Alex Mercer : showtime kill ( a prototype fan fable )



( note : the details and powers given in this story differ significantly from the real game, and such variety were necessary in guild that the plot may be adapted into an erotic fib. apologia for such alteration if you're a prototype fan. Some discrepancies may exist as I started writing out when I was playing the game and progressed as I went through the game. The present story assumes John Mercer's state of cognition when he is in day 6 of image 1. reader may kindly notify me of such errors.

I recognize that this is a fan fiction and hence appealingness to a fix hearing who play games. However, I do hope that it's not too technical foul for others, and if it is so I'll delete facts to make affair simpler. Still a little backdrop knowledge won't hurt )



Alex mercer was pissed. it had been two solar day since he had freed the demoness Henry Graham Greene from Gentek, and now the bitch was leading the hordes. Behind him stood his sister Danu 's prophylactic house, where she was busy hacking land site and getting him leads. But she herself was defenceless should the hordes strike. He feared for her base hit. The only way to do so was to find clues take down the bad guys and resign the city of the infection. Right now though, he had nada worthwhile to do. Until he evolved more he would not be capable to take on the Gentek chief, even as the minions of Greene gradually consumed the whole city.
Mercer changed chassis into that of a soldier to avoid the numerous marines out in the streets who would all too readily change state their weapons from the drove onto him. He jumped from the edge of Dana 's ceiling and glided softly towards the street below. The multitude of citizenry in the street moved along heedless of the germinate 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 gravid crater, sending one elderly adult female into the oncoming traffic. Screams of surprise erupted and people moved back to appropriate the apparition to locomote away. problem was he had no idea where to go. should he seek adventure and evolve by fighting the hordes ? he walked aimlessly down the street his military attire a reassurance to the panic-stricken folks once the witnesses to the botched landing place 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, clue as memories of people tied up in the web of machination that McMullen had spun around him, turning him from a normal young into a carrier of a deadly viral var. that gave him special baron and made both the undead and the armed effect 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 scheme person. Surprised, he headed towards his new found goal. Alex knew he could easily scale the senior high school rises to keep time but wondered if it was deserving it. The object was walking leisurely and he assumed his camouflage was working well. there was no demand of bravado, a stealth putting to death and consume would suffice.

having set his judgement on the mode of attack his good sense began to sharpen and concentrate, till he could almost discover the heartbeat of the person from a block away. He picked up rate as he wove through the multitude he heard a distant scream. Part of his thinker wondered what could have caused an alert so far away from the quarantined domain. There were two military bases nearby and if at all a civilian was to experience secure anywhere it was here. this distraction made him almost blow into his target, the person having stopped at the sound.

To his surprisal it turned out to be a woman. She was about 5'4 gymnastic and ( if Mercer was in a horny mood ), a slap-up eubstance. 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 genes. Her cant eyes looked relieved at finding a war machine man, a look which made her quite attractive, mercer thought. John Mercer was spared the unpleasant option of going for a direct kill ( and so attract attending ) or disengages and try stealth again, when she screamed and fell into his coat of arms. mercer followed her gaze to a hulking Gorilla gorilla like figure in the aloofness, which seemed hell bent on destroying everything in its path : a hunter was loose in Haslam.
Mercer wondered whether to take it on and gain evolution stop or go for the untried Asian affair before him. His intellect argued that since information was scarcer than EP, the girl was a well melodic theme. But he also realized that his choice was n't made only on hard-nosed earth. The girl had a nice body after all.



To the girl 's horror, the trooper began to change into a hooded young with a gruesome find out look in his eyes. She did n't need the TV reports to really greet him, having been one of his fellow proletarian at Gentek, she knew what the infect person was open of. She knew what was coming to her, and began to desperately struggle.

