Author's note: I always got to make sure to thank you guys for keeping up with this story, you guys make the story. YOU ARE AWESOME!!! Now then, with the thanks out of the way; credit goes to Elizabeth again, I can't forget to give that away. Last but not least, some things to point out between the chapters. As you noticed I didn't make Alex Mercer unstoppable, I don't believe in Mary Sue's in any form. Alex Mercer is insanely great at fighting and his powers are nearly perfect to be unbeatable, but lets be honest. Not everyone is unbeatable. I even made Alex a little bit powered down for obvious reasons I pointed out, weak from using so much energy to reconstruct his body from the nuclear blast, weak from being hit with his weakness combined with his senses overloading due to a flash bang. If you use your mind correctly you can beat anything, just ask Capt. Cross. He killed off several runners and beat Alex Mercer before, because he used his mind. Marines aren't just meatheads, they are smart meatheads!

Don't worry, we will see Alex in all of his godliness. If I ever give reasons for people to get messed up, conditions have to be met. Marines can be DESTROYED by Alex, and Marines if they play their cards right cannot beat him but at least do SOMETHING! Now onto the Elizabeth Greene matter…actually, I'll just let the story explain itself. So with all due respect, enjoy it, love it, hate it, your choice. Just leave a review even if you hate it. Happy reading guys!

Chapter III: The rebirth of a Goddess

The scent of decay overwhelmed her as the crimson hue enveloped her very being; dipped in blood, she was unsure of what to do besides breathe. The fact she was in an ocean of blood greatly limited her of oxygen and then she began to panic, struggling for air. Liquid entered her system in ways that would encourage death to come sooner – slowly but surely did it bring her close to unconsciousness. Her will was quite strong, however, and it would've taken more than just that to bring her down. It didn't take long until common sense took over and her arms and legs started to move in rhythm in an effort to bring herself above the red waters. As she continued upward, she happened to go through the cycle of rebirth; her hair growing back to its length from before and any wrinkles she gained over the time of her imprisonment. In the end, she was reverting back to how she was back at Idaho, before the disease took place in New York and her body especially.

The ocean of blood seemed to be endless as she looked up, seeing no possible escape from this death. A futile attempt; her vision began to blur and shadow over as her head was plagued with dense water.

The Sergeant slowly but cautiously approached the middle of the bathroom, his M9 pistol still aimed at the odd puddle of blood that seemed to take shape and manifest itself before his and her eyes. "What the hell is that…" whispered Paul Jackson at the sight of the scene before him.

Alex still in the guise of the late Lillian Frost was gripping his chest whereas he still felt the pain of hacking this entity out, his fabricated sky blue optics shifted back and forth. Once towards the short haired brunette Devil Dog and then right back to the blood that was once apart of him, now forming something? What could it be?

It was moist as her fingers curled and her legs shifted from the uncomfortable position. The movements were diminutive as she took her time to adjust to the new, yet somehow familiar, feeling. Her eyes fluttered open and immediately felt troubled at the unknown substance that attempted to keep her eyes shut. Once her vision returned to her, the sight of blood was the first thing to process in her mind. Seeing the very color of red brought back the last few seconds of her life; fountains of blood from her very body before she was consumed entirely.

Her stomach contorted and her arms immediately flew down in an effort to protect it from the unknown force harming it. However, once she felt her arm against her stomach, her gag reflexes seemed to fail her as a warm liquid spurt from her mouth. Blood flew in front of her and it took her a moment to realize that the blood came from her. This process repeated a few more times before she got up from her curled position and got onto all fours, making it so her airways weren't completely blocked and giving her chance to breathe.

The two were just astonished, in a bad way. Jackson's hands and stance did not falter but his eyes spoke otherwise, those emerald hues of his had widened and were a view to seeing rebirth right before his eyes. "What the hell…yo-you can't be serious…" Jackson stuttered out as it took all of his energy not to tremble at the sight of evil or rather evil reborn.

That was Jackson's reaction. It was going the same for Mercer as well, he stared over at her, mouth slightly a gape.

