Alex Mercer : First pop ( a prototype fan fiction )



( Federal Reserve note : the details and powers given in this account differ significantly from the real game, and such changes were necessary in society that the game may be adapted into an titillating narrative. apologia for such change if you're a image fan. Some discrepancies may exist as I started writing out when I was playing the plot and progressed as I went through the game. The present narration assumes Mercer's state of knowledge when he is in day 6 of Prototype 1. Readers may kindly send word me of such errors.

I recognize that this is a fan fiction and hence collection to a limited audience who play games. However, I do hope that it's not too technical for others, and if it is so I'll delete facts to make things simpler. Still a little background knowledge won't detriment )



Alex John Mercer was pissed. it had been two days since he had freed the demoness Henry Graham Greene from Gentek, and now the gripe was leading the hordes. Behind him stood his sister Dana 's safe house, where she was in use hacking sites and getting him leads. But she herself was defenceless should the hordes strike. He feared for her safety. The only when way to do so was to find cue take down the bad guy wire 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-bodied to take on the Gentek chief, even as the minions of Graham Greene gradually consumed the whole city.
Mercer changed material body into that of a soldier to nullify the numerous marines out in the streets who would all too readily work their weapon from the horde onto him. He jumped from the boundary of Danu 's roof and glided softly towards the street below. The the great unwashed of the great unwashed in the street moved along heedless of the evolve creature approaching them. Mercer was n't surprised. With undead running along the streets everywhere they had more to venerate from the ground than the air.

Unfortunately he mistimed his landing place and created a large volcanic crater, sending one elderly woman into the oncoming traffic. howler of surprise erupted and people moved back to allow the phantasma to move away. problem was he had no idea where to go. should he assay adventure and evolve by fighting the legion ? he walked aimlessly down the street his military attire a reassurance to the terrorise folk once the witnesses to the botched landing had melted back into the crowds. As he turned into Haslam he realized that evolution was n't the only thing he needed. He needed clues, clew as computer memory of hoi polloi 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 var. that gave him limited powers and made both the undead and the armed military force desperate to vote down him.

As he thought along these lines, he noticed that the otherwise terrene map had suddenly started showing a possible web of intrigue soul. Surprised, he headed towards his new found goal. Alex knew he could easily descale the high rises to hold open sentence but wondered if it was Worth it. The target was walking leisurely and he assumed his camouflage was working well. there was no demand of bravado, a stealing kill and consume would suffice.

having set his mind on the mode of attack his senses began to sharpen and focus, till he could almost find out the heartbeat of the mortal from a block away. He picked up tread as he wove through the hoi polloi he heard a distant scream. Part of his nous wondered what could have got caused an alarm so far away from the quarantined areas. There were two military bases nearby and if at all a civilian was to finger secure anywhere it was here. this misdirection made him almost jut into his butt, the person having stopped at the sound.

To his surprise it turned out to be a char. She was about 5'4 acrobatic and ( if mercer was in a corneous humor ), a great body. She instinctively turned around and smiled at him. he guessed she was around 26, but looked a lot younger due to what he presumed were her Asian factor. Her slanted heart looked relieved at finding a military machine man, a flavour which made her quite an attractive, Mercer persuasion. Mercer was spared the unpleasant choice of going for a organise kill ( and so pull attention ) or disengages and try stealth again, when she screamed and fell into his weapon. John Mercer followed her gaze to a hulking gorilla like figure in the distance, which seemed inferno bent on destroying everything in its way : a hunter was loose in Haslam.
Mercer wondered whether to choose it on and bring in development points or go for the young Asiatic affair before him. His brain argued that since information was scarcer than EP, the girl was a better idea. But he also realized that his alternative was n't made only on hardheaded primer coat. The girl had a skillful consistence after all.



To the female child 's horror, the trooper began to modify into a hooded youth with a dingy determined look in his oculus. She did n't demand the TV paper to really recognize him, having been one of his companion workers at Gentek, she knew what the infected somebody was capable of. She knew what was coming to her, and began to desperately struggle.

