Alex Mercer : First kill ( a prototype fan fable )



( preeminence : the details and business leader given in this fib differ significantly from the real game, and such changes were necessary in order that the game may be adapted into an erotic story. Apologies for such change if you're a prototype fan. Some variance may exist as I started writing out when I was playing the biz and progressed as I went through the game. The present story assumes John Mercer's State of knowledge when he is in day 6 of prototype 1. Readers may kindly give notice me of such errors.

I recognize that this is a fan fable and hence appeals to a limited audience 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 things simpler. Still a little background knowledge won't detriment )



Alex Mercer was pissed. it had been two day since he had freed the demoness Greene from Gentek, and now the bitch was leading the host. Behind him stood his Sister Dana 's safe house, where she was busy hacking website and getting him leads. But she herself was defenceless should the legion smash. He feared for her base hit. The lone way to do so was to line up hint rent down the bad hombre and disembarrass the city of the infection. Right now though, he had naught worthwhile to do. Until he evolved more he would not be able to convey on the Gentek honcho, even as the minions of Graham Greene gradually consumed the all city.
Mercer changed frame into that of a soldier to quash the numerous marines out in the streets who would all too readily turn their arm from the horde onto him. He jumped from the edge of Danu 's roof and glided softly towards the street below. The plurality of people 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 fear from the ground than the air.

Unfortunately he mistimed his landing and created a large volcanic crater, sending one aged woman into the oncoming traffic. Screams of surprise erupted and people moved back to permit the specter to locomote away. problem was he had no idea where to go. should he seek adventure and evolve by fighting the swarm ? he walked aimlessly down the street his war machine attire a reassurance to the terrified folks once the witnesses to the botched landing place had melted back into the gang. As he turned into Haslam he realized that evolution was n't the only thing he needed. He needed clues, clue as store of people tied up in the web of intrigue that McMullen had spun around him, turning him from a rule youthfulness into a carrier of a deadly viral tenor that gave him special great power and made both the undead and the build up forces desperate to kill him.

As he thought along these lines, he noticed that the otherwise terrestrial map had suddenly started showing a possible web of intrigue person. Surprised, he headed towards his new regain goal. Alex knew he could easily surmount the high ascending to write time but wondered if it was Charles Frederick Worth it. The butt was walking leisurely and he assumed his disguise was working well. there was no motivation of bravado, a stealth putting to death and consume would suffice.

having set his mind on the mood of attack his senses began to heighten and focus, till he could almost take heed the beat of the person from a mental block away. He picked up tempo as he wove through the multitude he heard a aloof scream. Part of his mind wondered what could have caused an alarm so far away from the quarantine areas. There were two military root nearby and if at all a civilian was to find secure anywhere it was here. this distraction made him almost extrusion into his target, the individual having stopped at the sound.

To his surprise it turned out to be a adult female. She was about 5'4 athletic and ( if John Mercer was in a horny humour ), a great soundbox. She instinctively turned around and smiled at him. he guessed she was around 26, but looked a lot untested due to what he presumed were her Asian genes. Her sloped optic looked relieved at finding a war machine man, a smell which made her quite a attractive, mercer persuasion. Mercer was spared the unpleasant choice of going for a direct kill ( and so attract attention ) or disengages and try stealing again, when she screamed and fell into his arms. Mercer followed her regard to a hulking gorilla like figure in the length, which seemed hell bent-grass on destroying everything in its path : a hunter was unloosen in Haslam.
John Mercer wondered whether to take it on and gain phylogenesis points or go for the Brigham Young Asian thing before him. His brain argued that since data was scarcer than EP, the girl was a wagerer melodic theme. But he also realized that his option was n't made only on pragmatic earth. The girl had a decent trunk after all.



To the girl 's horror, the trooper began to change into a hooded young with a mordant find out looking in his eyes. She did n't take the TV reports to really recognize him, having been one of his fellow actor at Gentek, she knew what the infected somebody was equal to of. She knew what was coming to her, and began to desperately struggle.

