So uh, yeah sorry to the people that liked the first chapter. I posted it without really considering it much. Basically, I didn't really like the approach I took in the first chapter so now I'm rewriting it. I was sticking to much to the original book and since this was a AU there was really no point. So yeah, I hope you guys like it.

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The music was giving Alex an headache. That constant thumping generic electronic music was one of the many reasons he wanted to get out of there. He was at a very american looking party. It had everything to make it one, drunk girls being hit on by guys who were even drunker, throw up on random places, the smell of the carcass that used to be self-respect... The usual. Autumn parties are like that.

He actually had some girls hit on him, some drunk, some not, but he really did not have time for any of that. Much less a quickie. Well... Maybe not. Losing his virginity to a hot girl isn't a real waste of time. From Alex's stand point. But time was of the essence, so he decided to focus on his objective and not let his dick lead the way.

The house was a half a million estate. There were several like it, it was Miami after all, but they were empty, since they were usually used for summer homes. This one was being used by the prick children of the prick parents that happen to be rich and absent. Or so people thought.

"God damn it." Alex whispered furiously. He had just stepped on a big puddle of vomit that had way to many colors mixed in. One of the guys that had been, for a lack of a better word, harassing many girls noticed that small misstep.

"That puddle looks gross, doesn't it? I wouldn't want you to fall over." said the guy, sweeping his leg to try and trip Alex. The big problem was that Alex was much, much, MUCH stronger than him. He just had to push him when his leg was off the ground and everyone started laughing at the random guy trying not to drown in the millimeter high puddle of barf. The guy got up to get back at him, but he was already gone.

Alex cursed himself again in his head. He was making himself visible. He couldn't make himself known in the party or...

He accidently bumped into a person and that person did the worst thing possible.

"Alex Miles! So good to see you!" said the guy he didn't remember anything about.

The moment his name was yelled through the house, almost everyone stopped. They froze and all stared at Alex.

"Uh... Dude why are they all looking at you like this?" the guy asked.

"Go... Get out of here." Alex said. "Now!"

"Dude, why would I..." he suddenly was struck on the back of his head by one of the girls. He fell flat on the ground and the back of his head was bloody. Everyone was advancing on Alex slowly.

"I don't suppose you can tell me where your master is?" Alex asked sarcastically.

Everyone opened their mouths and from them came a horrifying roar. While they were roaring, a ominous glow emerged from their eyes and mouth, making their faces non-human.

"I guess that's a no then..." Alex sighed.

They stopped roaring and closed their mouths, but the glow was still present in their eyes. making their pupils disappear.

Alex pulled two sword handles from inside his jacket. He pressed a button on the handles making the blades slid open.(Like Corvo's blade in Dishonored.) Alex attacked one of the monsters, cutting one of its arms off. Except, instead of blood, red crystals came out of the arm. This didn't stop the monster though, as he simply grabbed Alex by the jacket and lifted him up, with no effort and threw him across the room making him crash into a glass cabinet. Alex realized he had no chance in the house due to it being very narrow for combat, not to mention there were at least a dozen of those things.

He got up and ran towards the backyard, where the pool was located. He suddenly had an idea.

All of the monsters crashed through the wall leading to the backyard.

"There's a door, you know..." Alex said.

All of them started running towards Alex in an attempt to overwhelm but he dived in the pool. The monsters, unable to stop due to their speed fell in the pool. They almost immediately disintegrated, filling the surface of the pool with red crystals.

Alex climbed out of it and wiped off the crystal that had stuck to his jacket.

"Gross." he said shivering slightly because of the water soaking him at the almost subzero temperatures.

Now that the house was clear, he headed towards the basement. It was slightly lit up which allowed Alex to survey his surroundings. The room itself wasn't very big. Which didn't make much sense since the house was the size of a half of a football field. Alex assumed it had been used has a study, due to the desk with several papers and the giant bookshelf lined against a wall. Alex was shuffling through some papers when someone approached him from behind. Alex turned around so fast that was not humanly possible and place a one of his blades next to the persons neck. Alex's eyes adjusted themselves to the darkness to reveal an old man. He looked extremely tired.

