Disclaimer:- This is the first part of what happen between the ending event of Prototype (18days) and the day before Prototype 2 (14months after Prototype) happens. I do not own any copyright on either Marvel characters or Prototype games, but I do own this story, so... yeah. Read and Review please!

Note: Mercer have an 'instinct' voice that will always plays part of Mercer's life; it will sometimes asked Mercer to feed, to kill, to consume, and Mercer, if necessary will agree with that idea. This is mark (like this)to indicate his natural instinct's forethought throughout the story.

WARNING: RATED M FOR MATURE; MASSIVE AMOUNT OF VIOLENT, STRONG LANGUAGE AND POSSIBLE GORY CONTENT, INCLUDING MULTIPLE DEATHS OF INCOMING MARVEL HEROES AND VILLAINS. ALL UNDER 21 AND THOSE WHO THINK MARVEL CHARACTER SHOULD DESERVE BETTER SHOULD STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM THIS FIC! I STILL WELCOME FLAMES, SO HEAT ME UP!

Operation Blacklight Purity
Chapter 01 When a Virus meets its Victim

-My name is Alex Mercer; I'm the reason for all of this. They call me a killer, a terrorist, a monster; I'm all of these things- Alex J. Mercer

-Several Days after the nuclear detonation off coast of New York City-

It has been 3 weeks since all this shithole happen in New York City; every channel broadcast by the daily news were pulled showing how the great patriotic soldiers of the US marines are send into the containment field to quell the infection, and giving false booster that 'America doesn't start wars; America ends wars' crap. These countless names who serve the US Marine fight with great valor despite not knowing the true story what they are fighting against. They were told that the terrorist unleashed a horrible biological warfare and start turning the civilian on New York to go zombies. Basically the Marine goes to work, carrying heavier gear, and a massive dose of anti-toxin shots before going into the frontline. Problem is, none of these marine may not be coming back.

To spice things up a little, Blackwatch, a military wing that shouldn't have existed starts calling the shots as if they own the US Marine Corps entire Company, and while these brave Marines helplessly obey these tyrant Blackwatch officers and soldiers in the field, fight off the infection, Blackwatch claim no responsible for millions of Marine death in a daily basis despite ordering them to a suicide mission. Most of them dispatch their infected foe more harshly than the hesitated Marine would, and they would even kill a perfectly uninfected person claiming they are infected. These incident happen almost every time within the time span of 18 days, so it wouldn't be a big surprise to see a Blackwatch kill someone who is perfectly health, walk to base laughing at his kill, properly piss at it, taunt at the corpse before putting more bullet onto the mangle corpse and simple just wash's their hands as if nothing had happen. Other case were artillery bombardment just to kill an infected individual among the uninfected civilian population, resulting massive collateral damage on infrastructure and civilian casualties skyrocket by ten to twenty people just to ensure one infected individual died in their books. Bad rumours surround the Marine due to their creepiness and their violent attitude much closer to a psychotic man-killer themselves, some even spoke in whisper that these guys maybe Neo Nazi regiments, but no US Marine officer higher than Major dare speak up to them, even in the same rank.

And then we have the infection; a problem all military departments are trying to contain. Normally a viral virus like these should be easily get rid off in a matter of weeks, but these past few weeks it was spreading far worse than any common biological warfare in history; even though 18 days has past, the infection remain rooted on New York City, claiming more lives every minute and causing massive amount of multimillion dollar worth of collateral damage. However, due to the Marines 'contribution' on eradicating the troublesome contagion agents, the infection is now under control and is now reduced in strength, but still strong enough to keep the military occupied nonetheless. Healthy humans that had lock themselves in their apartments and other housing areas are sometimes extracted by US military in order to take them to safety, and those who flee on foot from these infection had to go through a safety scan first before they are allowed to past into part of the city that the infection haven't set root yet.