"Elizabeth…Greene?" He whispered out, dare he say it? Could it be true? Dead people don't come back to life! Only one has defied that rule and that man was sitting down staring at the next person capable of doing such. But how?! This would have to be the first time he has ever seen someone actually survive being consumed, is she really this strong? Alex didn't know what to believe anymore, his entire look on life has just radically changed before him.

After having the excess blood exit her body, she took this chance to get up and look at her surroundings. The area she was in wasn't much, but she was able to make it out as a bathroom. As she was reborn, she took note that her memories of when she lived were still intact and made sure she exacted revenge on the mutant who took her life.

"Am I… alive?" Unlike before where she could only speak in short phrases, or those that resembled things a child would say, she regained her ability to speak normally; including whereas she had only a single voice to speak from.

"DON'T MOVE!!!" Yelled out Jackson as he broke himself from his shocked state, now aiming down his sights directly at the standing naked woman. But Elizabeth did not acknowledge the Marine as she continued to embrace her new found life.

Life was now hers once more; there was no denying that. Now there was only one thing that supported her will to life – revenge . She remembered how the parasite – Alex Mercer – took her life mercilessly and now she wanted to return that very thing. The feeling of being torn and having his soul taken from him. It was her time to shine, but she knew that, after being born, she needed to grow accustomed to a few things in order to succeed in her retribution. Her gaze shifted downwards to view the substance below her feet, only to take in the sight of a woman. She wasn't fond of other people after what the military had done for her, and by the looks of it, this woman was one of them.

Alex caught her gaze and looked right back up at her, blue orbs staring into death's own. A similar feeling ran through his veins as he remembered a similar pose that this guise has once gone through, except it was the real Lillian Frost on the ground; not Alex Mercer disguised as Frost on the ground. Brows furrowed into one of anger as the false Marine gripped her chest, clenching the dogtags that belonged to the woman underneath the uniform.

"Pathetic." Lifting her leg, she positioned her foot above the woman's head. Before she could even force it downwards, a sudden jolt surged throughout her body and it caused her to step back. It was not the yell of the Marine behind the blond screaming out and shooting at her, missing to try and startle her. No, it was an impulse. The sensation was familiar and it startled her greatly.

"Mercer…"

"Tch…" Sucking his teeth his lids shut as he still laid back against the wall, his cover was blown. Jackson who was present had raised his brow and took another step, this time wanting to make his presence known to this woman.

"What the hell kind of nonsense are you talkin' about lady? This is my girlfriend you nearly killed you asshole! Now back the fuck away!" Jackson yelled out as he was about to prepare to shoot another round at her, this time making sure it hit till the sudden voice of a man, not his former lover had spoken out.

"You bastard…how the hell are you still alive?" Alex said almost groaning out still a little weak from this act of rebirth, there was no use hiding it anymore. But he was not too concerned about the other Marine's reaction, he was too focused on the redhead in front of him. Jackson's eyes widened as it was this that made his stance finally falter, his hands trembled and his aim lowered as he heard the male's voice ring in his head.

Seeing Alex stand up and change right before him allowing the biomass, the blood, his muscles, and every single tendril in his body take over and consume him. There he shape-shifted back into his original form, still clad in the leather jacket and full-zip hoody attire. This form suiting the eye of Elizabeth had produced a purr from her with one smirk that had so many evil intentions laced onto them, this form had caused the Marine to stay there frozen in place; a prisoner to his own mind and the guise that had foolishly believed. This was the form of a killer, a monster, and a terrorist.

Elizabeth laughed at the sound of Alex's uncertainty and lack of knowledge of oneself.

"How can you not know the power and capabilities of a mother? You cannot kill what has given birth to you, we would always live forever in your heart…or I should rather say, your blood."

Those words had driven Mercer to a state of confusion and rage. Riddles. More and more riddles.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he growled out as he let his right hand fall to his sides, upon clenching his knuckles he could feel the muscles begin to expand beneath his skin. He was preparing to shape shift. With a look of annoyance Elizabeth could practically sense the bio-mass that the BLACKLIGHT strain was about to summon up before her, how can anyone expect to beat a mother, someone who has the potential to be a Goddess? She will forever wonder.