Mercer 's mentation were elsewhere. It would be impossible to ingest her without getting knocked around by the hulking puppet that was rapidly gaining ground. Cars crashed, pedestrians jumped and fell, all trying to escape the monstrosity. In a split second Mercer decided to take her along. He 'd demand metre for what he had in mind.Wrapping the struggling girl tightly around his body, he leaped at the dear building and began to. mount, the few people who noticed his method acting of release getting even more terrified at the ken.
It was hard project climbing with a struggling mass of flesh. the only way to make her shut up was to punish her, and exposed as he was to both work stoppage team fire and possible hunting watch attacks on the side of the edifice, he did n't have the meter. So the girl kept up her otiose conflict until it was readable to her that freedom would mean a 40 foot freefall from midair to the pathway. this frightened her into a morose passivity that nevertheless was welcome to the rather preoccupied Mercer.

Where would he rent her ? With his identity revealed the safe house was out of bounds. There was a rampaging huntsman and already a heli of the power was on his tail. Tranquility, once a granted in his life, was now a luxury.Reaching the top of the building he began to make a motion sideways, his body agilely zigzagging across the rooftops and occasionally throwing projectiles torn off the rooftop installation at his pursuers.
Much to his relief, the heli seemed rather confident of taking him down on its own and did n't send for for help. This, in itself a daunting task given Mercer 's capableness became impossible when the huntsman, having joined the two foe on the roof, made a lunge at the cleaver and made it veer off. Soon they were engaged in a binary struggle and Mercer could catch his hint behind a high wall. Changing into the military machine form again to evade the force should they get again, he turned to his captive.

The recently cheerful female child now had a flavour of sheer panic on her reasonably font, her eye brimming with split as she beheld her belike killer. She knew he wanted her memory to patch together important result and find out new lead story. And getting computer memory meant consuming the person, a form of painful murder for all practical purposes during which her soundbox tissue paper would be absorbed into his. She would cease 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 fathom as to why he would exact time to do so. She was meat on a bumbler 's lure as far as he was concerned. The delay gave her hope but also terrified her.

Alex saw that his dupe was indeed aphrodisiac. Her torso was slim, accentuating the curved shape of her knocker as she breathed fast in her terror. Definitely a C cup at least intellection he, his loin starting to tingle in prediction. her thighs were shapely and he could bet her pussy would be tight. He 'd not had sex for a retentive metre and was getting hard. the impression in his pubic region translated into thoughts and thoughts into actions. He decided to stimulate her.
The girl backed away, her womanly inherent aptitude telling her to back away from a likely predator. But it was no use, he merely reached out and grabbed a tit. She watched in repulsion as his brawny hand began to mash her flesh voiceless through her thin blouse. She raised both her hired man to contain him but they seemed to be pushing against woodwind instrument. She whimpered as her attender glands were crushed beyond anything her boyfriend had ever done to her, her tit literally appearing like a quick study under his cruel attention.

His early hand pulled her stopping point, forcing her lips to lay down contact with the detestable creature as her breasts seemed like they were being pressed under a millstone. Alex enjoyed the rip on the bitch, wondering if she 'd ever cried any as he 'd been made to suffer in order to satisfy the unethical interests of a few scientists. His anger made him bid even further and he could blaspheme he 'd ruptured a few pedigree vessels. As if he cared, the kick deserved everything that was coming to her, and more.

He pushed deeper into her back talk his hand finally releasing the step physical body to steady down on the backbone of her drumhead. The position was a common one but the sheer pressure he applied to the backrest of her head made her flavour weak, the osculation doing aught to ease her pain. Her focussing shifting to the air pressure on her skull her resistivity to his tongue collapsed. she endured the three-fold sense impression of a unrelenting pain on her skull and the touchy pinch of natural language on tonsilla as it extended beyond formula capacity to explore her throat sphincter.

Suddenly the pressure reduced and she found herself swallowing his saliva as he seemed to hear to something. For a moment nothing happened then his forehead creased in thought. His mind told him that a patrol heli was nearby and would in all likelihood receive them. He decided to risk it anyway ; he'd deal with it when it came. So he pushed her to her knee and began to undo his fly. His neglected manhood was demanding its share of the woman and he knew he had to gratify it. out coat his 8 '' dick and promptly began to rub against the shocked missy.

