Manhattan has always been a beautiful city, especially around Christmas. The lights hanging from buildings and trees made the already bright city even more so. The freshly fallen snow from that morning made everything look like it was in a holiday special.
Although that didn't stop one man from having a nearly ever-present frown on his face. Said man was looking down upon the streets below, seeing how much had changed since the outbreak. With everyone smiling, playing around in the snow or ice skating, no one would have a clue as to what happened only a few years ago.
The outbreak he- no, not him, Alex Mercer caused. He's not Alex Mercer, he's not the man the virus took the body of. He may have Alex's name, body, and voice but the way he acts is very different compared to that man. He would never leave Dana for years. He would try to fix what he broke. He may be a thing that consumes the bodies of people, but he's more human than the original Mercer.
He shook his head, trying to get rid of those thoughts. He plunges too deep into his past when he needs to look to the future. Although it didn't get rid of the memories that weren't his own, they now come few and far between. Dana's proud of him, glad that he's helping the city rather than destroying it. Now he only consumes when he needs to, making sure that they deserve it.
Suddenly, he feels a surge through his body. It's not the common one of when he uses his powers, but one of dread and anxiety. He immediately knows that something big is coming. Soon after, everything starts to shake. He had to get his balance so he wouldn't fall off the building, even if it did little to nothing to him. Old buildings started to crumble while the screens in Time Square started to glitch and go out. After a couple of buildings in need of demolition fell, the shaking stopped. He then surveyed the area to make sure no one got seriously hurt. A light began to fill the sky, more specially, the Northern Lights. Soon, the screens of Time Square lit up once more, showing the news of what had happened. Apparently, this happened everywhere in the world. Some places even had spikes in volcanic activity. But once the quakes stopped, every single place in the world had the lights dancing across the sky.
He then began to jump from roof to roof, heading towards Dana's apartment. He needed to ask her what she might know about this, after all he had no clue that Manhattan could get earthquakes. Not to mention the Northern Lights.
As he passed over a street, a bright light blinded him, causing him to cover his eyes. He nearly crashed into the building he was jumping to but adjusted himself just in time to plant his feet into the brick and slide down the side. He approached the area of the light and noticed something had crushed a car. As he got closer, he realized it was not a thing, but a man. Said man had the scent of burnt flesh.
The man had tan skin that contrasted his white hoodie and blue jeans. His dark hair fit well with his skin tone. The scar on his lips was nothing compared to the burnt right arm though. I looked like someone had poured lava over his skin or shoved it into a fire. Alex picked up the man's other arm and checked his pulse. It was faint, but still there. He quickly picked up the man and held him tightly to his chest as he ran up the building and headed towards Dana's once more. This time with a much more important question.
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