Civilian who isn't infected is rushing towards the 'Blue Zone' for refuge with heavy military presence and properly the only safe area to hide and try to pick up their life despite occasional curfew hour that must to obey, otherwise the military have a green light to open fire, American civilian or not. Several areas that isn't badly contaminated but show signs of infected individual had been quarantine within these same area before passing to the Blue Zone. These Zones are called 'Yellow Zone' by many, and most civilian who is very health will think twice on venturing into these Zone; these areas are to quarantine those who were infected, but not yet turn to those creatures. Military presence here are all time high, with regular shift and six guardsman on a single entrance armed with the heaviest calibre weapon shows how serious they are dealing with the problem. Unknown to some and those who knew little believe the military are studying these infected individual; how to kill them, how to prevent them from transforming, how to extract their viral fluid from these infected body, anything in their power in order to study the creature, let alone finding the cure; it would be a common sense to say that these people are apparent playing god by the remaining GENTEK scientist. Small reports also suggest that a small detach army from the Elite Blackwatch group is also operating the area; these so called Elite don even heavier gear than those used by the US Marine, and there is no surprise if all hell break loose on the containment field in the line of work are meet with deadly force, usually from grenade launcher barrage to rocket launcher barrage, or worst; artillery strike across the entire Yellow Zones.

'Red Zone' is where the heaviest concentrated infection is at, with the military fighting the bitter end against wave of infection stubborn to be swept aside. Like most battlefield out in the east, these Red Zones are prohibited to venture in and are operated with extreme caution; the place is too dangerous to get in that the military barge any entry point with garrisons, blockage and makeshift structure to temporally hold the line. Massive military movement are a norm, usually they have orders to fight off the infection and have zero clue how to actually stop it; most Marines deploy on the field were mostly recruit, adapting the ridden atmosphere is a second priority as they are brief with only one goal in mind. Most US soldier deployed here in the Red Zones that had experience engaging the infection will easily tell you that unlike zombie horde they see in the movie theatre, shooting them in the head isn't enough; they need to outright shoot the damn thing until it stop moving, or a well place grenade will also do just fine, any larger than your normal typical human height infectee (like Hunter, for example) and you'll need the heaviest weapon of all, and properly the biggest guns as well. To date, there have been almost zero civilian on the Red Zone and well over several thousands of spawning infectees attacking the devastated rundown military outpost deep inside the Red Zone and are properly several hundred service men fighting the infection guns blazing…

The Red zone however house one of the most dangerous man in the world.

Alex J. Mercer AKA Zeus AKA Blacklight.

Alex watches over the infected area occasionally, overlooking them at the highest building watching the military movement, be that a small group in their search for survivor or a relatively in huge numbers. While occasional infected individual may stumble upon Alex Mercer are briefly turned into meal, Mercer particularly ignore these small scouting party in favour on seeing those in large group whose mission now is to fight off the infected creature that had rooted this place firmly. Their battle amuses little in Mercer's eyes, but crucial since he has been out of loop for days without knowing what the military is doing. Without any newer weapon to fight off the infected, Mercer had already acknowledge the US marine would fail miserable since he knows they couldn't win, unless those big guns are deployed. Anything in general is fine by Mercer's standard, but if nuclear weapon is involve, Mercer will have to take the fight to them; he can't have the military raze the city to the ground; his sister is still in coma and he need her out of New York first, then after that, Mercer will have no connection left with this rotten city and its civilians.

Usually a small scout party in particular is not comprise with a few soldiers, armed lightly, sometimes in a group of four; in this Red Zone area, a small scouting party means infantry up to more than a dozen troops carrying heavier gear with M16 Spec Ops weaponry with Kelvar protection, side by side with a pair of powerful M1 Abram Tank and APC transport along with the support of several companies of Apache Combat Helicopter. These groups are actually common as a party scout, and despite being a large group to be called as such, most military officers ain't taking any chances if they encounter a bigger threat. Much bigger number of assault forces will triple the normal infantry deployment, half a dozen tanks, a full air squadron of Apache and several platoons of Blackwatch troops. Whenever these group travels, there's sure to have Blackwatch Super Soldiers among the ranks; these giant man, twice as tall as a normal human being are subject to Blacklight virus in a control matter, giving them the power to go toe-to-toe against the biggest powerful infected threat, though even if all of these Super Soldiers would swarm Alex Mercer in great numbers, it would be easily dispatch, since Zeus is not a simple minded infected person.

