John looked outside the view glass, pointing down at the entrance. They'd be entering the facility any second, right about now. His heart was calm, learning to deal with defeat was second nature in this place. Don't get the wrong idea, a piece of him would die as a person if he heard of the squads dismemberment. In situations like this it was best to keep your head up high and just act like you weren't phased. That's what got him the trust of most of the higher ups, his only form of solitude was hoping the best of luck was upon them. They would need it for a 'tough sun of a bitch' like Zeus.
The target they were assigned to obtain was no candy ass. This could go both ways, Alex Mercer was an unstable, scientist who went rogue. No matter which Alex was inside harboring that body the chances of him complying were slim. THERE WAS NO OTHER OPTION, they had to take this risk because all their other plans weren't rewarding enough! This wasn't about stopping a terrorist, this wasn't about saving America and its freedom. Truth be told this was about saving the world! If anyone on the good side messed up, everything that humanity ever lived for would be destroyed in the blink of an eye.
"Do you think that Alex Mercer was obtained?" John ended the silence, he needed some composure, and Steve was the only other man in the conference room. Steve looked up at John, sighing not sure if things would go back to the way they used to between them. Ignoring John would lead to more scornful arguments in the future, and Steve just wanted to be bust buds like they use to back in the academy.
"Honestly I'm worried, but I think they were able to talk some sense into him." Sitting down in his chair was getting anti-climactic. Solving this problem he rose meeting the same height as John. Both men could have claimed to be brothers despite the fact that John was bald. They made such good friends back then, and their work dynamics was amazing too!
Work years before the virus was very different centering on good cop, bad cop. Surely John was the bad cop with his intimating bald head, and unfriendly demeanor. He enjoyed improvising speedy threats on the spot. Which surprisingly worked for the most part when it came to interrogating criminal scum. On the flipside Steve was the understanding one who would give comfort, and or show them the Brightside of complying. There bonding friendship was unstoppable, and that's what got them to the high position they were at today. Even now at times like this it was still somehow tied together by a loose thread.
Their job was to interrogate bio terrorists, and other criminals of that nature ever since the virus. Black Watch had even trusted them with some of the top classified information they had. Steve knew this career path was worth it, the pay was amazing and the fact that they were finally reaching a climax by obtaining the man somewhat responsible for all this was proof that they had purpose in life. Even the doubting and pessimistic John would be enlightened to finally get the REAL answers to all of this.
"This is what we've been waiting for John." Steve assured, John smiled and commented back "Well I guess you're right. No more over time, after this gig we could both retire and see our families again with enough money to support three generations of family." The virus was not only an evil thing that took lives, but it was a devilish entity that shattered lives too. Ending once beautiful friendships, stealing the idea of hope away, persuading the people of New York that life never gets better. John was never one to get his hopes up, but this was something to be proud of it actually did turn out in their favor.
"Maybe after all this passes we could finally get back to our lives. This damn job takes too much time out of our lives." Steve complained, walking over to the glass he paused. Standing outside the window was exactly what he wanted to see. Was it even possible for them to have successfully accomplished their mission? It was like scratching a lottery ticket, discovering that you won about a million dollars. Realistically this was no million dollars, this was bigger than any amount of money in the world!
Sam kept his distance from Mercer and the others, staying back so that he could observe the pair. It was kind of impressive what a single Virus could do. If only it was used right, Sam didn't really know what side was right and what side was wrong. Everyone had blood their hides despite what the politician's would want people to believe.
The military base was foreboding but vacant at the moment. Black Watch was being disbanded this week due to the lack of infection rates. Alex Mercer kept his eyes to himself, he had never entered a military base in his real form without the intent on killing someone before. There were definitely eyes on him now, but looking to his left every now and then he could tell that the place was pretty much empty.