Mercer 's cerebration were elsewhere. It would be impossible to have her without getting knocked around by the hulking beast that was rapidly gaining ground. cable car crashed, walker jumped and fell, all trying to miss the freak. In a burst 2nd Mercer decided to take her along. He 'd need time for what he had in mind.Wrapping the struggling daughter tightly around his body, he leaped at the nearest building and began to. climbing, the few hoi polloi who noticed his method of exit getting even more frightened at the passel.
It was hard task climbing with a struggling Mass of flesh. the solely way to seduce her shut up was to punish her, and exposed as he was to both strike team fervidness and potential Hunter attack on the side of the building, he did n't ingest the meter. So the female child kept up her sleeveless battle until it was clear to her that exemption would entail a forty ft freefall from midair to the footpath. this frightened her into a sullen passivity that nevertheless was welcome to the rather haunted Mercer.

Where would he take her ? With his personal identity revealed the safe house was out of limit. There was a rampaging hunter and already a heli of the power was on his tail. serenity, once a granted in his sprightliness, was now a luxury.Reaching the top of the building he began to proceed sideways, his body agilely zigzagging across the rooftops and occasionally throwing projectiles torn off the rooftop facility at his pursuers.
Much to his relief, the heli seemed rather confident of taking him down on its own and did n't call for help. This, in itself a daunting undertaking given Mercer 's capability became out of the question when the hunter, having joined the two opposition on the roof, made a lunge at the chop and made it trend off. Soon they were engaged in a binary struggle and John Mercer could entrance his breathing spell behind a senior high school wall. Changing into the military form again to evade the forces should they arrive again, he turned to his captive.

The recently cheerful girl now had a smell of sheer terror on her fairly cheek, her eyes brimming with tears as she beheld her likely orca. She knew he wanted her memory to patch up together important upshot and feel new leads. And getting computer storage meant consuming the someone, a form of painful murder for all practical purpose 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 improper. mercer let go of her and seemed to study her. She could not possibly fathom as to why he would take sentence to do so. She was meat on a butcher 's hook as far as he was concerned. The time lag gave her hope but also terrified her.

Alex saw that his dupe was indeed sexy. Her body was thin, accentuating the curve of her titty as she breathed fast in her scourge. Definitely a C cup at least thought he, his loins starting to tingle in anticipation. her thigh were shapely and he could bet her kitty-cat would be soaked. He 'd not had sex for a farsighted time and was getting hard. the feeling in his loins translated into thoughts and sentiment into actions. He decided to possess her.
The girl backed away, her feminine instincts telling her to back away from a potential predator. But it was no use, he merely reached out and grabbed a tit. She watched in revulsion as his brawny manus began to chat up her material body hard through her thin blouse. She raised both her hands to break off him but they seemed to be pushing against wood. She whimpered as her tender glands were crushed beyond anything her boyfriend had ever done to her, her tit literally appearing like a parasite under his cruel attention.

His early hand pulled her close, forcing her lips to make link with the terrible creature as her titty seemed like they were being pressed under a albatross. Alex enjoyed the split on the squawk, wondering if she 'd ever cried any as he 'd been made to meet in order to live up to the unethical interests of a few scientists. His anger made him press even further and he could swear he 'd snap a few blood watercraft. As if he cared, the bitch deserved everything that was coming to her, and more.

He pushed deeper into her mouth his deal finally releasing the abused flesh to settle on the back of her read/write head. The place was a unwashed one but the sheer force per unit area he applied to the back of her chief made her feel weak, the buss doing aught to ease her painful sensation. Her stress shifting to the pressure on her skull her immunity to his tongue collapsed. she endured the dual sensory faculty of a brutal pain in the neck on her skull and the ticklish touch of tongue on tonsil as it extended beyond formula capacity to search her throat sphincter muscle.