Even with such great number of deployment, none of these number matters none to Mercer, not even an inch could generally give fear to the man under his hood; currently no weaponry are actually a threat to Alex Mercer.

Occasionally when the group of Marine who fought bravely turns their back and run for safe haven, Mercer will snag such lone soldier who is running away from the group due to sheer boredom, most accounted Marine he snag are ultimately consume as a whole and gave Mercer almost an up-to-date daily accordance across New York with the latest information of what the military is up to. He is quite sufficed with small briefing about military movement and their missions. Nothing more. If he is truly bored, he can always go to the nearest Military HQ, consume a few good numbers of higher pay grade officers to know what they know and then blow the shit up just as easily as dispatching this small force he sees now; he done that before, and it won't make a difference if Mercer do it again with both his hands tied up together, blindfolded.

Today however, is different.

"You can kill me; you can fuck me, but don't you dare infect me!" the Blackwatch officer cried as he struggle against Mercer, who unfortunately was snagged by the distance.

It is a rather surprising turn of event; a lone, single Blackwatch officer among the group of a full battalion of Marines, five Thermobaric Tank, a dozen of Apache Helicopter and half a dozen Supersoldier, and this black and white uniformed officer was having a blast of his time with his grenade launcher against the infected, he was snag by Mercer because how lonely he was; if anything, this single officer may have information he had waited for a very long time.

Inside information above the pay check of grunts, maggots and civil protection dudes.

"I'll give you a chance to spill your secrets; it'll be easier to just eat you, but having your past screaming inside me is just as uncomfortable as your fuck up jobs." Mercer growl aloud.

(Who are you kidding, just consume him already!)

"Fuck you!" the Blackwatch screamed as he gag for air, surprisingly still have enough strength to spit his saliva onto Mercer.

"If you say so," Mercer reply, he smirk evilly as he had long anticipates such answer.

Mercer's back spore six long tendrils, each with sharp, bone-like spear with razor sharp tips. With a free hand Mercer his fist spear through the man, the punch forcefully break into the man's chest like paper spewing out massive amount of blood, the poor Blackwatch officer had his right lung and heart separated from the brutal punch, and his entire guts begins to pour down. The unnamed officer gasp for air when six razor sharp tip spear into his head and chest, working its way into the main organs while breaking down unnecessary organs to be dissolved. As quickly as his tendrils works into the officer's brain, his lifeless limb and carcass are ultimately consumed, leaving no bone, clothes, equipment or human tissue, just a puddle of blood on the building rooftops.

Alex rest for a while, waiting for some crucial memory to pop out, something that can cause massive but brief migraine.

After a few seconds on consuming this officer named Welheim MacTaylor, he got the migraine he needed.

(Welheim point of view)

"Listen up troops; with General Randall dead and so as our several higher CO, all Blackwatch operative are to reported to Brigidier General 'Chaos'. He will be running this clown of a show until further notice." a man, don a full Blackwatch uniform with a facial helmet said. His name is... Raven?

"Understood sir." the dead man... Welheim, among his other officer cried aloud.

"Mickey, I want that outpost north-west from the shopping complex cleared; I don't give a damn if you level the entire building just because it's a damn sore eye. You hear me?"

"What about those inside? Reports says that uncountable numbers of Marine and Blackwatch troops who were injured are tending their wounds…"

"Just shell the fuck with artillery shells, then tell the any passing Marine that they all were infected; do you copy?"