"So… Who did you guys want me speaking with?" Mercer suspiciously asked, not afraid to raise his voice. "You'll see, and stop acting so untrusting, we should be feeling that with you here knowing what you could do" Sam replied. That hurt Alex but he knew the man was telling the truth. Being mad at him wouldn't solve anything. Out of the blue Myers popped out from behind a parked tank and hurried his way over to the group. The sight of the arrogant smiling glob of spit was enough to make Alex bite his tongue. Seeing the pure discontent portray on his face, Sarah decided to speak first to avoid having Myers piss Alex off.
"Myers? Didn't we leave your sorry ass in the middle of the road to die? How in the hell did you get back here so fast?" Sarah joked. "You know me, I have my ways" Myers answered with a hint of humor. The whole group laughed in unison, except for yours truly. Alex would need to remember that for later. There was no possible way he could have made it over here that fast without assistance. Then again they did have to take a detour because Pariah decided to show up to challenge Alex. He could have very well gotten a helicopter to pick him up because of how far Pariah set them off course. Whatever it was, it was still shady nonetheless Mercer concluded.
Thank god Sarah stepped in to prevent the smirking punk from starting a conversation with him, he could see from the corner of his eye that she was taking tiny peeks at him while speaking aloud. Whether she did it for the sake of the mission or for him was unsure to Alex. For a Black Watch lapdog she was nice he had to give her that. Could it be possible for Mercer to ever have another relationship ever again? No, Pariah needed to be stopped first. Caring about others like Dana was enough trouble, right now he didn't need another liability to be added to his ninety nine problems. It would be a long time before he would enter the game again, and it was nice to see that there were still nice fish to catch in the sea.
"Alright we should head to the conference room before we get fired." Sarah emphasized 'fire' as they were always threatened with the concept of being fired like they were nothing. Hell they'd be crazy to fire them after saving their asses like this! The virus was practically dying out, humans were winning, and the only 'threat' to national security/humanity was Alex. To which they were able to successfully subdue. 'If they even dare, I'm going to...'
"You lead the way Blondie." The leather jacket wearing crusader commented, breaking Sarah from her train of thought. Sarah stopped in her place and turned around to give Alex the 'Are you kidding me look?' Displeased with his comment she scoffed changing her pace to a much slower one. She'd have to get him back for that.
"At least I don't wear hoodies in doors." Sarah quipped looking over to take amusement at Alex. To her surprise he was quite calm, taking off his hoodie she could see his charming short dark brown hair. Now she was thankful he called her a 'blondie' because that led to her getting a good look at him without his hood. If only she wasn't on the job right now, and if only the others weren't right next to her.
"You happy now?" Alex ran his hands through his black hair and spoke again "Enough wasting time, bring me to your commanding leaders."
John sat back down, eventually Steve followed in his example. Looking at the door creak open the two watched as the squad poured in. The group greeted John and Steve with nervous grins. Alex stepped inside the room right after. Steve knew that Alex was intimidating but he'd have to talk with him first. The whole point of inviting Alex Mercer was to find peace in this damned war, but first he'd have to ask a few questions. His job was to find out whatever he could on Zeus.
"Greetings Dr. Alex J. Mercer take a seat." The group stood patiently, there was no reason to leave being that they weren't dismissed. "You four could stay here, just no interrupting, that goes for YOU especially Myers."
Steve reached under the table and clicked the audio recorder that was planted there for meetings like this. This was a rarity to get a confession like this, since most information was pried from subjects in the lower levels in the interrogation room. However Alex Mercer was no low class crook. Judging just by his stance, and knowing his history this man could be a very calculating sun of bitch, getting on his bad side would fuck things up immensely.
"First off don't address me as Doctor anymore." Steve was worried for a slight second that this would go bottoms up until Alex finally took a seat after stating his demands. The first question was easy to find, but asking it and getting the answer could be different. Myers was getting tired of standing so he sat down at the table, it was a pretty huge table with ten seats on each side so it wouldn't distract anyone. The others soon followed.