"Please." She said rolling her eyes as she took one single step forward and raised her hand against Alex in lighting quick reflexes that even ZEUS himself wasn't able to fathom as the backhand that Elizabeth inflicted upon him sent him flying. Crashing through the bathroom stalls, crushing the toilet seat behind him initiating a fountain of water raining down upon him.

Grinning at the obvious pleasure of her work she began to pace towards him till a bullet to her skull stopped her in her tracks. Feeling the sudden jolt of a newfound nuisance her eyes shifted towards that of the smoking gun belonging to Sgt. Paul Jackson. Turning around she shuffled towards him, Jackson taking the initiative had already started firing once more. Bullets ripping newly made flesh, blood being spilled onto the tiles, but none of that have stopped the tyrannical walk of death that Elizabeth Greene could muster out.

With the last shot fired, he was painfully aware that he was empty and still had a very angry Tango approaching him. Not willing to give up the will to live, Jackson within a flash unsheathed his KA-BAR bowie knife and began slashing away at her. Relentlessly swiping towards her neck, which caused Elizabeth to jerk her head back to miss the slash, only thing touching her skin that time was the air. The second swipe Elizabeth tanked it by letting the blade intercepting and embedding itself into her forearm when she grabbed his neck, picking him up off of his feet with only one arm.

Gagging and kicking Sergeant Jackson struggled to keep himself alive and awake at this, grabbing her hands trying to pry them apart from his neck. But her grip was like a vice, there was almost nothing that could cause her to let go. Except for Alex getting back up and charging at her like a bull.

"RRRARGH!!!" He yelled out as he successfully released the Marine from her grip without that being his primary attention by tackling Elizabeth so hard that when she was still being held he kept going and tackled her not only through the door, but also through the wall across from the bathrooms. Breaking it and propelling them both through. Which obviously caught every single Marine's attention that was around at the time.

When Jackson was dropped onto the ground he coughed up as much as he can, but that still didn't stop him as he crawled out of the bathroom and witnessed the destruction caused by the two. Red alerts and sirens rang out through the facility including the infamous,

Infected alert!

"Lily…no…" Jackson murmured out as he laid down on his belly watching the two go out it in a distance looking past his bloody knife on the floor whilst Marines running by to get their gear to fight whatever infected that stormed their base. One of them came by and picked up Jackson by his arms.

"Sarge! What happened?! Ack, never mind…come on! We need you in the lockers, you gotta get your equipment!" The Lance Corporal said as he forcefully pulled Jackson to come along with him despite his pleas to stay.

Getting the top control over the slim and slender Elizabeth, Alex would mount her and lift his right hand into the air above her face. Instantly morphing his hand into a rather large claw, it's talons very sharp and sinister looking. With much force he'd attempt to drive it down towards her face but she in retaliation grabbed the prickly wrist of the newly transformed arm and halt the talon from even touching her delicate features. Counteracting him she'd drive her own hand into his neck whereas Alex could feel her hand impaling and flexing fingers through his windpipe, not even being able to breathe he'd gasp out breathless air.

With a loud scream she'd use her other hand to grab his large shoulder and fling him over against the wall away from her so she can have time to stand back up. Mercer hit the wall and fell right back unto the floor face down, coughing up blood as the hole in his neck began to close up rather quickly. He picked his head up and glared over at her smug face, standing now he'd throw his right claw in front of his chest.

Instead of bringing out that claw like he did before, he has another tool he could use against this one. One of his most strongest incarnations. His entire right arm had started to morph and mutate. Bio-mass, blood, and muscle forming his arm into an blade, a single blade! A large one, but not too large. Thin, quick, and deadly, not to mention sharp. He started swinging it all around him, the whoosh and air slicing sounds pleasing his ear to show and see the effectiveness of his blade. Elizabeth was pleased to see such a tool being used against her yet again, licking her lips she cocked her eyebrows and stood up straight.

