Let's add another character but she (it's a she) may not be what you expected. Enjoy Reading! ;)
The lady with the piercing green eyes, raven hair and chocolate skin walked at ease towards her contact with her short black sculpted vest, tight leather pants that held her combat belt, matching fingerless gloves and a short tank top. He couldn't help but admire how her battle uniform adapted to her flawless curves, but pushed the thought away when it got too provocative. She sat on the bench with an elbow up on the backrest, being handed some files from the man beside her. He leaned forward, raising a brow when he spotted her knife peeking out of her lace-up boots. "Talk about standing out, Phase."
"I don't know why you called me," she said, with supreme but mature American vocalization "And I don't know why you're making me do this... Killing ZEUS and friends is literally impossible. The only thing that can kill him has been infected by his blood culture."
"I'm asking you to do this because agents around the world are telling me you can do anything. BLACKWATCH can't take him down, nor will GENTEK."
"I don't know why I agreed to this shit... Seriously."
"You are the best there is."
"But I'm not fit for this kind of thing. I'm a hired assassin. I do... Assassin things. I do cosplay, go incognito and use snipers, not run like a headless idiot with an assault, spraying whatever isn't normal because I'm a mysophobe."
"You're Manhattan's only hope. If you don't do this, every single person in this city will be fucked." She thought for a moment, dodged a lazy swing from the same Walker that tried to attack her 10 minutes ago and sighed, shooting it in the head.
"Fine, fine. But I can't do it alone."
"It's all up to you and the League of Shadows. This city's fate is in your hands."
"Oh, please, don't give me all that fantasy bullshit. If I save the city, I save the city. If not, then everyone that's not infected dies a horrible, painful death. I can't promise good results."
"Just do whatever you can, Phase."
She smiled at the man before she pushed herself off the bench, stuffing her pistol back in the holster strapped around her thigh. Getting her phone out, she pressed some buttons and held it to her ear. "League, we've got a new objective. Our new target is Alex Mercer, I need men scanning the YZ and RZ for him, pronto."
"What about you?" Her eyes glittered red for a brief moment, seeing her heads-up display come to life.
"Guess it's time to embrace the shadows... I'll send updates whenever possible."
"Roger that."
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The apartment was too silent for infected adults with the approved license to kill. Alex squeezed himself in the smallest corner on the ceiling, arms and legs crossed, and Heller just stared at him, wanting to rip him from there and throw him out the window but Dana's presence prevented that from happening. Hazelle walked in the apartment whistling, but stopped dead in her tracks when she sensed another BLACKLIGHT in the room. But the first thing she noticed was Alex's position. "Alex, what the hell are you doing on the ceiling?"
"Making sure that he don't get his ass whipped," Heller answered and she slightly jumped.
"James Heller... Didn't expect you to be here."
"Me neither."
"Dana, how did you do this? How are they in the same room?"
"All I said was if they don't help each other, they jump to the Atlantic and back. And I know Alex is a hydrophobic." She heard him growl and turned towards the noise, seeing his eyes lit up with anger and giggled.
"Why's Heller here?"
"We... Well, I offered that we help find his daughter, Amaya. ZEUS has her and has gone dark in all zones. Right now, I'm hacking into BLACKNET terminals, just in case I get something."
"Can I suggest a cause of action?"
"I'm all ears."
"You know how GENTEK created BLOODTOX to pick out infected beings? They're creating another one with a much more stronger base. It's still A1-33 but with Variant B. My guess is that BLACKWATCH will deliberately spray it in the RZ, draw us out and try to kill us on sight."
"And where did you get this intel from?" Alex asked, twisting his body and landing on his feet, brown, hateful eyes still drawn on the first Prototype and he heard mumbling echo around the room.
"Fucking dickhead infecting me... Like I wanted to be infected..."
"Hey, hold it right there, Heller. I didn't infect the city with the BLACKLIGHT Virus."
"So, what, you a zombie or some shit?"
"I was always dead. I'm not Alex Mercer for fucks sake, I just took his name, his form, his memories, everything. How can I unleash myself in Penn Station? Dr. Alexander Mercer unleashed the virus and died because of it and plus, ZEUS created the Second Outbreak, not me. So before you start jumping to conclusions, check your fucking facts first." The Marine just couldn't take no more and stood up, all up in Mercer's face but the virus smiled under his hood, not really taking in the insults and cusses.
"Now, you listen here, bitch..." Dana managed to place herself inbetween the two and gritted her teeth when the two were shouting in her ears.
"Both of you, just shut the fuck up! Please!" Heller scowled and sat back down and Alex laughed under his breath and moved away from his sister, who shook her head and glared at Hazelle, who had stopped talking to watch the event. "Sorry, Withers, carry on. Where did you find this information?"
"From the Evolved I attacked. It seems like ZEUS is one step ahead of us; if he takes the whole lot, he'll use it on us and we'll die of cell mitosis."
"Where is it?" Heller asked this time, diverting his attention to the other female Runner.
"I'm getting to that part... There's a BLOODTOX Depot in Fairview. Right now, they're planning to deploy emitters about the Yellow Zone; if we get there in time, we could destroy the depot and infect the toxin, leaving it harmless to us."
"Or," Alex butted in, holding his index finger in correction. "Maybe we could just destroy the emitters and grow a resistance to the toxin. Sounds much smarter than wanting to 'accidentally' infect every other citizen in the Yellow Zone."
"Oh, shut up. I was thinking on my feet... Loser."
"Now I've got a whole house of grown-ass babies..." Dana said to herself and she stood, dusting her clothes. "We could either go right now and take care of the emitters or stay here, arguing about pointless bullshit and wait until the improved BLOODTOX is deployed in the RZ and we're on the floor withering like dying flies!"
"That..." Hazelle spoke weakly after a minute of frightening silence. "Didn't create a beautiful picture in my head."
"And you guys are still standing here? Let's go! We don't have much time." Dana marched out the door and Hazelle followed behind like a lost puppy and Heller found the chance to finally throw Alex out the window, glass exploding on human impact and the black man chuckled. Sighing, he strolled to the window and sighed, feeling claws hook onto his jacket and he was snatched from the room, hammering into the wall in front and hearing another cruel laugh chime in his ears as he descended with a couple of vandalized bricks. Heller never thought he could despise and loathe Alex so greatly, even if he wasn't the Alex Mercer that changed his life. I mean, of course he didn't have red eyes, have a scar and act like a complete asshole but there was something about him that... I dunno... he liked about him. Actually, no, like is a harsh term. Approved, something about him that approved of his presence. But only for now.
Oh wow, it's another short chapter again. Sorry! Yeah, just had to confirm the whole 'Alex' thing.