"So um… Alex, I'm going to ask you a few question that may seem weird to ask, or difficult to answer is that ok with you?" Carl was interested to see how Steve and John actually worked, never once was the group allowed to stay during interrogations. Their attendance at this one probably meant that they had finally gained their trust after so long! Sam on the other hand was curious as to what they would ask being that this was a peace meeting not a game of 20 questions. To the side Sarah was eying Alex down through the corner of her eye, something about him was appealing to her but what it was she didn't know. Her mind would have been in love with him if he wasn't on America's most wanted list as number one.
Alex cupped his chin while staring at the ground, an unpleasant silence filled the room before he looked up and answered. "I guess as long as you don't say anything to piss me off." It was clear that Alex didn't want his position in the room to be submissive, it wasn't Black Watch giving him the chance to surrender. It was him giving Black Watch the chance to not provoke him into killing them all.
"Of course not Alex, first question… Are you sure you're the real Alex Mercer." Instantly the answer popped in Alex's head, but this was something hard to explain. Even then explaining it to these people first instead of Dana felt kind of wrong but it would have to be done.
"No, I'm not the real Alex Mercer, this body is just a host." Steve knew it, but he couldn't end that topic there. He'd have to push further if he wanted something good. The only person in the room to notice Alex tensing up was Sarah, why couldn't this wait for later after the peace agreement? 'Alex is a tough guy he can handle the questions' she assured herself. Mercer indeed was tough but bottling things up never got anyone far.
"Ok, so what exactly do you identify as? Does this persona mean anything to you?" Steve was getting close to the real answers, and having them right here sitting across from him was glorious. It was the epitome of all his hard work up to this point.
"I like to think of myself as Alex Mercer…" Alex said while looking down twiddling his thumbs on the table. "After Alex Mercer's death at Penn station, I went inside his body and awoke in the morgue. I had no idea who I was, I consumed a Troop lending me info as to who Alex Mercer was to which led me to believe that I was Alex when I wasn't…"
"I have all his memories… From growing up with my sister, finding the first girl I liked, sharing my first kiss, and all the way over in the future to Penn station. Alex Mercer was responsible for half of this, but even though I wasn't the real Alex I still felt guilty and the need to fix all this." His answer made sense, but the word 'consume' in the context he gave probably confirmed one of their suspicions from previous research on him. This was going swimmingly well, just a few more questions and they could reach peace.
"Just a few more questions Alex, I know it must be hard to answer some of this stuff but we need the information. When you consume… Someone what do you get in return for doing this?" Everyone in the room turned to face Alex who was quiet again. Myers knew straight off the bat that the answer wouldn't be pretty and so did the rest. Unlike the others Sarah was concerned for Alex's wellbeing, wanting to tell Steve to just stop with the questions. But she knew that would be amazingly dull-witted. For now she'd have to put up with the uncomfortableness.
"Basically, once I consume prey, I take their memories, and their bodies can be used as disguises for me to use to infiltrate bases. Only a few Black Watch members were aware of this ability of mine" John stood and walked out seeing that he was getting a call from one of his young daughters. "Consuming also has healing capabilities as well for the record." Mercer finished, looking Steve in the eye now. The questions were becoming rampantly repetitive, and the prototype's feelings of discontent were growing obvious to some of the others with bored sigh.
"That sounds pretty cool man." Said Myers after hearing the sigh trying to make up for his earlier mistake and hoping to cheer Alex up. Smiling at him Sarah secretly applauded Myers for his kind gesture.
"I thought we told you to shut your face" John said stepping back into the room. "Get up, I'm gonna have to find someone downstairs to baby sit your punk ass!" Smirking his infamous smile while John escorted him out everyone tried holding in their laughter, even Alex was smiling. Come to think of it Alex never really smiled, but when the chance arose he wasn't ashamed to show it.
"Ok, now that the clown is out of the room. What are the things you're capable of, and do you still need to do daily human activities?" Well this was an easier one, Alex relaxed in his chair and thought for a second. These questions were important and answering them on the spot was just plain idiotic, sloppy at best.
