Sorry it took so long to bring this to you guys. Ronan X524

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Or Alex Mercer will find you...(a/N)

"MHMMMMMM HMMMMMMMM MHHHHHHHHHH" Screamed James from behind his bonds, as he was carried through the graveyard by his equal.

"Please Sgt, I'm only doing this to hel-"

"MHMMMMMMMMM HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHM"

" I can't even understand-" Alex was cut off as a rouge tendril hit him hard in the head"...I get the gist of what your saying " Alex received another hit to the head " Look James, this is for the best and you know it. You are just afraid, not angry, scared. Isn't that right?"

All of a sudden James stopped struggling" hmm mhm hmmm, hmm. Hmm" James mumbled lightly.

And then came the Burning rage again.

" ...HMMMMMMMMMMMMM" screamed James, as Alex sighed, and swiftly continuing through the graves.

'I'm way too young for this crap' the technically 2 year old Alex muttered to himself, as he approached the row of graves belonging completely to the Heller family.

"James I'm going to release you, don't do anything drastic"

"HMMm HMMmm HMMm HHm HHMMMm( Ill show you drastic mother fucker)"

No sooner than James mumbled this, Alex released him from his bindings. Heller stretched his limbs for moment, before looking at his friend with murder in his eyes. His arms began to switch to their muscle mass ability, while Alex held his up in surrender

"Now Sgt, I think you are over rea-" he was cut off as James picked him him by the collar of his shirt, and threw him a few feet over his shoulder.

Alex blanked in curiosity at the softness of the throw. His eyes lit up with understanding, as James bent down over his wife's grave. Alex watched as he rubbed the tombstone slightly, rubbing his finger tips over her name. To Alex's surprise, James bowed his head in prayer.

'He of all people is the religious type? who would have guessed?' thought Alex, as he watched the man.

Mercer sat down on a tombstone(So messed up), As he watched the man in silence.

He figured they would be there for a while.

Alex was right. James sat down at the tomb for an hour, maybe more, saying light words to his wife. Alex didn't truly understand the concept of prayer or religion. Mercer knew from experience, there was no higher calling, or some benevolent being. He knew that James must have understood it as well, his mind said it all when Alex was inside him for a brief time. There is only two stages to go through, life and death. The closest thing a person could reach of the 'Next' life, was to be consumed by him or James.

That's more like burning in hell.

James sighed, as he thought of his late wife. For a moment he was willing to turn around and kill Alex, his mind still thinking that it was his fault somewhere deep inside of him. His logical side quickly nullified that thought, as he realized it wasn't the man's fault. Alex had been just as much of a victim as James, Dana, and even Colette were.(a/n All victims of prototype 2 writer Dan Jolly. Trolololol a/n) They all lost something in the out break, maybe even Alex more than the rest of man was forced to kill millions just because some crazy red haired bitch couldn't stay dead. Despite knowing all of this, James was still surprised at how well they got along so quickly. In the beginning, he trusted Alex mostly because he knew Colette would want him to give the man the chance.

'She was that kinda women' thought James, as he pattered her grave.'You made me a stronger man'

By the end of the day however, they became what you could call friends, or acquaintance at the least. He suppose that would due to them technically having a piece of each other. James still had most of Alex's old biomass, while Alex had a few pieces of his. This pretty much made them brothers, as Alex put it. He summed that up to why he just tossed him away, instead of stabbing Alex for doing this. James guess that in a way, he felt appreciative that someone as unemotional as Mercer usually is would try and do something to help him.

Then again, being forced to talk to your dead wife is a little drastic.

James Slowly got up, deciding it was about time to leave. James knew that leaving the girls at home for too long by themselves was a bad idea. He ran his finger over Collette's grave one more time, before walking back towards Alex.

The hooded man turned his eyes up slightly as a figure appeared in front of him. Noticing that it was James, he got up cautiously, and held a hand onto his shoulder.

"Was I right? did it help Sgt?" Alex asked him, his voice offering a very slight comfort that a normal man wouldn't pick up.