She instinctively recoiled from the big shaft knowing it to be a prelude to worser thing to come. As before, this did n't assist much. she found her hair grabbed with almost as much king as her nipple had been to force out her endeavor at evading her sexual exploitation. The strong pressure on her hair also made her open her mouthpiece in dreadful dissent, but ended up helping Alex push his member into her facial nerve pussy. The girl was totally unprepared, having hoped to evade it till the end possible moment. The result was a pharynx violation of a most brutal nature, with Alex trying to make up for the apparent dryness with vicious thrusts. Unlike other blowjobs she 'd given she was n't called upon to lick or imbibe, just keep her mouth undecided like an improvised vagina to bonk her throat.

Normally this would n't have hurt her. but the sheer girth of the cock ( and this was the military trooper 's putz ) and the rapid thrusts in and out of her brass made her gasp for breath. Alex made indisputable no rhythm was potential without her losing a few hint either way, and this made life doubly harder for the poor girl. Ruefully she thought at how well she was known for her blowjobs. to think that the final she would devote would be to a sadistic infect animate being ostensibly bent on suffocating her with his wellspring endowed manhood.
Presently the fucking sped up and she felt the English of her mouth and her brim getting raw from the sheer focal ratio of the facefuck. She 'd never thought she 'd be used like this, and the feeling of helplessness 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 seed into and onto her mouth, taking care that both her throat and her buttock got their share of the seventh cranial nerve. she just hung there limply on his dick as he spread the cum with his whoreson making for sure it coated her shiny black tomentum 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 light looking with pursuit at the tantrum unfolding below. To their surprise he decided to land the cunning. Alex wondered what the man could possibly want. An id substantiation ? But that could be done from the air itself ! Why Land ?

To the cum drenched girl however, matter were decipherable. The guy was obviously interested in the intimate possibilities of the place and she figured that if Alex allowed him to last, she may get to do a threesome. Her fear came true when the man walked right up to the infect someone and began to shoot the breeze amicably. He seemed to be rather desperate to birth a piece of music of her ass and to her surprise Alex agreed. She found herself roughly hauled to her feet, the man doing so more by pulling her titties than her limb. Her clothes were unceremoniously discarded and both men whistled at her pert body.

The archetype moved first, using his hold on her tits to push her down in a doggy style status. he then got down under her lying down on the roof with her tits to give him company as he banged her twat. Alex would have himself liked to explore the possibilities of such a position but he 'd detected that a hunter was in the neck of the woods and did n't want to be caught with his pants quite literally down. Being on top would permit him to move away rapidly after consuming the girl while the pilot was left as hunter 's lunch.

The buffer 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 share. His gf was missing since the infestation ( that 's what he understood it as ) had spread to Times Square. He missed her consistency more than her comportment and this slovenly woman was as full as any other to lay down up for it. He positioned his dick along her juicy pussy and enjoyed the way her tits jiggled as she squirmed away from his touch.

he reached out for one to imbibe on as he felt Alex begin to push 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 mind, he 'd withdraw a good tit even if it was infected.
the miss did n't have intercourse what to expect when she felt solid digit begin to part her ass impertinence. she was a virgin there as her brain had never quite come to accept that shitholes needed to be used when all daughter came with wet and warm twats. But alex was n't a somebody to be debated with, he had fixed his goal and would get it. So the girl endured endless pain sensation as the focusing shifted to her ass, now being invaded by a huge manpole.

Alex got in in four strokes, the very tightness of her virgin sphincter muscle egging him on as the little girl began to scream and plead in vain. She howled especially loud when her ass ring finally have got way and be pushed in about half of his huge prick in a single movement. The remainder went in by the adjacent thrust and the girl found her body revolting against her teachable submission to this novel flesh of torture.

Without allowing her any clip to aline to the Brobdingnagian invader he began to pull out again. this scraped her ass wall badly and she wondered if they were bleeding from the abradant that was his cock 's airfoil. She had no chance to check though as he reversed centering about halfway out of her anus. This gave her another jar as she was again stuffed to the full. This forced her forward in an endeavour to ease the brutal pressure, making her tit stretch in the pilot's sass causing her even more pain.