"I have super human strength, agility, mobility, durability, I can shapeshift, and regenerate. Thanks to my career path I had a high IQ, but thanks to consuming I could say that I'm at a form of intelligence higher than everyone in this room combined. Umm, I don't really have to eat any food. One of my personal favorites is that I don't need any sleep." Alex single handedly confirmed almost all of Gentek's and Black watch's suspicions. There was only one question left, time was of the essence. Eager to get this over and done with Steve adjusted himself in his leather chair before speaking.
"Ok this is the LAST question. How do your clothes change? How is it that your body can change fabric so quick?" Asked Steve with eyes that told the story of a little child awaiting an answer from an elder. At least this last question was quick, any second longer and someone would have had to die.
"Oh, uh this isn't fabric. Actually it's bio mass, it can mimic any fabric out there. " Mercer corrected, Steve nodded his head enthusiastically. Having information like this was just perfect, not even a hundred blow jobs could beat this in his book. Sarah threw hair out of her face, the questions were over and done with so she figured it was time to intervene.
"Permission to speak sir?" Sarah begged, Steve looked at her and replied. "Of course, go right ahead." Slipping his hand under the table, he turned off the audio recorder.
"As for the others, you're dismissed." Carl got up with Sam tailing behind him. "Common lets go save Myers before he gets shot by John." Getting out of her seat, she approached closer to the other two. Alex confused with the sudden change of environment kept silent, awkward moments weren't his forte.
"After all of this maybe we could use Alex to our advantage." He couldn't believe it, would that even be allowed? "I mean we're already on peaceful terms with him now." Sarah added, Alex couldn't believe the amount of trust she had in him! What pills were they feeding this girl!
"There's peace between us but there's still other infected out there…" Alex said lifting his emotionless eyes to Steve's. The glimmer of hope that Steve saw in Alex's eyes were gone now, all he saw in the other man's eyes was a story with no true happy ending. Steve coughed on his spit for a second. 'What the fuck?'
"What do you mean other infected!?" Steve shouted, this could ruin everything. Alex folded his leg over the other. This could take a while, might as well get comfortable. The world never loved Alex, not even his mother loved him, there was no way in hell it would change now. Listening in on the extremely shocking news Sarah averted her eyes rethinking the future. 'More infected? When will this ever end! How many people have to die? Please god don't let any more people get hurt'.
"There's more infected like me out there, ever head of a runner?" Steve regained his composure and looked Alex straight in the face clearing his throat. "Yes… Yeah I get it. How many do you figure are still out there? We need to have the infection eradicated."
"Listen to yourself, there's no such thing as that anymore! After all this time of Black Watch fighting the virus do you really think they didn't bother to collect any infected DNA material/samples? I wouldn't be surprised if they were selling the Black Light virus on store shelves." Alex knew that there was no possible way of getting rid of the Virus, it was like a new species entirely. It wasn't new York that changed, it was humanity that changed.
"Mother fucker!" Steve roared smashing his hands into the table. His rage wasn't well aimed, generally he had nowhere to point it to. Humanity was responsible for all of this, there wasn't a single person to blame. Sarah jumped at the sudden slam into the table, Steve never showed aggression but this was something big. It made her wonder if peace was something that was even possible at this point.
"If he makes a move it's going to be against me first, I'm the only thing that stands in the way of whatever he's planning so he probably considers me a threat. Look, the fact of the matter is that he's out there and ever since the virus broke loose it could have spread to other parts of the world now as well since we all know Black Watch doesn't have the heart to not sell the virus, and if the virus is out there. There's bound to be more runners. Hell the virus was travelling underground, it could have went overseas if it wanted."
Pariah sat in his helicopter, his pilot knew not to 'fuck' with him while he prepped. His military ties were impeccable. The only thing that was true in this world was getting what you wanted, where ever you wanted, whenever the hell you wanted it. His vision of the future held him at the top of the pyramid. Alex Mercer was a fool to reject Elizabeth Greene and her offer! That's why she came to him, and that's why she was sitting beside him. Occupying him on his personal vendetta.
