Desmond's View
I shake my head, feeling a small headache. I sit up, rubbing my eyes. Ugg, when did I fall asleep? I guess I fell asleep while watching TV. When I opened my eyes, I nearly panicked. I was in a completely white room with a wall length mirror. Above a large metal door was a symbol I've grown to hate.
Abstergo.
Goddamnit, how did I get captured? Well, more like how do they even know I'm here? They should think I'm in a completely different state! I let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding. I look around once more, noticing a camera in the corner of the room. I guess they don't want me to have any privacy.
"Hello Desmond, good to see that the knock out gas worked better than anticipated. You've been out for a few hours."
When I hear the disembodied voice, I look around and see a speaker in the ceiling. I glare at the speaker even if I know that whoever it is isn't actually there.
"Who are you and how did you know that I was in Manhattan?" I ask. I hear a chuckle from the speaker and then he talks again.
"I'm only going to answer that second question, Desmond. I'd rather be unknown to the Assassins," the man said with a slightly threatening tone. "We knew you were here because we have eyes everywhere. Your terrorist friend was jumping across the city with you in its arms," he said with a gleeful voice.
I now have a confused look as I think about who this terrorist is. He couldn't be talking about Alex, could he? "Do you mean Alex?" I asked.
"Ah yes, 'Alex Mercer'. It isn't a human, even if it looks like it. Alex Mercer died at gunpoint. The man you call Alex is really a virus strain that he created. The virus entered the body of Alex Mercer, consuming him inside out. The first memories it consumed was Alex Mercer's, making it think it actually was him!" The man said, laughing afterwards.
Okay, now that was a shock, even if didn't show it. Alex wasn't even human? Well, technically, I'm not completely human either but Alex, this Alex, was man-made. Was that why he was warmer than normal? I mean, that makes the whole 'point blank nuke' thing make sense, at least a little bit.
"What makes him so different from a human? Besides being a virus," I ask.
I hear a shuffle of papers before the man speaks again. "Oh, so many things. In fact, the only thing that makes it human is its 'primary form'. It can pick up cars with ease and toss them at helicopters. It can transform its hands into claws, a sword, and even a whip that can reach helicopters from the ground! It can consume people and take their memories, not to mention shapeshift into them! It can even disguise its voice to sound like the person it consumed. It can even climb buildings with ease, as if it was doing a simple walk."
Now it was all coming together. Alex was actually a virus that consumed people and got their memories. God, I'd never expect someone else having to worry about memories that aren't theirs. Wait, if he consumed people, why hasn't he consumed Dana or I?
"If Alex consumes people, why hasn't he consumed me?" I asked the man. I'm genuinely curious about Alex now. More than likely it's because we have some things in common.
"That we don't know. I do know why it hasn't consumed the other Mercer. The virus probably thinks that it's still Alex Mercer and knows that she is Alex's sister," he replied. "Although, you are probably the only thing keeping it from completely breaking free of its cell. Even with the Bloodtox following through its cell, its already building up an immunity once more to it. It woke up about an hour ago and started trying to break free. Once we told it that you were in here, it tried even harder to break free," the man sighed before continuing. "Luckily, after a nice shock, we told it that if it continued to struggle, you would be put into a permeant coma. It stopped moving around and just sat on the floor, as if it just gave up," the man laughed almost like a maniac after that sentence.
I started breathing a little faster as I tried to take it all in at once, which was a very bad idea. Okay Desmond, one piece at a time. So Alex nearly broke out of his cell before getting shocked. He was told that I would be put into a coma if he kept struggling. He stopped any effort and just sat down.
"In fact, that camera in your room is hooked up to a screen just outside its cell. It can watch you at any time, including the 12 guards right outside its cell. So don't think you can easily plan any escape without us knowing." There was a noise from the speaker and there wasn't any static noise coming from it.
I guess the man decided to stop talking to me now. I wrap my head around the 'coma' part again. So they want to put me in a coma? I guess it's for the Animus and so that I would never be able to escape again. I glare at the camera, hoping that the guards can see it. They can't put me in a coma so long as Alex is here. I hope he can escape soon so that the both of them don't have to suffer.
Dana's View
I feel someone shaking me and I start to get onto my knees. Why was I on the floor? I put a hand to my head and shake it, trying to clear a fog. That's when I remembered that I had walked in on Alex and Desmond tied up and a bunch of people in gasmasks. All of a sudden, I began to sway and blacked out.
I jumped up to my feet and nearly punched the person closest to me, thinking that it was one of those people who had Alex and Des. They dodged out of the way and put their hands up. "Bloody hell, don't punch the guy trying to help you!" he exclaimed.
"Where did you take them?!" I yell, looking over at the man.
"Take who?! It was only you laying on the floor when we came in!" the man yelled back at me. I looked around, noticing two other people in the apartment. An old man and a young woman.
I look back over at the man. "My brother and his friend!" I yell once more. The younger man seemingly had a lightbulb pop over his head.
"Has anyone been following you or watching you lately? Like looking at you from afar?" he asked. I then calmed down and realized he had a British accent.
I nodded to the question, "Yeah, there's been a guy watching my building ever since yesterday."
The woman immediately pulled out a laptop and sat down. I could hear her typing a mile a minute before she stopped, standing up and basically pushing the laptop in my face. "Abstergo captured the both of them, more than likely trying to use them for their plans," she told me.
I quickly read what she had typed, noticing she had a couple of other tabs open in her hot bar.
'We are the Assassins. We protect the freedom of the world from the Templars. Your brother and his friend were taken by these Templars, otherwise known as Abstergo. We found you when you researched hidden blades. It seems the Templars found out about it too and took them. Why they didn't take you, we don't know.'
"Wait, I researched that days ago, what took you so long?" I asked, giving them a questioning look.
"Bloody traffic. I never thought I would say this but the traffic in London was better than this!" I heard the man yell beside me.
"What can we do to get them out?" I asked, worried now. The girl gave her laptop to the British man and pulled out a gun.
"Simple, we hack their system and get them out."
Hell yes, plot point has been hit! Prepare for some action in the next chapter or two.
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