"Sir, I understand sir!"

"Mike, Take some of the Super Soldiers at Barrack Alpha Seven for deployment and have them attach to Gilmore Company, those fucking US Marine is taking far too many shits to fucking work anymore; make sure no screw-ups at all."

"But what if there are some screw-ups?"

"Blame it to the US Marine, like we always do."

"Sir!"

"Welheim, you will go to the Reds and secure the route to the Daily Bungle; 'Chaos' wants to make some 'adjustment' for all the bullshit they printed out. Make sure that that route is useable by the time the General arrives; a few screw-ups is allowed, you are also allowed to kill the entire fucking employee in there if they are infected like the rest of these pig stock circus we are having."

"Sir, does 'Chaos' knows about S.H.I.E.L.D is also involved?"

"I don't give a shit about those meta-human and super mutant with colourful costume in underwear's; they should all be shot to death, burn their fucking corpses and for safety measures nuke their ash's just like any infection here, now do your job and kill someone already!" Raven respond harshly, "the rest of you; get the fuck out of my face!"

(Return to present day Mercer)

"S.H.I.E.L.D?" Mercer asked himself, feeling rather left out a huge portion of the information. Granted, the man he consumes knows little about this operation as well, but now he has a good idea where to start looking for an answer. There is also a possibility that the Blackwatch morale did not diminish either; it simple encourages them to go 'kill someone and blame it all to the hard working clueless US Marine, like we always do'. Also, this Raven guy seems to be yet another juicy target he could potentially sink his teeth in, provided he knows where he is now; going around the Yellow Zones then the Blue Zones while leaving corpses, burning bases and multimillion dollar equipment destroyed along the trail somehow rings a bell to it, provided he doesn't flee the minute this Raven guy knows his in Mercer's hit list.

His entire biomass shift as the red tide-like ripples form up from head to toe, changing his default hoody jacket appearance to the Blackwatch officer he had consumed. With a full voice, memory and plans, he now can just simple command 'his' troops to this Daily Bungle and get the information he needed.

Of course, he need to get rid of those pesky Super Soldier first.

"Time to go old school," Mercer said to himself, shifting back to his normal self while shifting his both arms with Blade and Claw Biomass. He jumps down from the 40 stories high building, allowing his astonish weight to came crashing instead of landing on the side of the streets. His action were immediately gone public, both the military and the infected creatures; Mercer is essentially sandwich by the two opposing force surrounded by the small army on both side, with the military initially were given by Welheim alone.

"Zeus!" the Super Soldier screams out, "Kill that fucking bastard!"

Mercer just couldn't hold his content, this is going to be worth it, he thought.

Elsewhere...

Peter Parker gasps at the state of the city that he had left in order to fight off Dr Doom with the rest of the New Avengers. He left the city he was meant to protect and now it has just turn into a living hell, with soldiers open fire at infected humans, soldiers making their rounds on every edge of the city, and several military strongholds on the island. The over zealot soldiers mount heavier gear and heavier rides that would make the deployment on Iraq look pale in comparison. As Spider-man, Peter Parker now must find those who is responsible for ruining the city he had to watch over all his life, and punish that said person with the crime he truly deserve. Before he goes crusade and all, he had to go back to his apartment first; he hope to god Mary Jane is safe and did not suffer much like this hell hole.

As Spider-man swing from one end of the city to the next using the city skyscraper down to his department, he breathe a little easier, knowing that his apartment is among those on the Blue Zone area. A sudden entry from the wall-crawler jumped the woman in the apartment; Mary Jane quickly welcomes the familiar appearance of Spider-man, though a little frightens, but at least she is safe.

"Peter!" she yell happily, hugging the man she hold dear to.

"Woah, Mary Jane!" Peter replied, "The neighbours can hear that you know?"