"You seem to carry yourself nicely" Elizabeth commented with a touch of exaggeration.
"Better than you have, you almost got yourself killed. If my memory serves correctly you got consumed by Alex, how are you still alive? Why didn't you just tell him the true objective" His threatening tone masking the curiosity in his voice, he was the real alpha male. Nothing was going to get in his way for power, not self-righteous morals, and not Mercer. Everything involved being number one, and he certainly showed that through sneers.
"For your information, just because Alex consumed me doesn't mean that the virus couldn't have just remade my body. My genetic information was saved to the hive mind." Elizabeth replied to the shirtless Pariah in front of her.
"Well aren't you lucky… Didn't answer the question though." Pariah growled, his patience was never one to trifle with. Elizabeth acknowledged the impatience and curtly replied.
"My mind was still recovering at the time, if I was in the right state of mind I could have explained to him the full extent of my offer. I don't even think he knew there was an offer in the first place. By the way I'm strictly neutral between you two until you finish one another." 'This bitch thinks I'd share power? I'll have a good smile when she's choking on her blood again'.
Elizabeth Greene was like some sort of dark queen to the infected, Alex would have been her king. Things didn't go as planned, now the sides were becoming unclear. If he did what was expected, the two would have watched over the new infected earth watching as humanity progressed. Women would be in high amounts being that the virus rarely worked in males, and the males left would be the best of the best. In a world like that it would be survival of the fittest. Pariah was fit for sure, it was apparent through his bulging biceps and red war paint that was sprawled on his face and chest.
"I answered your question, so could you answer mine? Why do you go shirtless on your 'missions' ?" Pariah was only wearing black combat boots, combined with black cargo pants. He only wore his hoodie and vest when he wasn't on missions.
"I like to intimidate the enemy before I take their lives. It also lets them know that I'm the alpha and they're the weak beta. The hood and vest are to blend in the urban surroundings" Elizabeth smiled at this, how could she not? He would fit right in the new dog eat dog world. Alex Mercer had similar muscles, but Pariah's were just a bit bigger. Was she spiteful that Alex killed her, in a way yes but having him at her side would be nice too. There was something charming about him that Pariah didn't have. Maybe it was his rejection that was appealing, or the wild personality he had.
"I'm getting bored of waiting you know? How many more runners are you recruiting?"
"As many as I want, you got a problem with that? I could solve it right now." Pariah ruthlessly hissed flexing in anger. His cold killing machine eyes met hers and Elizabeth would have given a small yelp if it wasn't for the fact that she was biting on her tongue to hide any nervous movements. She was supposed to be the intimidating one! Pariah wasn't even against her, or trying to sound threatening at all but he still came off that way. Everyone in his life somehow got treated like slime regardless of whether he liked or disliked them.
"Hey! Don't talk to me like that! I'm being nice and giving you-"Pariah jumped over to her and put his hand over to her mouth squeezing hard but not hard enough to cause pain.
"Shut the hell up, I'm being nice by not killing you and just consuming what's left."
(Pariah was originally Elizabeth Greene's son in prototype 1 but in this version he's not related in anyway)
Elizabeth took solace in how close his chest was to hers but she couldn't let him treat her like this! Pushing him off her, the expression on her face was enough to let Pariah know that if he did that again there'd be hell. Pariah was first found inside a random pregnant women that Gentek experimented on, they were trying to find a way to develop male runners, males that could carry the virus. Injecting Elizabeth's Dna into fetus of the pregnant lady Pariah grew strong, his age continued until he was twenty five ending there. The doctors had no idea why, but some of the cruder ones figured that the virus wanted his body to stay at its peak. For some odd reason the virus gave immortality as soon as it find its way into the host, yet Pariah was able to age all the way to twenty five.
