Disclaimer: I do not own Prototype.
PMS
Alex Mercer was the opposite of reluctant.
That included Zeus, for when it comes to abusing women it would still count.
However, his sister differs from that of a common woman on the streets of Manhattan, he would never lay a finger on her. He thinks of her as family; the only key of portraying his scarce emotions. Both alike, they are determined, foul mouthed, and are affiliated with that rough-and-tough stature.
Despite her character card, deep down, she's caring, and she knows her brother isn't there. Instead, this former figure has adopted her and accepted her well being, as his sister.
There are times when they enjoy each others company, and there are times when Dana would cower in fear if he offered her a hug, a pat on the back, or a simple caress on the cheek. There are also times of the month, where his adoring sister seems to let go of all her bottled emotions and rage.
Unfortunately, this is one of those times.
Blacklight was a virus. Dana Mercer, was a girl.
If only he hadn't been in need of information. If only he had stamina that lasted 24 hours. If only, she didn't need him as a slave to run out and get accessories for her.
"Alex! You good-for-nothing sonofabitch!" she would scream.
"What the fuck do you want? I've been running back and forth all day for you!" he would whine.
Then, with all the strength and body weight she had in her at the time, she would thrust her leg downwards, giving one, strong stomp on the foot of the victim that happened to be in range. The poor leather never stood a chance.
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