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

She instinctively recoiled from the big dick knowing it to be a prelude to worser things to come. As before, this did n't help much. she found her hair grabbed with almost as a great deal power as her tits had been to send away her attempt at evading her sexual exploitation. The substantial pressure on her fuzz also made her open her mouth in painful protest, but ended up helping Alex crowd his penis into her facial twat. The girl was totally unprepared, having hoped to hedge it till the go possible moment. The result was a throat rape of a most brutal nature, with Alex trying to have up for the patent dryness with savage poking. Unlike other blowjobs she 'd given she was n't called upon to solve or breastfeed, just keep her mouth candid like an ad-lib vagina to make out her throat.

Normally this would n't have hurt her. but the sheer girth of the turncock ( and this was the military state trooper 's Cock ) and the rapid thrusts in and out of her face made her gasp for breath. Alex made indisputable no speech rhythm was potential without her losing a few breathing space either way, and this made living doubly harder for the poor girl. Ruefully she thought at how well she was known for her cock sucking. to think that the stopping point she would give would be to a sadistic infected fauna ostensibly bent on suffocating her with his well endowed manhood.
Presently the nooky sped up and she felt the sides of her mouth and her sassing getting raw from the sheer amphetamine of the facefuck. She 'd never thought she 'd be used like this, and the notion of helplessness reinforced her misery 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 cum into and onto her mouth, taking care that both her throat and her cheek got their part 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 original looking with interest at the scene unfolding below. To their surprisal he decided to shoot down the guile. 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, things were percipient. The guy was obviously interested in the intimate possibility of the situation and she figured that if Alex allowed him to go, she may birth to do a threesome. Her veneration came confessedly when the man walked right up to the infected person and began to chat amicably. He seemed to be rather desperate to induce 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 branch. Her dress were unceremoniously discarded and both men whistled at her pert consistency.

The pilot moved first, using his hold on her titty to press her down in a pooch trend military position. he then got down under her lying down on the roof with her teat to afford him society as he banged her pussy. Alex would have himself liked to research the hypothesis of such a position but he 'd detected that a hunter was in the locality and did n't want to be caught with his gasp quite literally down. Being on top would appropriate him to be active away rapidly after consuming the daughter while the pilot was left as hunting watch 's dejeuner.

The pilot oblivious to such strategic relocation had decided that this was his lucky day. his partner had found pussy and he was going to get his ploughshare. His gf was missing since the infestation ( that 's what he understood it as ) had spread to Times second power. He missed her dead body more than her presence and this trollop was as salutary as any other to realize up for it. He positioned his dick along her juicy kitty-cat and enjoyed the way her nipple jiggled as she squirmed away from his touch sensation.

he reached out for one to imbibe on as he felt Alex commence to push into her from the rear end. it was soft and juicy, with finger soft touch he assumed were of his associate soldier 's. not that he 'd take care, he 'd occupy a near tit even if it was infected.
the girl did n't know what to expect when she felt inviolable finger's breadth begin to theatrical role her ass cheek. she was a Virgo there as her mind had never quite come to accept that shitholes needed to be used when all girls came with wet and warm cunt. But alex was n't a person to be debated with, he had fixed his goal and would get it. So the miss endured endless infliction as the focus shifted to her ass, now being invaded by a huge manpole.

Alex got in in four shot, the very compactness of her virgin sphincter muscle egging him on as the girl began to cry and plead in vain. She howled especially flashy when her ass ring finally accept way and be pushed in about one-half of his huge shaft in a single campaign. The end went in by the next thrust and the female child found her organic structure revolting against her teachable submission to this refreshing form of torture.

Without allowing her any meter to line up to the Brobdingnagian encroacher he began to pull out again. this scraped her ass walls badly and she wondered if they were bleeding from the abrasive that was his hammer 's open. She had no fortune to check off though as he reversed instruction about halfway out of her anus. This gave her another blow as she was again stuffed to the full. This forced her forward in an endeavour to ease the fell atmospheric pressure, making her tit stretching in the pilot's rima oris causing her even more pain.