The pilot meanwhile had realized that he was getting behind on the action and that he may be called upon soon to fight off the host. He had no idea where the other marine belonged, but he wouldn't want to be discovered flaming cunt while on duty. This realization made him take hold of the twat's waist and ease his dick into her twat. 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 pussy on his 7"member. His confrere marine had found a prize cunt for sure.

With both men firmly entrenched in their respective porta, a gradual rhythm began to develop. Alex would pierce in and so push the marine's putz out, and then he would perpetrate out and allow for the pussy to attract back onto the early's magnetic pole. While both of them found this arrangement satisfactory, the girl found it to be highly uncomfortable. Although the initial pain in her holes had subsided, this repeated to and fro motion ensured that she constantly had to shift or be pushed into position, depriving her of any pleasure she may let got from the sex.

Alex knew he could hold out for as long as he liked, but the shaky situation made him go for an early climax. For the much abused missy though it was not a moment too early when his seed began to fulfill her rectum, his dick as mystifying as possible in her distend son of a bitch. Alex was himself surprised at how farsighted he came. It may have had something to do with Karenic 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 tuck hole.

Alex now moved to the movement, standing in front of the girl with his base placed on either position of the buffer's torso. The archetype had pulled the miss down to do it easier for her to ride his dick, which pushed her head up and degree with Alex's shit covered stopcock. This time Alex simply grabbed her face and landed two severe slaps across it. Her lower lip split and the never ending tears now increased in volume on her stinging cheek. Yet some part of her was revolted by the mind of tasting something that had been in her shithole, and she backed off.

Alex hadn't expected this defiance, especially as the two smacking were to ensure an slowly handing over down her pharynx for his cock. This not being the case, he sent a couple of her teeth down the route with well aimed clout to her rim. The result was that her lip began to pulsate, and her lips swelled up, now bleeding profusely. For practical purposes though, It made it almost impossible for her to keep her sassing shut and undergo promote abuse. Her once lovely sass opened to get in the disgusting guck covered prick into her hemorrhage mouth.

His goal achieved, Alex took a handful of the twat's tomentum and began to violently bear on in and out of her discredited buccal tooth decay. His thick magnetic pole began to push against her semi dislodged tooth making every thrust double the infliction it should normally be. Eventually, the pole managed to dislodge one of her teeth and pushed it into her stomach with a brutal thrust down her pharynx. The girl had learnt by now how to phase her external respiration to survive 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 effect of his devastation in her middle, in the physical structure speech of a broken cunt on his rod. He grabbed the hair at the front of her head and tilted her head as he pulled out, making eye tangency with the tucker out lady friend. 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 persons responsible for his misery in the most savage personal manner potential. But he wanted to bet into her eyes, enjoy the fear in them before he consumed her. HE made her looking at him again, her eyes increasingly widening as she realized the feel in his eyes to be that of a huntsman who had played enough with his prey, The missy unwillingly obliged, the wrench on her hair leaving her with no choice but to resume eye contact. Yet she tried to plead with him with those very centre, hoping to negotiate something even if it meant prolonged sexual slaveholding to a sadistic bastard. It somehow gave him a high school as he slowly shook his head, his smile telling her that nothing could lay aside her now. It was prison term to move in for the kill.

The pilot was nearing an climax, having made the girl bouncing on his dick for the past 10 minutes. It had been a conflict to hold back, but he wanted to savour the pleasance of besotted cunt as long as potential. But holding back any yearner may cause erectile dysfunction, as the common people at the messiness liked to joke. Just as he was about to derive, he heard a hollo, but was beyond the distributor point of caring. The pussy was grasping him like a nasty glove, the breast were easy and yielding to his touch and the girl was letting out her delectable screams now that the second gear blowjob was done. He made a mental eminence to get a blowjob from her if clock time permitted ; such a tight cunt ought to birth a great mouth. Such opinion were cut short as he felt himself going over the boundary, starting to cream her pussy with his seed.

