Chapter 2 of The Third is here, I am currently working on three stories with another on hold, so, there isn't much more to say, so, continue.
I leaped forward...
I landed and looked about...I thought it was over, but why is there still infected around? It was clear the last time I remembered...I decided to continue walking, till I was confronted...confronted by a monstrosity, it was obviously mutated, how could such a virus make a person become "that"? I hear they call these things Brawlers, dangerous and very aggressive.
...It rushed at me, it went to claw me with it's left arm, I blocked it but the force alone threw me to the side, I was then slammed into the wall, unfazed by the impact I rushed at the brawler. I punched it in the face then kick its gut, it leaped back, then launched at me, swinging it's left hand at me, till I caught it with my hand, I then grabbed it with both of my hands, booted it's head then used it as support as I pulled on the arm, then I ripped it off, blood squirted and poured out of where it's arm used to be, I then swung it's arm, hitting it on its left side of its head, swung it again hitting the right, I then leaped in the air, as I did, tendrils sprout out of my back as I slam the arm into the brawler's head, crushing it, then the tendrils connected to the brawler, I began to consume it, after it was down I felt a rush of power, I felt empowered...I then roared as both of my arms transformed into claws...
"I could get used to these..." I continued to explore NYZ...to my realisation I saw that I was in the red zone. I decided to run, hacking through the infected as I dashed through the city, I was lost in confusion, what was going on?
Until...I looked above and saw helicopters pursuing me, two...it was Blackwatch...
"Target designated "Icarus" on sight and moving on, what are our orders..."
"Take him out..."
With the virus surging through me, I found it easy to hear things, and that's what I heard as they were closing in, they called me "Icarus", but my name was Callum Cartwright, just like how they called Mercer "Zeus" they called me "Icarus" due to my unique flight ability...
I decided to sprout my wings and head off into the sky, the helicopters were pursuing me, bullets were flying at me, pestering me...until one clipped my wing...and I was falling...
*BOOF*...it hurt like shit...
I got up, that pissed me off...I then decided to grab a wrecked car nearby, I lifted it pretty easily as I launched it at one of the choppers, it got hit pretty bad, the helicopter came down, I ran at the descending helicopter, I jumped than kicked the helicopter's body, sending it's debris into the other helicopter...as soon as I saw an opportunity, I escaped...and decided to head to were I last knew where Dana used to live...
Sometime passes...
"Hello!? Anyone!? Hello!?"
No response...but what I saw next...changed everything I thought I knew...
I then close my journal...
"No more diary entries for now...it's time to face the present..." He thought to himself, Callum then looks ahead...
That was chapter two, hope you guys enjoyed it! Sorry for making short chapters but I'll try and make the other's a little more lengthy next time, so, see you in the next installment of...
Prototype: The Third...