"Tell me something Mercer, do you even know how to kill a Goddess?"

"I'm gonna rip you limb by limb, piece by piece…lets see if that works." He said as he got into stance and stared her down awaiting her next move. Before she could do anything, dozens upon dozens of Marines storm the area. All running into the rather large hole that was made from Alex's tackle and now surrounded the two, aiming their M4's and their M16's all at them. Alex hastily looked around himself and moreso at Elizabeth's expression, she was always an unstable being. No matter how many times she can be reborn, losing the odd echo in her voice, her hair growing back in full. There is nothing that can cure her insanity.

Her lids closed and she got onto her knees, grasping her head also saying things the Marines couldn't hear so coherently, not even Alex heard them.

"I want him…I want him so bad…so bad…" She whispered out as she released her head and got on all fours, shocking everybody around her as she began to slam her head against the floor countless times. Marines were a little bit too startled to open fire as they watched the insanity ensue. Mercer just stayed there watched with nearly the same expression the Marines wore.

"I only want to see him…is that so wrong? Is it? Oh my god…I want him…I want him…" She spoke out, a wee bit louder then before as she stood back up to her feet except that her head was down so her hair was so long it covered her face. The Marines recovered from their shocked state and got into stance, cocking their guns into readiness.

"I want to see my son. Mommy misses him…GIVE ME BACK MY SON!!!" She yelled out as she spread her arms out wide, eyes reopening to show her pupils and irises not appearing as they were but now just a pure red. Before the Marines had a chance to open fire on the hostile woman, the walls around them shattered and crashed as five large skinless, bloody beasts known only as Hunters came barging in! Roaring about they grabbed and pounced Marines ripping them and tearing them apart, those that attempted to fight them back were slain just as viciously as their brothers in arms.

One Hunter's who's back was turned had been opened fire by a Marine with a M249 SAW, the Hunter growled in slight pain and annoyance as it turned around and saw the Marine still shooting at it.

"GET SOME!!! GET SOME!!! GET SOME YOU FUCKING PIG!!!" Yelled the Devil Dog as he continued to shoot at it, all the Hunter did at that point had just rammed it's large frame into the Marine splattering him against the base's walls.

Alex stood and watched the chaos as Elizabeth had seemingly calmed down and actually ignored that he was still there, already turning around and starting to walk out the large hole the Hunters has made in result of breaking in she paced out of there as if she was walking the yellow brick road. Not a care in the world. Insulted Alex ran after her.

"Hey! We're not done yet!!!"

She turned around and saw Alex stand there, his blade shining against the moonlight's glow, his own brown eyes giving her a glimpse into his emotions, his soul, himself. "Hmph, my revenge can be settled later. I have to see my son…" she said as she leaped far from his sight with only Alex trying to stop her by yelling out to her which obviously didn't work.

"Damn!" He yelled out letting his bio-mass recede back into himself allowing his right arm to return to normal, taking a step out into the street, ignoring the chaos behind him with the Hunters overrunning the entire USMC facility he'd look up at the night sky and think.

"Goddamn it…just how did she stay alive for so long…is there something I did wrong?" He whispered as he continued to stare up into the moon, 'Looks like my job isn't over yet…' he thought as his mind session was suddenly interrupted by the loud roar of a Hunter right behind him, almost breathing down his neck. All Alex did was sigh and turn around to look to look at the poor bastard.

"Still hungry eh?" He asked it with a grin as he put both of his arms out, allowing the bio-mass to come out yet again. This time with both of his arms morphing into those large talons of his. The towering creature looked down upon him as if he was no threat, big mistake. "Well come and get it!!!" He yelled as he leaped into the air preparing to drive his claw right through it's head in a single blow.

x-Devil May Cry.

Author's note: Phew! I've been thinking about how to have this come out for a while now, I'm sorry if it took a while for you guys to get it. But the summer has taken a toll on me, don't worry. I'll still try to fulfill your [Prototype] needs! Because this story isn't over yet, far from it people!