"You should be grateful that my Dna led to your creation, without me you would have grew up weak." Elizabeth wasn't about to take this crap standing up with her hands firmly at her sides. Pariah stood, walked closely towards Elizabeth while raising his hand to smack the life from her face. The hand swiftly smacked against her cheek. A loan whimper escaped her lips, Pariah smiled at the apparent pain.
The red haired 'queen' was on her knees now holding her hand to her cheek. 'Why would he do this to me after all I've done for him?' Tears were trying to escape her eyes but she didn't let any fall. The pain in her face was still there, but she slowly got up to take a seat. Alex Mercer had sliced and diced through her, impaled her, thrown cars at her, consumed her. But at least he had a decent reason for harming her.
"If you were a man I would have broken all the bones in your body, consider yourself lucky that you're only a woman trying to establish dominance over me that doesn't exist." He towered above her with his tall frame. Of course she could try and fight him but chances were that he was probably stronger than her and Mercer combined. Even then Elizabeth didn't want him to reject her the same way Alex did.
Pariah looked down into her fuzzy eyes smiling further at the dominance he held over her. Elizabeth knew what she was getting herself into my contacting Pariah, there were only two male runners out there. Both of them ended up hurting her in some way or another. Originally she had planned on contacting Alex Mercer later down the line after he was attacked by Pariah, but this changed her mind. She was going to have to warn Alex. Time was something she could handle, Pariah had told her that he'd be going for Mercer in a year or so for the first attack. In the meantime she would have to act unaffected by his cruel act or else she'd be forced to fight him into rejecting her but with more severe consequences compared to Alex's rejection.
"… How do you plan on hurting Alex? I don't think just killing him would be much of an example to the other runners." She had made it seem like she was more on Pariah's side but secretly she still saw a future commanding infected forces with Alex by her side. Pariah was only the backup plan if she was turned down for a second time.
"I'm going to make him watch as new York fades away, and when he's done mourning the death of his sister that's when I'll kill him. It won't be an easy death either, I'm planning on dragging it on until he begs for death." Pariah was never one to make idle threats, even though Alex had killed her the idea of him and his sister dying made her feel sick for some reason. Now she'd have to warn him for sure after getting slapped by Pariah.
Perhaps later she could give Alex a subtle warning. Trying to contact him now would lead to Pariah catching her, she'd have to do it when Pariah's focus was elsewhere. Telling Pariah that she was 'strictly neutral for now' was horrifying enough. These past few weeks with him was hell. At first she predicted that she'd be having fun toying with him, but no it was the other way around. 'He hasn't rejected me so far…' Was all she could do to keep her dignity intact. Getting her real state of mind was a gift and curse in that she could communicate better, but she still retained her former human feelings.
The faint memory of the past still played in her head. She had kidnapped Mercer's sister, and when he came to rescue her she tackled him. All she wanted from there while looking down into his beautiful eyes was to kiss him, but he had stabbed her with a vaccine that relayed pain that she had never felt in her whole life. Shaking her head at the memory she internally cringed at the memory, if she had been in the right state of mind would he have decided to take her offer? The idea of seeking him out a second time and him saying no made her wince.
Yeah she was fifty years plus, but her body still looked young. She was very pretty, wasn't she? Elizabeth Greene could still recall how painful it was to feel Mercer's freezing cold blade arm tear through her rib cage into her heart, before having her skin ripped apart by consumption. 'He was doing what he thought was right don't blame him.' Her mind circled around the hoodie wearing avenger, and she couldn't help but wonder if he was just as cruel as Pariah by now.
"Now I'm leaving this building whether you like it or not! If the infected poses a threat to new York I'll handle it, otherwise leave me the fuck alone. I just want my life to go back to normal. If I'm still on your hit lists I'm going to be pissed, and I'm going to be coming for you" Alex announced with the same sociopathic tone that the original Alex Mercer used, the conversation they had spread out into an hour argument. Wanting to just leave, he did just that by putting his hood back on before stepping out. Turning her head Sarah watched as he exited the conference room. "That went well Steve, don't beat yourself over it. At least he'll be off or back for now" Soothed the Blond woman.