"How did you do it? How did you defeat them? My Projections?" the old man asked in a slurred voice.

"Projections are powered by kinetic energy." Alex explained not taking his blade or his eyes off the man. "Kinetic energy tends to slow down when exposed to subzero temperatures."

"Ah... And judging by your shivering, you decided to take a swim in the pool and take my creations with you!" the old man said, yelling the last word. "Who are you? Are you part of the Sanctuary? How did you find me?"

"I have no allegiance with the American Sanctuary. I'm here on my own. And has for how I found you, I broke in the Sanctuary, found your given name, and ran it through all american data bases. Eventually this house popped up. The party was obviously a front. The best way to hide something or someone is right under their noses. You can just have a dozen Projections living in a house with no one raising an eyebrow."

"Then why are you here? Hm? To ruin my life?! To destroy my work?!" To kill me? Why?!" the old man demanded to know.

"The faceless ones. What-" Alex was interrupted by the old man laughing.

"I know why you are here now. You are just chasing a myth. I've devoted my life to try and find them."

"And apparently became insane because of it." Alex stated. "Squandering your life in a filthy basement, chasing the same myths you deem non-existent. You don't fool me. Now..." Alex said pressing his blade more against the old man's throat. "What do you have on them?"

The man laughed again. "What will you do if I don't give you anything? Kill me? I embrace death."

Alex realized that he wasn't getting anything out of the old man if he just threatened his life. He had nothing to live for. Alex's mind lit up when he realized that old man did in fact have something to live for. Playing god. He grabbed a rope an pushed the old man to the ground.

"What- What are you doing?" he asked has Alex tied him up.

"Making sure you never create anything ever again." Alex smirked. The old man showed him a face of pure horror. Just has Alex expected.

When the old man was secure, Alex headed towards the bookshelf. He was right when he thought the room was too small. His laboratory had to be on the other side of one of the walls. And giant book shelf was just to convenient. The old man just squirmed and cursed at Alex, but he just ignored it and started inspecting the books. Of them was unlabeled. For a genius, that man sure was obvious.

He pulled it and the bookshelf just slid to the side. Alex looked back at the old man with a malicious smile as he unsheathed his swords. The laboratory was running and it looked like it was ready to produced more Projections. Alex just lifted his blade and the old man broke.

"OK! Ok! I-I'll tell you what you want to know!" he said desperately.

Alex sheathed his blades and walked back to the man.

"Everything you need his on the last drawer on the left of my desk." Alex opened the drawer and found a dossier. "That dossier has all the information I acquired along the years. You have what you want. Now leave."

Alex looked at the man blankly and responded. "No."

He walked back to the lab, opened the valve on a gas canister, lit a match and placed on the floor, on the other side of the room. He then simply walked out and pulled the book again making the shelf slide again.

"What-What did you do?" the old man asked.

But he got his answer when he felt the shockwave and heard the loud explosion that came from the lab.

"No.. NO! Noaghnh!" the old man muttered as Alex stuffed his mouth with a dirty cloth and grabbed his face.

"The things you were creating, those monsters... Are dangerous. And you know it. You created them so you wouldn't feel lonely, so you had to justify yourself, I get it. But today they got out of control. They hurt an innocent to get to me. I know you can't rebuild a lab of that caliber for years. It's a once in a life time deal. You can try a come for me, but this time, I can't guarantee I won't kill you." Alex said letting go of his face. "That rope is not so strong. You'll break free... Eventually. Good bye, doctor Nuand."

Alex left the house quickly and walked towards the city, dossier in hand. There, he hailed a cab and got to the hotel where he was staying. The first thing he did was take a shower. The second was snoop though the dossier. It kept referring to only one place throughout its pages.

Haggard, Ireland.

Dun, dun, duuuun. So, I hope this chapter got you excited for several to come. If you liked the previous better, I'm sorry, but this has to go more free flow, and not so stuck to the book. So, bye.