Mercer 's persuasion were elsewhere. It would be impossible to feature her without getting knocked around by the hulking creature that was rapidly gaining ground. Cars crashed, footer jumped and fell, all trying to scarper the monstrosity. In a disconnected secondment Mercer decided to take her along. He 'd call for prison term for what he had in mind.Wrapping the struggling girl tightly around his consistency, he leaped at the nearest building and began to. climbing, the few citizenry who noticed his method acting of outlet getting even more frightened at the sight.
It was strong task climbing with a struggling volume of flesh. the only if way to make her shut up was to penalize her, and exposed as he was to both tap team fervency and potential Hunter attacks on the side of the construction, he did n't have the time. So the girlfriend kept up her otiose struggle until it was clear to her that freedom would think a forty foot freefall from midair to the pathway. this frightened her into a heavy passivity that nevertheless was welcome to the rather lost Mercer.

Where would he make her ? With his identity operator revealed the safety star sign was out of leaping. There was a rampaging hunter and already a heli of the power was on his tail. quietness, once a granted in his life, was now a luxury.Reaching the top of the building he began to proceed sideways, his dead body agilely zigzagging across the rooftops and occasionally throwing projectile torn off the rooftop installation at his chaser.
Much to his rest, the heli seemed rather sure-footed of taking him down on its own and did n't address for help. This, in itself a daunting labor given mercer 's capabilities became impossible when the hunter, having joined the two enemy on the cap, made a passado at the pearly and made it veer off. Soon they were engaged in a binary conflict and mercer could becharm his breathing spell behind a high school wall. Changing into the military shape again to evade the forces should they arrive again, he turned to his prisoner.

The recently cheerful girl now had a look of sheer affright on her pretty face, her eyes brimming with tears as she beheld her in all likelihood killer. She knew he wanted her memory to patch up together authoritative events and come up new track. And getting memories meant consuming the person, a flesh of unspeakable murder for all virtual purposes during which her consistence tissue paper would be absorbed into his. She would cease to exist.
But if she 'd expected to populate a bare minute more, she was wrong. Mercer let go of her and seemed to canvass her. She could not possibly fathom as to why he would postulate fourth dimension 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 aphrodisiac. Her body was lose weight, accentuating the bender of her breasts as she breathed fast in her little terror. Definitely a C cup at to the lowest degree thought he, his pubes 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 hanker time and was getting hard. the feeling in his loins translated into thoughts and opinion into legal action. He decided to have her.
The missy backed away, her feminine instincts telling her to gage away from a potential drop vulture. But it was no use, he merely reached out and grabbed a tit. She watched in horror as his hefty manus began to mash her flesh hard through her thin blouse. She raised both her hands to quit him but they seemed to be pushing against woodwind instrument. She whimpered as her tender glands were crushed beyond anything her boyfriend had ever done to her, her tit literally appearing like a poriferan under his cruel attention.

His other deal pulled her close, forcing her lips to ca-ca contact with the abominable creature as her knocker seemed like they were being pressed under a albatross. Alex enjoyed the tears on the bitch, wondering if she 'd ever cried any as he 'd been made to bear in order of magnitude to meet the unethical interests of a few scientists. His anger made him press even further and he could swear he 'd rupture a few profligate vessels. As if he cared, the bitch deserved everything that was coming to her, and more.

He pushed deeper into her backtalk his bridge player finally releasing the clapperclaw build to settle down on the back of her psyche. The status was a common one but the sheer pressure he applied to the backrest of her caput made her feel weak, the osculate doing nothing to ease her pain sensation. Her focus shifting to the insistency on her skull her impedance to his tongue collapsed. she endured the double sensations of a brutal pain on her skull and the delicate touch sensation of tongue on tonsilla as it extended beyond normal capacity to explore her throat sphincter.

Suddenly the insistence reduced and she found herself swallowing his saliva as he seemed to hear to something. For a moment aught happened then his forehead creased in opinion. His creative thinker told him that a patrol heli was nearby and would in all likelihood see them. He decided to take a chance it anyway ; he'd batch with it when it came. So he pushed her to her knees and began to undo his fly. His omit manhood was demanding its contribution of the woman and he knew he had to gratify it. out cake his 8 '' pecker and promptly began to rub against the shocked girl.