Alex, having pulled out of the terrified girl's mouth, looked up to see a hunting watch rapidly approaching the scene of the rape. It was a good thing that he'd had his sexual joy before it came ; he could now leave without any regret. Turning back to the cunt, he began to roll his arm round her torso, making it clear to her that her terminal second were at bridge player. She began to beg hysterically as the germinate talons began to sting into her shape and a sadistic smile played on her killer's brass : for all her infliction and torture, she would die exactly like every other human being who had ever crossed Alex Mercer's track. She had realized she was meat when she had seen him absent his camouflage, she knew it now as she died a awful decease at the hands of her rapist.

Alex took his time consuming her. he wanted to enjoy her fear as she was absorbed into him, her horror at meeting an end she 'd not have dreamed of even in a stasis cadre. His tentacles were hungry for the voiced soma that was their food, their midday meal of sorting. Alex watched as they cut into her rib batting cage, into the back and into her intimate organs. Alex thought he could briefly feel the original 's rooster as the tentacles ate away at her womb, deriving sustenance from what would accept given him pleasance, depriving the pilot program of his fuck.
The tentacles began to rip her apart, her lip opening in a helpless soundless scream as her throat was punctured and his hungry appendage emerged out of those beautiful lip, to hover dangerously close to her font. She would die, she knew she would die, but she would die knowing what the sum total of her consistency 's utility was, how utterly expendable she was, and how unequal to her well toned soundbox was to avert its luck. She would die terrified.

By now his tentacles had begun consuming her lungs, while others emptied her abdominal muscle cavum of the digestive system. Alex took special delight in gently wrapping the tentacles around her breasts as they sunk into her lung less chest, ripping the treat morsels of roly-poly figure away and into himself. using up was an art after all.

Alex watched her dead body writhe and kink, rising off the ground as it was slowly devoured. She was now held up by his tentacles alone, her limbs too useless to endure her. Indeed they kept her alert so she could be witness to the wipeout of her well maintained body, a broad time spectator and her own execution. Alex made certainly she looked at herself and back at him, feeling the full power of Alex John Mercer course of study through what remained of her body even as she approached her destruction.

It was now clock time to end the show. Two of his tentacles approached her grimace and chest at a speed which seemed like an eternity to her. Her brain and trunk had united in asking for a nimble release, her nous incapable of enduring such pain. Yet the tentacles stopped as they hit her flesh. She tried to say something but her mouthpiece was just a enclosed space between her jaws ; instead she heard mercer say `` goodbye ''. She closed her eyes.

Almost simultaneously the tentacles punctured the fairish skin, destroying cutis and pearl with equal simpleness. She felt them penetrate, then came a searing pain, then she was gone. Her body spasmed few times before going limp. Alex had taken everything from the enumeration, including her life.

The cowcatcher was surprised to obtain a sudden release of pressure on his cock as he spurted the last of his semen. He opened his middle to discover the girl gone and the dread Alex Mercer, the codename Zeus standing above him with a grinning on his backtalk, parts of a human consistency rapidly disappearing into his body with the aid of menacing tentacles. The man was terrified, knowing that the pick methods of the infected creature of killing his adversaries were unpleasant to say the least. In all likelihood it ( and his commander insisted on"it") had consumed his fellow marine and the girl, now he seemed to be on the platter.

Strangely, Alex merely asked for the pilot's key circuit card, and taking it, headed off towards the chopper. It was always good to have a armed forces vehicle to move around in, and the chopper would likely evade about of the demodulator on the soil. He placed the card in the dialog box, and the doorway swung unfastened, showing that the aircraft was well stocked with guns and other ammo. Smiling, he swung into the fundament and started the engine. The girl, apart from being an awe-inspiring fuck, had given him the lead he needed and the EP too, his charge was back on track.

The buffer sighed in relief as the chopper took off. At least he was still alive. Pulling his pants up, he staggered towards the stairs down from the roof, but stopped drained as a Brobdingnagian vestige overtake his own. Turning around, he screamed.

Mercer was by now well up in the air, and could open a glance down. He had seen the hunter from a distance and had packed off in fourth dimension. There was always a possibleness of it chasing the chopper, but in this case chance were low : he'd left the creature a nice morsel on the roof, and it was now contentedly ripping the abdomen apart. All in a day's work if you're Alex Mercer, thought the person in the chopper as he sped off towards his succeeding aim in the infect city,

( may be continued )

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