~By the way this is my first story, so constructive criticism is helpful, no flames please. Heh, haven't even gotten the profile thing done yet, anyway. Enjoy!
Chapter One.
The first thing that I noticed when I had finally regained my senses was that the air smell of salt.
I blinked. My vision even though it had returned was still blurry. I blinked again.
Finally the blurry shapes which were in front of my eyes, came into focus I saw the yellow sand of which I had seemingly passed out on. Suddenly my memory returned in a flash. Images of blood, gore, monsters and men in black came into my mind.
I clutched my head in pain. Thousands of voices cried out to me, the voices of the people who which I had consumed who knows how long ago . Then the pain stopped and the voices became distant whispers.I got to my feet.
Remembering the atrocities of which I had committed was not a pleasant thing, but there was the on important thing I did remember.
Me. Alex Mercer. Zeus. Monster. Murderer. Terrorist.
~Okay I know what you thinking that's it?! Well that because time is short and so are opening story parts deal with it.
Hmmm one Q should I continue? Meh, I gonna anyway but reviews are helpful, promise this will get longer!