She instinctively recoiled from the big dick knowing it to be a prelude to worser affair to descend. As before, this did n't help much. she found her hair grabbed with almost as a great deal power as her teat had been to send away her attempt at evading her sexual victimization. The strong pressure on her hair also made her candid her mouth in awful protest, but ended up helping Alex push his member into her facial nerve twat. The miss was totally unprepared, having hoped to dodge it till the lowest possible here and now. The resolution was a throat rape of a most beastly nature, with Alex trying to make up for the apparent dispassion with beastly thrusts. Unlike other blowjob she 'd given she was n't called upon to lick or soak up, just observe her mouth unfastened like an improvised vagina to fuck her throat.

Normally this would n't have hurt her. but the sheer girth of the peter ( and this was the war machine state trooper 's dick ) and the rapid thrusting in and out of her face made her gasp for breathing space. Alex made sure as shooting no rhythm method of birth control was possible without her losing a few breaths either way, and this made life doubly harder for the hapless missy. Ruefully she thought at how well she was known for her cock sucking. to conceive that the live on she would ease up would be to a sadistic infected creature ostensibly hang on suffocating her with his wellspring endowed manhood.
Presently the roll in the hay sped up and she felt the position of her mouth and her lips getting raw from the sheer swiftness of the facefuck. She 'd never thought she 'd be used like this, and the feeling of impuissance reinforced her wretchedness at being raped by an infected person. Tears began to increasingly lube 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 maintenance that both her throat and her cheeks got their parcel of the facial. she just hung there limply on his peter as he spread the cum with his dickhead making sure it coated her lustrous blackened hair and her clothes as well. she was rapidly becoming a cum whore.

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

To the cum drenched girl however, things were clearer. The guy was obviously concerned in the sexual hypothesis of the post and she figured that if Alex allowed him to live, she may suffer to do a threesome. Her fears came straight when the man walked right up to the taint soul and began to chat amicably. He seemed to be rather despairing to cause a piece of her ass and to her surprise Alex agreed. She found herself roughly hauled to her fundament, the man doing so more than by pulling her bosom than her limbs. Her clothes were unceremoniously discarded and both men whistled at her pert body.

The archetype moved first, using his keep on her pap to campaign her down in a doggy style position. he then got down under her lying down on the roof with her nipple to feed him companionship as he banged her pussy. Alex would give himself liked to search the possibleness of such a position but he 'd detected that a Orion was in the neck of the woods and did n't require 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 lunch.

The pilot program oblivious to such strategic moves had decided that this was his lucky day. his Ilex paraguariensis had found pussy and he was going to get his share. His gf was missing since the plague ( that 's what he understood it as ) had spread to Times square toes. He missed her body more than her mien and this slut was as adept as any early to piss up for it. He positioned his shaft along her juicy pussy and enjoyed the way her tit jiggled as she squirmed away from his touch modality.

he reached out for one to suck on as he felt Alex begin to campaign into her from the raise end. it was soft and juicy, with finger bull's eye he assumed were of his fellow soldier 's. not that he 'd mind, he 'd take a good tit even if it was infected.
the missy did n't get it on what to expect when she felt solid fingers begin to component her ass cheeks. she was a Virgo there as her creative thinker had never quite come to accept that shitholes needed to be used when all female child 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 daughter endured endless pain as the focus shifted to her ass, now being invaded by a immense manpole.

Alex got in in four strokes, the very niggardliness of her virgin sphincter egging him on as the little girl began to scream and plead in vain. She howled especially loud when her ass ring finally have way and be pushed in about one-half of his immense prick in a undivided social movement. The remainder went in by the next thrust and the girl found her trunk revolting against her docile submission to this novel form of torturing.

Without allowing her any sentence to adjust to the huge invader he began to rend out again. this scraped her ass walls badly and she wondered if they were bleeding from the abrasive that was his cock 's control surface. She had no chance to train though as he reversed direction about halfway out of her anus. This gave her another jolt as she was again stuffed to the fully. This forced her forward in an endeavour to ease the brutal force per unit area, making her tit stretch in the archetype's mouth causing her even more pain.

The cowcatcher interim had realized that he was getting behind on the action and that he may be called upon soon to campaign off the hordes. He had no mind where the other marine belonged, but he wouldn't want to be discovered fucking cunt while on tariff. This realization made him grab the cunt's waistline and alleviate his peter into her pussy. It wasn't easy, given Alex had already positioned her for his own pleasance, but he managed to get enough in to feel the tightness of Asian slit on his 7"extremity. His gent marine had found a dirty money snatch for sure.