"It doesn't matter anymore!" she cried, "I was so scared when it all happen; bombs when off, people starts screaming, gunshots after gunshots just kept on firing, I can't even go out and get something to eat for weeks without the safety of the soldiers! And then those soldiers, they say we are all potential carriers, especially the one that wears that black getup uniform. Though the soldier said that the Blue Zone is the safest area of all, but the soldiers won't let anyone off the island, one of them said that no one can leave the area fearing the infection could spread outside of NY."

"They quarantine the entire New York City?" Peter asked.

"Yes! And I have a contract that needed to be done on Florida! How am I going to have a stage performance when this lockdown is in effect?"

Peter pause when Mary Jane spoke about her job over the drastic situation, "Look, I'm sure if I talk to one of them, they'll let you through; I happen to be a partner of Captain A after all." Peter reply.

"You would? Thanks!"

"But first, I need to know what's going on here. From the looks on things, the entire place just gone to hell or something, or Venom did a major makeover on this place during my absence."

Mary Jane shook her head, "It wasn't Venom at all, or any known villain you fought off before. I'm not sure myself, but for the past 3 weeks or so, the news says the terrorist named Alex Mercer is responsible, and are currently the most wanted man on Earth."

Peter raise his eyebrow, "Even higher than Doom?"

"Higher than any super mutant you fought thus far."

Peter rub his chin, "Looks like Venom didn't make a welcome mat I originally planned; thought about the things I can do to hurt him with, but with a terrorist threat so close to home, I'm baffled."

It did for Peter; how can several thousands of US Marine, accompany by armoured tanks and heavily armed helicopters patrolling the city fail to find this guy? An entire army in search of one man fail to accomplished? Is Alex Mercer that elusive, hard to capture? Or because of this unknown infection he made makes him impossible to touch by military powers?

Peter have little to zero clue who Alex Mercer is, other than being a terrorist and somewhat responsible for all this incident, not to mention how he is able to evade the military for this long under heavy security.

"Stay here and I'll work things out okay?" Peter said, kissing Mary Jane on the lips, "I'll sort this out; if the military had a hard time doing stuff, they properly need a little friendly neighbourhood Spider-man's little hands."

"...Just be careful okay?" Mary Jane reply, "somehow... I can't stop thinking this maybe the last time I see you."

"Woah woman; don't jinx that man!"

With one more last kiss from Mary Jane, Spider-manAKA Peter Parker exit the window apartment and web swings towards the direction of the Daily Bungle building, thinking that if there's anything, James J. Johnson will be the first to know about the incident for the past 18 days.

Little did he know about what is going on.

Back to where Mercer was... Red Zone affected area.

"What the fuck just happen man?" cried the Blackwatch officer, obviously in rage.

"S-sorry sir, but Zeus was here just now; he killed all of our Super Soldiers and left a huge dent on our forces. He left the scene just as the Hunters came and tackle Zeus," a US Marine named Jenkins apologize, "Wingman says they picked up Mercer about a few good kilometres away; should we proceed on chasing down Zeus?"

"You think that our mission says anything about fighting off Zeus? Our objective is to head to that Daily Fucking Bungle Pronto! You'll be all be thankful command allowed a few small screw-ups, and I could care less if any of you are already infected, so do your job so we can all fucking leave this jackass place!"

A good number of US Marine didn't like the Blackwatch officer too much; they maybe as harsh as their US officers, but at least they didn't have enough F-bombs spewing every second, and the officers would sometimes congratulate their assign troops for a job well done. This only ticks the US Marine much further.

"Sir, yes sir!" the US Marine gave a hesitated, yet responsive respond.