The pilot light meanwhile had realized that he was getting behind on the natural action and that he may be called upon soon to fight off the hordes. He had no estimate where the other shipboard soldier belonged, but he wouldn't want to be discovered fucking cunt while on duty. This actualisation made him grab the cunt's waistline and ease his prick into her snatch. It wasn't easy, given Alex had already positioned her for his own pleasure, but he managed to get enough in to palpate the tightness of Asian puss on his 7"extremity. His lad marine had found a prize cunt for sure.

With both men firmly entrenched in their respective orifice, a gradual rhythm method of birth control began to modernize. Alex would stuff in and so push the devil dog's dick out, and then he would pull out and tolerate the cunt to pull back onto the early's terminal. While both of them found this musical arrangement satisfactory, the girl found it to be highly uncomfortable. Although the initial infliction in her pickle had subsided, this repeated to and fro motion ensured that she constantly had to tilt or be pushed into emplacement, 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 too soon climax. For the much abused girl though it was not a minute too early when his seed began to fill her rectum, his cock as rich as possible in her distended asshole. Alex was himself surprised at how foresighted 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 timelessness. Exhausted, he then pulled out with a plop, and observed with some pleasance as his ejaculate flowed out of her puckered hole.

Alex now moved to the front, standing in front of the female child with his feet placed on either side of the pilot's torso. The pilot had pulled the girlfriend down to make it easier for her to hinge on his dick, which pushed her forefront up and level with Alex's shit encompass peter. This time Alex simply grabbed her face and landed two hard smacking across it. Her lower berth lip tear and the never ending tears now increased in volume on her stinging impertinence. Yet some part of her was revolted by the musical theme 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 secure an promiscuous passage down her throat for his cock. This not being the case, he sent a couple of her teeth down the route with well aimed poke to her lips. The termination was that her mouth began to shiver, and her sass swelled up, now bleeding profusely. For practical use though, It made it almost impossible for her to keep her mouth shut and undergo further maltreatment. Her once cover girl lip opened to take in the disgusting slime covered prick into her hemorrhage lip.

His goal achieved, Alex took a handful of the cunt's hairsbreadth and began to violently advertize in and out of her damaged buccal dental caries. His boneheaded pole began to push against her semi dislodged teeth making every thrust duplicate the pain 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 breathing to survive the cruel blowjob, and made no try to barricade him as the pace picked up.

However, this lack of response annoyed Alex. He wanted to see the results of his destruction in her eyes, in the body language of a develop cunt on his pole. He grabbed the hair at the strawman of her fountainhead and tilted her head teacher as he pulled out, making eye contact with the tire miss. 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 brutal manner potential. But he wanted to front into her eyes, enjoy the fear in them before he consumed her. HE made her tone at him again, her eyes increasingly widening as she realized the look in his heart to be that of a huntsman who had played enough with his quarry, The missy unwillingly obliged, the drag on her hair leaving her with no choice but to resume eye contact. Yet she tried to plead with him with those very eyes, hoping to negotiate something even if it meant sustain intimate slavery to a sadistic bastard. It somehow gave him a high as he slowly shook his head, his smile telling her that cipher could economise her now. It was metre to act in for the kill.

The pilot light was nearing an sexual climax, having made the girl bounce on his tool for the past 10 transactions. It had been a struggle to hold back, but he wanted to relish the joy of tight cunt as long as potential. But holding back any longer may stimulate erectile dysfunction, as the folks at the slew liked to joke. Just as he was about to come, he heard a roar, but was beyond the point of caring. The pussy was grasping him like a tight glove, the tits were gentle and yielding to his signature and the girl was letting out her delicious screams now that the second blowjob was done. He made a mental note to get a blowjob from her if time permitted ; such a stringent cunt ought to birth a expectant mouth. Such thoughts were cut unretentive as he felt himself going over the edge, starting to cream her snatch with his seed.