With both men firmly entrenched in their respective porta, a gradual round began to train. Alex would thrust in and so push the marine's cock out, and then he would pull out and allow the cunt to pull back onto the other's pole. While both of them found this organization satisfactory, the fille found it to be highly uncomfortable. Although the initial pain in her holes had subsided, this repeated to and fro motility ensured that she constantly had to budge or be pushed into billet, 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 coming. For the much mistreat girl though it was not a moment too early when his seed began to fill her rectum, his cock as trench as possible in her distended arsehole. Alex was himself surprised at how farsighted he came. It may have had something to do with Karen being more absorbed in studying specimens than sucking sperm, but Alex came for what appeared like an eternity. Exhausted, he then pulled out with a plop, and observed with some pleasance as his seed flowed out of her puckered hole.

Alex now moved to the front end, standing in front of the girl with his invertebrate foot placed on either side of the pilot's torso. The buffer had pulled the girl down to make it easier for her to ride his gumshoe, which pushed her head up and level with Alex's shit covered cock. This time Alex simply grabbed her nerve and landed two hard slap across it. Her down in the mouth lip split and the never ending tears now increased in mass on her sting cheeks. Yet some persona 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 rebelliousness, especially as the two slaps were to ensure an comfortable passage down her throat for his dick. This not being the casing, he sent a couple of her teeth down the route with well aimed punches to her rim. The result was that her sassing began to throb, and her lips swelled up, now bleeding profusely. For practical design though, It made it almost impossible for her to observe her mouth shut and undergo foster abuse. Her once lovely brim opened to take in the disgusting gunk covered prick into her bleeding sass.

His destination achieved, Alex took a smattering of the cunt's hair and began to violently push in and out of her damaged buccal cavity. His thickly terminal began to advertise against her semifinal dislodged tooth making every thrust double over the pain sensation it should normally be. Eventually, the pole managed to reposition one of her teeth and pushed it into her stomach with a brutal thrust down her throat. The young lady had learnt by now how to phase her external respiration to live the cruel cock sucking, and made no effort to stop him as the pace picked up.

However, this lack of response annoyed Alex. He wanted to see the final result of his devastation in her middle, in the body language of a broken bitch on his pole. He grabbed the fuzz at the front of her head and tilted her head as he pulled out, making eye link with the wipe out girlfriend. He was pleased to see that she was averting his gaze, knowing that he wanted the joy of knowing that he had just punished one of the mortal responsible for his misery in the most barbarous manner possible. But he wanted to face into her eyes, enjoy the fear in them before he consumed her. HE made her look at him again, her eyes increasingly widening as she realized the face in his eyes to be that of a Hunter who had played enough with his prey, The girl unwillingly obliged, the puff on her hair leaving her with no choice but to summarise eye contact. Yet she tried to plead with him with those very eyes, hoping to talk terms something even if it meant protract intimate slavery to a sadistic dickhead. It somehow gave him a high as he slowly shook his promontory, his smiling telling her that zero could keep open her now. It was sentence to move in for the putting to death.

The pilot light was nearing an orgasm, having made the girl bounce on his dick for the past 10 minutes. It had been a struggle to support back, but he wanted to savor the pleasure of tight bitch as long as possible. But holding back any longer may do erectile dysfunction, as the folks at the mess liked to joke. Just as he was about to come, he heard a hollo, but was beyond the point of caring. The pussy was grasping him like a compressed baseball mitt, the titmouse were cushy and yielding to his touch and the girl was letting out her delicious screeching now that the second blowjob was done. He made a genial distinction to get a blowjob from her if time permitted ; such a loaded cunt ought to take a not bad backtalk. Such thoughts were cut short as he felt himself going over the edge, starting to bat her cunt with his seed.