The entire battalion worth of survived infantryman, tanks and airborne helicopters resume their path of destruction as these assign troops kill off massive amount of incoming wave of infection at all sides while ignoring Zeus's sudden retreat; incoming wave of infected humans were quickly floored the streets like a rabid zombie on overdrive, but these numbers are significantly vanished by the flashing firepower of the mighty Thermobaric Tanks, Hydra monsters appear underneath the streets of the ruin New York at the distance away from the military presence, making its appearance as a bigger threat then the walking infected civilian were quickly taken down in advance thanks to the Apache Helicopter. Those infected civilian that survive the wrath of the Thermobaric Tank salvo are quickly given a quick hail of munitions by the US Marines, taking down a few scraps of enemies that were left in the aftermath. As the heavily armed battalion clear streets after streets of the infection, eventually the entire army found themselves staring at several block of building that look hideous and horrifying, as if it just came out from science fiction. This so called Hive by the Military is the main problem how the infected still remain strong for an unknown duration. Worst still, these infected structure is ejaculating Walkers; an advance strait infected civilian, though heavily modified by the Redlight Virus with bullet resistance and deadly premature bladed claws. Destroying these pumping orange-reddish limp of flesh like organic is the only way to stop the infection and the Walkers for a short brief of time.

Thermobaric Tanks open fire, Apache unload all missiles, all infantry fought off the mix of infected horde-like creature with great valor, fear and anxiety, but their current firepower isn't enough to level down the most of these structures!

"Put your fucking backs into it, you worthless maggots! Your services are all time horrible at this rate!" the officer said angrily.

"But sir... those things are too strong to cut down!" the US Marine cried, "we need bigger guns!"

"Must I do everything by my fucking self?" the Blackwatch officer cursed, "Fine, but all of you will have zero gratitude from me!"

"This is Zeta Alpha Squad calling for Papa Sierra; I have coordinates on several Hive structure on my location, Code-Gamma-Theta-November-Charlie; blow this fucking block to fucking kingdom come!" the Blackwatch officer announced an Artillery bombardment.

"Roger that Zeta Alpha; package is underway. Hold tight and under guys, it's going to be loud!"

After a few seconds later, torrent of explosive shells came raining down on the Hive structure; its explosive ordnance penetrate its heavy concrete roof and utterly destroy anything from the inside out, causing the said structure to collapse in multiple row. This also kill off a great number of the infected monster produced by the Hive, as the psionic link between the structure and the creature are quickly severed causing the creature to die off.

"Area is laid waste and zero survivors," the Blackwatch officer said, "Next time, just bring in the carpet bombers; why bother levelling a few blocks of building when we can just simple glass the entire block along the road?"

None of the US Marines wanted to answer that, though in their mind the Blackwatch officers may be just as twisted as their General Randall is after all.

"Nazis man, their all fucking Nazis" one of the Marine whispered out.

Meanwhile… up on the roof…

Spider-man was in that area, and he was shocked to see such aggressive force employed by the military he is seeing right now. He had never heard of an epidemic virus that turns hapless victim into a horde of zombies; though to Spider-man, having heard tales how Mr Fantastic AKA Rick Richards found an entirely whole universe full of zombie infested world in a separate universe has easily convince him. Not wanting to be left behind on a great scoop, Spider-man brought out his trusty digital camera and quickly took a quick snap while he dangles about, making sure that his camera does not flash or produce any noise at all. A quick snaps of the situation and a couple more snaps from the black uniform soldier who is being calling the shots is enough to call it a day.

Wow, these military nutcases really did some overkill here; a full battalion or marine, tanks and helicopter; they could start a war with such numbers! I wonder why are they moving so far away from their garrisons? And where are they heading with so much hardware and heat?

It baffled Peter though, but after following them even further down the streets, it was only reasonable that they are headed towards the Daily Bungle, which Spider-man soon took note of the route they are going through. Strangely enough, the Daily Bungle is left relatively untouched by the fighting, and it's the only area where the building is secured by the military thanks to the abundant amount of defences that had been put through, from sentry guns to Marine garrisons. It's not an easy task too, considering that the building is located right in the middle of the Red Zone where the military outpost is rather far away from the nearest military base. Apparently, Daily Bungles is the only running printing company left open, while the others are either destroyed or evacuate thanks to James J. Johnson hard-headed attitude, who is apparently still alive and still running the show on his own building. What he have for determination and fortitude, he lacks a number of willing employee to stay with him and his favorite cameraman (Peter Parker), forcing Johnson to plea for the military for help in exchange for telling the world how valor the US Marine are doing here. The result is... chaotic.