Alex, having pulled out of the terrified fille's mouth, looked up to see a hunting watch rapidly approaching the view of the rape. It was a honest thing that he'd had his sexual pleasures before it came ; he could now leave without any regrets. Turning back to the twat, he began to wrap his arms round her body, making it authorise to her that her final second were at hand. She began to beg hysterically as the evolve talons began to bite into her flesh and a sadistic smile played on her slayer's face : for all her pain in the neck and distortion, she would die exactly like every other human who had ever crossed Alex Mercer's itinerary. She had realized she was meat when she had seen him remove his disguise, she knew it now as she died a afflictive decease at the hands of her raper.

Alex took his prison term consuming her. he wanted to relish her fear as she was absorbed into him, her horror at meeting an end she 'd not receive dreamed of even in a stasis cell. His tentacles were hungry for the soft flesh that was their intellectual nourishment, their midday meal of sorts. Alex watched as they cut into her rib cage, into the back and into her sexual pipe organ. Alex thought he could briefly experience the pilot 's cock as the tentacles ate away at her womb, deriving nourishment from what would deliver given him joy, depriving the pilot of his ass.
The tentacles began to rip her apart, her sassing opening in a helpless soundless scream as her throat was punctured and his athirst appendage emerged out of those beautiful lips, to bulk large dangerously close to her look. She would die, she knew she would die, but she would die knowing what the sum total of her body 's service program was, how utterly expendable she was, and how incapable her well toned trunk was to obviate its fate. She would die terrified.

By now his tentacles had begun consuming her lungs, while others emptied her abdominal muscle cavity of the digestive organisation. Alex took specific pleasance in gently wrapping the tentacles around her breasts as they sunk into her lung to a lesser extent chest, ripping the delicacy bit of fat chassis away and into himself. intake was an art after all.

Alex watched her body writhe and twist, rising off the ground as it was slowly devoured. She was now held up by his tentacles alone, her limbs too useless to bear out her. Indeed they kept her active so she could be witness to the destruction of her well maintained body, a replete time spectator and her own execution. Alex made sure she looked at herself and back at him, feeling the fully office of Alex John Mercer course of instruction through what remained of her organic structure even as she approached her death.

It was now clock time to end the show. Two of his tentacles approached her typeface and chest at a fastness which seemed like an eternity to her. Her mind and body had united in asking for a spry button, her intellect incapable of enduring such infliction. Yet the tentacles stopped as they hit her chassis. She tried to say something but her lip was just a cavity between her jaws ; instead she heard mercer say `` good-bye ''. She closed her eyes.

Almost simultaneously the tentacles punctured the fair skin, destroying cutis and off-white with touch relief. She felt them penetrate, then came a searing pain, then she was gone. Her body spasmed few times before going hitch. Alex had taken everything from the count, including her lifetime.

The buffer was surprised to find a sudden sack of imperativeness on his shaft as he spurted the cobbler's last of his seed. He opened his eyes to find the girl gone and the horrendous Alex Mercer, the codename Zeus standing above him with a grin on his sass, constituent of a human body rapidly disappearing into his torso with the aid of menacing tentacles. The man was terrified, knowing that the choice method acting of the infect puppet of killing his adversary were unpleasant to say the to the lowest degree. 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 burner's key bill of fare, and taking it, headed off towards the chopper. It was always good to own a military machine fomite to move around in, and the chopper would likely evade most of the detectors on the ground. He placed the card in the gore, and the door swung spread out, showing that the aircraft was well stocked with guns and other ammo. Smiling, he swung into the ass and started the locomotive. The girl, apart from being an awesome piece of tail, had given him the lead he needed and the EP too, his charge was back on track.

The pilot 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 abruptly as a immense phantasma catch up with 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 distance and had packed off in meter. There was always a opening of it chasing the eggbeater, but in this case fortune were low : he'd left the animal a Nice morsel on the cap, and it was now contentedly ripping the abdomen apart. All in a day's study if you're Alex Mercer, thought the person in the cleaver as he sped off towards his next target in the taint metropolis,

( may be continued )

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