

By now his tentacles had begun consuming her lungs, while others emptied her abdominal muscle cavity of the digestive organization. Alex took particular joy in gently wrapping the tentacles around her chest as they sunk into her lung to a lesser extent chest, ripping the dainty morsel of fatty flesh away and into himself. Consumption was an art after all.

Alex watched her body writhe and twist, rising off the priming as it was slowly devoured. She was now held up by his tentacles alone, her limbs too useless to hold her. Indeed they kept her alive so she could be witness to the devastation of her well maintained body, a entire time spectator and her own murder. Alex made sure she looked at herself and back at him, feeling the full-of-the-moon ability of Alex Mercer track through what remained of her body even as she approached her death.

It was now prison term to end the show. Two of his tentacles approached her grimace and chest at a amphetamine which seemed like an timeless existence to her. Her mind and body had united in asking for a flying firing, her mind incapable of enduring such pain. Yet the tentacles stopped as they hit her form. She tried to say something but her mouth was just a cavity between her jaws ; instead she heard mercer say `` goodbye ''. She closed her eyes.

Almost simultaneously the tentacles punctured the fair peel, destroying pelt and pearl with adequate ease. She felt them penetrate, then came a searing pain, then she was gone. Her body spasmed few metre before going hobble. Alex had taken everything from the count, including her life.

The pilot was surprised to witness a sudden release of pressure on his cock as he spurted the close of his seed. He opened his eyes to encounter the female child gone and the direful Alex Mercer, the codename Zeus standing above him with a smile on his lips, function of a human body rapidly disappearing into his torso with the aid of menacing tentacles. The man was terrified, knowing that the pick methods of the infected creature of killing his resister were unpleasant to say the least. In all likeliness it ( and his commander insisted on"it") had consumed his fellow leatherneck and the miss, now he seemed to be on the disc.

Strangely, Alex merely asked for the pilot light's key card, and taking it, headed off towards the chopper. It was always good to have a military vehicle to motivate around in, and the pearly would likely evade most of the detectors on the ground. He placed the card in the panel, and the door swung undetermined, showing that the aircraft was well stocked with guns and other ammo. Smiling, he swung into the seat and started the engine. The girl, apart from being an awesome roll in the hay, had given him the jumper lead he needed and the EP too, his mission was back on track.

The cowcatcher sighed in substitute as the pearly took off. At least he was still alive. Pulling his pants up, he staggered towards the stairs down from the ceiling, but stopped dead as a immense tail overtook his own. Turning around, he screamed.

Mercer was by now well up in the air, and could open a glimpse down. He had seen the huntsman from a distance and had packed off in meter. There was always a possibility of it chasing the chop, but in this case chances were low : he'd left the animate being a nice bite on the roof, and it was now contentedly ripping the abdomen apart. All in a day's piece of work if you're Alex Mercer, thought the person in the chopper as he sped off towards his next target in the infect city,

( may be continued )

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