Upon arrival, the Blackwatch officer exits from his own Thermobaric heavily armoured black tank throwing some insults of embarrassment to the US marine before he enters the front building leaving behind the troops on their own course of action. Several Marine officer halt the black officers progress for a while, but when the man flashes his card, the Marine officer gives a confirm nod and let the Blackwatch officer a free pass into the building. Our friendly neighbourhood Spider-man however isn't a military guy, and he can't simple walk into the entrance of the building, telling the good folks that serve good old Uncle Sam a free pass to enter the building just as simple as the Blackwatch guy did, and despite his heroic deeds, Peter is still having a strange feeling that J.J is branding Spider-man as a partner to Alex Mercer, and for a reason why is everyone's guess.

Since the military is guarding the building on the ground and properly the rooftops, Spider-man did what is natural to him and believed to be the safest; wall climbing the building silently into J.J's office.

Several floor later… James J. Johnson main office…

"The paper printed are completely rubbish!" yelled the Blackwatch officer at J.J, with its irritating ear-wreaking scream. Several Marines station here couldn't help but to hide their laughter, "What the fuck are you trying to pull, 'Spider-man and Alex Mercer disappearance? Two terrorist in hiding?' who the fuck reads this stuff?"

"My fans of course!" James J. Johnson pull a defensive approach, not fearing the level of authority of the Blackwatch officer, or his F-bombing mouth, "The Daily Bungle have the right to tell the people that everything happen here is all Spider-man's fault; he disappear several weeks ago and Alex Mercer shows up as a new terrorist in New York city! My guess is that both of them planned this horse, thinking they could fool old Johnson, but nooooo, I found out the truth, that Spider-man and this Alex Mercer are actually partners in crime!"

The blackwatch officer stare at the man, briefly rubbing his forehead and appear very angry in general, the angry officer turn around, poking his finger to old Johnson, "Look asshole, WE order YOU to print out the following statement. YOU in the other hand FUCKING PRINT YOUR OWN FUCKING ASSWIPE STORY! HOW THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO MAKE THIS GO IN A SINGLE PATH?"

"You can't just curse me and tell me to do the following bullshit crap you military men usually do; I've seen your lies, your conspiracy and your Illuminati member cult everywhere. You can't fool old Johnson because Spider-man was part of that conspiracy, but Alex isn't."

"Err... if I could state myself here..?" a voice called out, causing everyone to look out of the window.

"SPIDER-MAN!" James J. Johnson yelled infamously, with his famous one-liner words Peter heard from time and time again as his career as the superhero Spider-man.

"I believe that I was on vacation, before shit hits the fan and I have to save the world with Captain America, Thor, and Wolverine, among other bunch of heroes against Dr Doom and his newfound power." Spider-man said, "You can check that out on a website blog somewhere by Tony Stark; we had a base of operation there in his sweet suite life when the S.H.I.E.L.D helicarrier when down..."

"...S.H.I.E.L.D?" the Blackwatch officer asked, his entire attention now shifted to Spider-man.

"Yeah, that's what I said," Spider-man said when he notices his spider-sense is ringing off the hook! "...Err... why is my spider-sense tingling like mad here?"

"...So YOU knew about S.H.I.E.L.D than this old man do," the Blackwatch officer said, but with a different voice altogether. "Well, you'll have to sufficed than."