Walking out of the Black Watch base Alex walked straight onto the sidewalk. It felt good leaving a base without all the hassle of putting on a disguise, mimicking the movements of some dead guy. Where was he heading now? There was nowhere for him to go… His original expensive apartment building got blown up along with all his stuff, he didn't feel like hanging out with Dana until he had the balls to tell her the truth. Searching in the deepest parts of his mind Alex conjured a solution. 'Every person I ever consumed was bound to have a bank account… Holy shit, me and Dana are gonna be filthy rich!' His face turned into a smile but reminding himself of Dana he looked back down.
His mind morphed dangerously, even somehow more threatening than his physical powers. 'Such an idiot, you had a chance to talk with people today and you talked them down at the end of it…' Alex kept walking with his mind on the subject of self-hate until he felt something grasp at his palm.
"Get the hell off of …" Looking into Sarah's fearful eyes with his hand firmly wrapped around her neck, he gently put her back down. "Oh god, I'm so sorry I thought you were uh… I didn't realize it was you." Alex put his hand on her, hunching over to her stance he felt extremely guilty. 'This would have never happened if she just called out!'
"Wow *cough*, you have a nice grip." Her hands clasped around her neck. "I wanted to ask you if we could stay in touch. I get if you're like still busy and stuff like that." Alex returned to his normal stance, 'stay in touch'. What? Why? Never in his life had a girl approached him first for something like this. This crazy woman actually liked him!
"I get it if you're busy and have like, other stuff to do." Sarah finished, fearful that he was uninterested by the sudden silence and knit of his brow.
"OH it's fine! I just need some time to myself for now that's all. I'm not ready or interested in a relationship yet, and I wasn't prepared to find a girl interested in having one with me" Alex quickly said. Looking to the side while nodding Sarah screamed at herself within her own mind. 'Smooth moves. You scared him off Romeo.'
"You could give me your number for later though" Alex stated while innocently smiling at her. Shooting her face straight up with an excited smile, and new found hope. The lady placed her hands in her pockets, and then frantically searched her other pockets for her phone, she would have been able to save his number.
"You don't happen to have a piece of paper and pen on you by any chance?" Sarah asked with a disingenuous smile hiding her worry. Alex would have face palmed if it wasn't for the fact that he actually liked her.
"Look you could just tell me your number now, I have an amazing memory." That wasn't him being kind or over confident. His mind could bring up any memory at will.
"Ok, but pinky promise me you won't forget it. And if you do I'll have to beat you up." Sarah affirmed holding her pinky up. Entwining his pinky with her delicate one he found joy in the warmth it had. She took equal comfort in the moment she was sharing with him. Looking up into his face through his hood she could tell that this wasn't a mistake by the sincere smile he was giving.
"I, Alex Mercer, Promise not you forget your number. Now just gimme it before I fly outta here without it."
After telling him her number, she watched as he turned. The scrunches of his leather jacket were apparent when he took a few steps forward. He was an odd one with odd clothes, and that's what added to the charm. Alex prepared for a jump, tendrils shrouded him before he jumped several feet into the air dashing forward with a trail of black and redness following him. Before meeting him she thought things were crazy but it was obvious that this way of life was the new normal. Whoever this Pariah guy was it meant business, not even Steve had information on him. Things of that level of classification was never kept in that much secret unless it was something real dangerous. And by real she figured dangerous enough to wipe out everything.
He was out of sight now, all it took was a few dashes for him to escape out of view. Rethinking about Pariah she knew she shouldn't have chalked it up to that much of a problem, Alex Mercer was ruthless. Proof of this was found in the past, he was only one man fighting the U.S military and uncovered the conspiracy they tried to hide from him. The only thing that seemed to bother him now was personal problems, but she doubted that be a relative problem. Not with her by his side!