Alex, having pulled out of the terrified daughter's mouth, looked up to see a huntsman rapidly approaching the panorama of the assault. It was a ripe thing that he'd had his sexual pleasures before it came ; he could now bequeath without any regrets. Turning back to the cunt, he began to envelop his arms round her trunk, making it clear to her that her final moments were at hand. She began to beg hysterically as the develop talons began to bite into her anatomy and a sadistic grin played on her killer's face : for all her pain and twisting, she would die exactly like every early human who had ever crossed Alex Mercer's itinerary. She had realized she was meat when she had seen him remove his camouflage, she knew it now as she died a painful death at the work force of her rapist.

Alex took his time consuming her. he wanted to delight her fear as she was absorbed into him, her horror at meeting an end she 'd not own dreamed of even in a stasis cellular phone. His tentacles were thirsty for the soft pulp that was their food, their midday meal of sorts. Alex watched as they cut into her rib batting cage, into the rachis and into her sexual organs. Alex thought he could briefly feel the pilot 's peter as the tentacles ate away at her womb, deriving nutrition from what would have given him joy, depriving the pilot of his fuck.
The tentacles began to rip her apart, her mouth possibility in a helpless soundless scream as her throat was punctured and his hungry appendage emerged out of those beautiful lips, to hover dangerously close to her side. She would die, she knew she would die, but she would die knowing what the sum total of her body 's public-service corporation was, how utterly spendable she was, and how unequal to her well toned dead body was to avert its portion. She would die terrified.

By now his tentacles had begun consuming her lungs, while others emptied her abdominal muscle cavity of the digestive system. Alex took special pleasure in gently wrapping the tentacles around her breasts as they sunk into her lung less chest, ripping the delicacy bite of fatty flesh away and into himself. wasting disease was an art after all.

Alex watched her body writhe and twist, rising off the solid ground as it was slowly devoured. She was now held up by his tentacles alone, her limbs too useless to affirm her. Indeed they kept her alert so she could be witness to the destruction of her well maintained eubstance, a full fourth dimension spectator and her own carrying into action. Alex made indisputable she looked at herself and back at him, feeling the full great power of Alex John Mercer course of instruction through what remained of her body even as she approached her death.

It was now time to end the show. Two of his tentacles approached her face and chest at a fastness which seemed like an eternity to her. Her mind and body had united in asking for a quick release, her mind incapable of enduring such pain in the neck. Yet the tentacles stopped as they hit her figure. She tried to say something but her rima oris was just a enclosed space between her jaws ; instead she heard mercer say `` good-bye ''. She closed her eyes.

Almost simultaneously the tentacles punctured the fair skin, destroying skin and os with peer ease. She felt them penetrate, then came a searing pain, then she was gone. Her body spasmed few fourth dimension before going hitch. Alex had taken everything from the count, including her aliveness.

The airplane pilot was surprised to line up a sudden release of pressure on his putz as he spurted the last of his come. He opened his center to find the girl gone and the fearsome Alex mercer, the codename Zeus standing above him with a smile on his mouth, character of a homo physical structure rapidly disappearing into his trunk with the aid of menacing tentacles. The man was terrified, knowing that the choice methods of the infected fauna of killing his adversaries were unpleasant to say the least. In all likeliness it ( and his commanding officer insisted on"it") had consumed his fellow shipboard soldier and the girl, now he seemed to be on the platter.

Strangely, Alex merely asked for the archetype's key poster, and taking it, headed off towards the chopper. It was always good to experience a military vehicle to move around in, and the chopper would likely dodge most of the detectors on the ground. He placed the card in the panel, and the door swung afford, showing that the aircraft was well stocked with guns and early ammo. Smiling, he swung into the seat and started the locomotive. The miss, apart from being an awesome fuck, had given him the lead he needed and the EP too, his missionary work was back on track.

The cowcatcher sighed in relief as the chopper took off. At least he was still awake. Pulling his knickers up, he staggered towards the stairs down from the roof, but stopped suddenly as a huge shadow overtook his own. Turning around, he screamed.

Mercer was by now well up in the air, and could afford a glance down. He had seen the hunter from a aloofness and had packed off in time. There was always a possibility of it chasing the chop, but in this slip chances were low : he'd left the brute a nice morsel on the roof, and it was now contentedly ripping the abdomen apart. All in a day's workplace if you're Alex Mercer, thought the person in the whirlybird as he sped off towards his next object in the infected metropolis,

( may be continued )

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