The moment the Blackwatch officer with the name tag Welheim MacTaylor said those six little words, his entire biomass shift and the man known as Alex Mercer stood proudly, his sudden action not only cause old J.J to jump out of his seats, the US Marine who was expecting something cool to happen, just got shit real while Spider-man almost lost his grip. The soldiers were too preoccupied with Johnson and Spider-man's appearances were not ready for the shock of their lifetime. The guards were shocked to the core standing near to the Living Weapon of Mass Destruction, and were no surprise that they all open fire the LWMD with their 5mm sidearms to 7.52mm assault rifles until their magazine goes click.

Mercer stare at the multiple soldier who emptied an entire magazine filled with 7.52mm rounds against Mercer alone, and to Spider-man and J.J's amazement, Alex still stands, taking hits after hits without falling or dying. With a sick grin, Alex hostilely said, "You soldiers do know that anything short of grenade launcher could never actually hurt me, let alone pissed me off?"

Without warning, a razor sharp whip came across the room at lightning relax, killing multiple unexpected US Marine horizontally, spilling their stomach, their intestines, their guts to the ground while shattered everything in the room without much effort. Some who did not die horribly from the initial hit scream in terror as they could feel their mangle flesh falls off from their sliced position gasping for air before blood begins to choke them. The remaining few quickly escape out of fear, but Mercer manages to snag a two of them before they could run off, while killing those unfortunate enough to run into his bladed whip instantly. Those two who were captured quickly plead for mercy, crying out aloud for their beloved mother, and unlike the Blackwatch soldiers and officers, they are actually afraid of Mercer alone due to the fact that the guy can survive a 220mm high explosive cannon at close proximity in the face and live to tell it, let alone the fact that this guy just happen to survive a fucking Nuke!

Spider-man however either didn't read the article about Alex Mercer survive the nuke or because Mercer had a helpless US Marine in his hand, perhaps it's both. Spider-man acted quickly before this man in hoody uniform starts to do something more drastic, he quickly tight Mercer up using his titanium strong webbings, encasing the man in a cocoon state, and in the progress manage to free the captive Marine to escape. This surprises Mercer as the webbing came from this uniform crusade vigilante are shooting from the guys hands, and despite this fine, soft and swishy thread-like silk, it is surprisingly far stronger than an armoured car, or at least, stronger than the armour plating of an APC.

"Get out!" Spider-man yelled at the US Marine, "I'll handle this problem!"

"T-thank you Spidey!" the scared Marine congratulate, sprinting away towards the exit, with J.J not far behind.

As the two soldiers and his boss runs to safety, Spider-man quickly turn around as his Spider-sense is still tingling like mad. It wasn't long when Mercer breaks the webbing after a much needed effort, his attention now shifted to the wall-crawler, who is ready for a classic beat down approach. "I don't know who you are buddy, or what you are, but I'm sooo going to beat you down." Spider-man boost himself.

Mercer didn't reply, he simply smile evilly at Spider-man

(I don't know about you, but I bet he taste just as good; CONSUME HIM!")

"I have all the intention to do so..." Mercer said to himself, licking his lips with great anticipation.

Chapter 01 END

Preview

Chapter 02 Against the Blacklight Virus

Alex Mercer vs Peter Parker! Zeus vs Spider-man! Will the number one Marvel hero win, or will he be ultimately consume horribly by the Blacklight Virus? Stay tune!

This is forecoming; the pinnacle that would send crowds to kneel before me not to kill any of their favourite Marvel character, and some will flame me telling me that this (Insert Marvel hero here) can easily defeat Mercer with a fling of a finger. Gee… I don't know… Mercer is like an incurable virus, overpowering your natural bioorganic defences before you are vulnerable to be consumed, and as history clearly shows, that even if you did find a cure for a virus, it will put itself into domain, healing itself, mutate itself, becoming stronger, more potent, and potentially become unstoppable. That, ladies and gentlemen is what Alex J. Mercer is.

If anything, you're going to need a bomb that destroys Hiroshima and Nagasaki to kill Mercer with, only ten times that firepower!