Prototype – Alex Mercer & Sarabelle Richards – "Forgetting Yourself"
Location: Abandoned Military Base, Midtown East, Manhattan, New York
7:00am
2009
(After the nuclear bomb sabotage in Prototype 1)
Alex Mercer watched as the morning sun rose from the mingled colors of red, gold and a little bit of pink. He was about to leave North America and travel to do some soul-searching and find that soul he had been missing. But it wouldn't be fair to leave with saying goodbye to Sarabelle Richards, the woman who had been his rock for these few days. He waited patiently for her to come to the rooftop of the abandoned military base that they had been staying in thus far.
He heard her footsteps and tore his attention away from the sun to face her… and was in for a pleasant surprise.
Sarabelle was now wearing light blue tank top with a navy blue long-sleeved shrug, heeled knee-high black boots with black jeans, and a black belt with a silver buckle to match it all. She had both her hands behind her back and smiled shyly at him.
"Wow!" He walked up to her, checking her out from head to toe. "Look at you! Where'd you get this outfit?"
"I made it. Or rather, the virus did." She said.
He narrowed his eyes at her, but still smiled sweetly at her. "What do you mean?"
"This whole outfit? It was created from biomass, Alex!" She said, tugging on the hem of her tank top. "I just concentrated and poof! I had created an outfit! This virus is really something else."
"I'll say," For some reason, he couldn't take his eyes off her. "You look amazing."
She giggled. "Thanks, Alex. You take good care of yourself, okay? Stay safe."
"I will. Don't worry about me. You need to watch yourself," He said. "If you're going to be staying here, of all places."
"I know. And I'll be fine," She assured with one of her pleasant smiles. "You don't worry."
"Okay then." With that, he leaned in and planted a soft peck on her cheek – something that she was not expecting at all. "See ya, Belle. Good luck."
Although that kiss was supposed to have rendered her completely speechless, she grabbed his arm to stop him from turning away. "Wait! W-what did you call me?"
He simply smiled at her. "I called you 'Belle'. Isn't that your name?"
"But… but you haven't called me that thus far…."
He kept his silly grin. "At least once. For ol' times' sake. Even if I can't remember those old times." While his grin stood, there was indeed a hint of sadness.
"Maybe you will. Maybe you won't but... we can built some new old times." She smiled at him, titling her head. "If you decide to come back. I'm always gonna be here for you, Alex."
"That's good to know," He told her as he began to back up from her. "Because whenever the hell I come back here, I might have to start considering a new life."
A large grin spread across her face.
Mercer continued to smile and he waved at her. "See ya, Belle."
She waved back, smiling just as brightly as that sun he had been watching before. "See ya, Alex."
A/N: Surprise! Another extra, but short chapter. Cause we're moving onto the Prototype 2 storyline now! :)