It's been 6 months since Alex's death. Although he is dead, the spread of the virus BLACKLIGHT has not stopped, even more spread throughout the world. The researchers could not make the vaccine because the virus was too strong. The second reason why the vaccine is not created is Alex's death, the main subject of the virus and the person who created the virus. Thus, those who survive and are immune to form an organization called the New World. With existing equipment and supplies, they create a drug that will hurt an infected person, capable of killing them. Thank James Heller, 'son' from Alex.

James Heller is now not considered the greatest threat, he is the hero. Thanks to himself and his gene, the drug that was named Reverse was manifest and was able to protect mankind from the Infected.

New World, based in New York, for 6 months after Alex's death was so calm and peaceful that a girl named Alexa came with bad news.

"There will be traitors in your organization, and will bring Disaster for the third time."

"A worse disaster."

I know, bad prologue, bad summaries. This is my first time for making an English fanfic and I'm sorry if my English were bad. In my country, English is not the native language.

It's been years after the game released, but I still love it. So, I decide to publish my story.

All the [PROTOTYPE] character in not mine, they're belongs to their creator.
But, some OCs here are mine.

Hope you guys enjoy it.

Alexandra grunted when one of Hunter's dead bodies crushed her. She tries to detach himself from the ugly creature, and finally succeeds after she kicks, pierces, and pushes the pile of disgusting meat from her. Alexandra got up and dusted her clothes, then pushed back her dark brown hair. She re-sheathed her military knife and crossed her arms across her chest. SHe looked at the creature's body and laughed softly. sHe then turned around and went on her way.

"A lot of Hunters are hanging around here," he mumbled. "Manhattan must be close."

Meanwhile, in Manhattan, Dana is providing a set of communication tools to the survivors. Then, the 23-year-old girl gave a briefing on their mission. After providing sufficient guidance, Dana divided them into 4 groups that will monitor 4 different areas. South will monitor the south and so on. Dana then dismissed the line and now she walked to a special room behind her room. She knocked on the door and turned the valve. The iron door swung open and inside the room, in which an ex-military man and one of the Infected were sitting on the edge of his bed. James Heller.

"They're off," Dana said. "You have to catch up."

"Where's Amaya ?," Heller asked.

"He's asleep," Dana said. "Hey, take it did consume Alex, not that you could turn into him."

"I can be him, Mercer," Heller said. "But his memories are what I'm afraid of."

Dana sighed. "Think of the positive things," she said. "Do not listen to the virus, what makes you human is all the deeds you've done for us."

James got up from his bed and looked at Dana.

"You're right," he said. "Where are they now?"

"Four teams, four winds," Dana said with a smile. "Okay, good luck, Heller."

"I do not need luck."

With that phrase, James ran through the bunker corridor and disappeared from Dana's gaze. Dana can only stand in her place and sigh. From deep in her heart, she missed Alex very much. He missed Alex very very much; missed his indifference, missed his own selfish nature, and Dana was desperate for his presence. Without realizing it, tears dripped from his blue eyes.

"Alex," Dana muttered. "You're a fool and I miss you."

"Okay," said Alexandra. "I'm sick of all this!"

"Relax, Alexa," a man said in a deep voice. "You can not do it right away."

Alexandra turned and found a man she had known for two months standing behind her. Only she knows about the whereabouts of the man, who is now part of her. His skin was pale, his smile very cold, and Alexandra could not see his face as a whole because the hood of his gray jacket was covering part of his face. But she already knew his real face. Handsome, and very authoritative. The man had eyes as beautiful as a clear sky without clouds but ice-cold. But sometimes the man's eyes turn to blood red.

"I'm fucked up, okay?" Alexandra said to the man. "The Hunters is constantly chasing me and I'm so fucking tired!"

"It's their instinct," the man replied. "Pursuing anyone who is not infected, or human."

"But I'm not human anymore!," Alexandra shouted and looked at the man who now gave her an unbelievable look. "Oh."

"Go on, Alexandra," the man said.

"I'm not just Infected or human," Alexandra murmured. "But I'm both."

The man nodded and walked up to Alexandra. "That's what you have to tell them."

Alexandra gave him a questioning look. "Who are you talking about?"

The man looked at Alexandra with his blue eyes. "They." He then pointed towards the north where an army of well-armed men ran towards him.

"Oh, shit."

"Athena, we found a girl who-"

"Hey! Let go of me!"

Dana listened to the conversation. He can only answer, "Who is he?"

"He claimed to be Alex-"

"Shit! Let go of me-ouch!"

"Athena?"

"Bring the girl here!"

Dana took off her communications tool and ran to the front door of the bunker. He waited long enough, until finally the northern troops were seen and they were visibly distressed because their hostages continued to rebel. The Northern Army, along with Dana, went into the bunker and the hostage, Alexandra, was detained in their prison. From what Dana saw, the girl was similar to her brother, Alex. It's just that she's a girl. She had wavy brown hair that was unevenly cut, her bangs stretched back and clipped, her skin was not too pale, and her eyes were as bright as the sky. The girl was wearing a plain black T-shirt, a red jacket with a hood, a black semi-jeans jacket with a white stripe, black socks, dark blue jeans and brown shoes. The girl also had a small bag she threw on her back and a military knife draped over her waist. Dana looked at her with a suspicious look while Alexandra gave Dana a watchful look.

"Who are you?" Dana asked.

"That's her," the man's voice filled Alexandra's head. "She's my partner, my best friend, my family, and she's my sister."

"My name," said Alexandra. "It's Alexandra, you can call me Alexa, I'm from Brooklyn. And you?"

"You just call me Athena," Dana said.

"That's a pseudonym," the man said again. "The real name is Dana."

"Dana," Alexa mumbled. "Your name, Dana? Dana Mercer?"

Dana was surprised by what Alexandra had said. "How do you know?"

Alexandra just kept quiet. He can not say that he is part of someone important in Dana's life.

"Listen to me, Alexa," the man's voice said. "Follow my words."

"I met you once," said Alexandra, following the man's words. "I remember you and your brother, Alexander Mercer."

"What the hell?"

"I'm here with news from him," said Alexandra again. "Warning you that something terrible will happen in the near future."