James just shrugged his hand off his shoulder, similar to their first meeting "Yeah... thanks man. ...just Don't do it again"
Alex offered him a smile in return" No, seriously don't do it again, I'll kill you" As Alex watched Jame's dead pan expression, his smile faded a bit.

"Oh"

"Yeah"

Both stood their awkwardly, hearing nothing but the sound of wind flowing, honking horns of the cars that filler the city, the sound of people talking in the distance, and the sound of guns being loaded.

"Wait a min-" James was cut off as a sniper round flew into his skull, his whole head coming apart like a smashed melon.

Alex turned around to find the culprit, but was cut off himself, as another round went out and burst through his rib cage. Looking to his left, he could see Jame's headless body regenerating itself, while creating a protective shield around both of them. Alex figured out why, as a tank shell sent them flying off their feet. Grabbing the still healing body of the Sgt, Alex jumped high up into the air, aiming at a building not far from them.

He figured they would have better leverage up high.

As they soared through the air, Alex found himself kicked out of the sky, Heller falling right next to him. Looking up, he only had moments to react before a super soldier dropped down, bringing both his feet on Alex's chest. A crater formed, and a shockwave fowled the man impressive force.

"Remember me Mercer?" Taunted the D Code, As he pressed a boot to Alex's neck.

"No" stated Alex, as he tried to fathom why this Super soldier was able to over power him "But you will remember him" The soldier looked at him in confusion, before James came from his right side and dropped kicked him in the face.

"You ok emo king?" James asked Alex, as he pulled him up by the wrist.

"Yeah I'm fine" responded Alex, while brushing seem dirt off his jacket "Wait, I'm not emo..."

"Sureeee"

"..."

Shaking his head in annoyance, Alex pulled Heller to the side. Jame looked at him in question, while Alex pointed at the same D code who was now sprawled out on the ground. Alex then concentrated his body, and grunted, as he armored plats popped from his skin. Looking at James , Heller just nodded, and Lighter, bulkier plates popped out of his own body. Alex had turn his head up slightly to look at the bulky frame of James, whose pupiless, red eyes stared back down at him. No words needed to be spoken, as both charged forward, crushing the groudn beneath their feet.

The d code soldier picked himself up from the ground, only to find two man sized blades going through his body"Now I'll remember you" Said Alex, as he consumed the mans body.

They heard another sniper round go off, and this oe yet again went fro James's head. This time however, it bounced of harmlessly, with James just rolling his neck to lose some tension. he then sent a whipfist out into the darkness, and brought back the sniper who shot him in the head, TWICE. The blackwatch soldier looked up into Heller's eyes in fear, as the dark red orbs bore into his soul.

"Please Heller, Don't do thi-" he was cut off as James lifted him into the air, then dropped his spine onto his knees, snapping the man in half.

'Boom'

James and Alex looked forward, as a black M1a3 Abrams tank burst through the gate of the graveyard. Dozens of Blackwatch specters filled out in rows, taking up positions to fire at the figures in front of them. Six D codes rained down from the sky, landing in front of the tank. lastly, two Apache long bows Came in from behind some buildings, and flashed blue lasers as the two armored monsters in front of them.

Both parties stared each other down, stuck in an Mexican stand off, all trying to see who would make the first move. Alex felt James's legs tense in anticipation, as his left arm changed back into a curved blade, and his right turned into it's muscle mass form. Alex decided to Add a claw to his right arm, and a whipfist to his left.

"What do you wanna do Alex?" James asked him in his monstrous voice.

"Can't go home" Alex answered back, staring at the troopers menacingly "You hit them up top, I'll get them from down here" It was then, that Blackwatch opened fire on the two.

James Jumped high into the air, flying about 80 feet, before dropping his hammer fist down onto the tanks top. Alex Dashed forward, and threw his whipfist forward, grabbing a D code by his face. Bringing him forward, Alex head butted him, breaking his skull straight down the middle. After quickly absorbing the soldier, Alex saw another approaching from his side. Swinging his claw upward, he impaled the D code through the gut. Smiling wickedly as the man looked back at him in horror, Alex slightly brought his claws up, and watched as they sliced them man in half. Seeing a shadow forming around him, Alex looked up to see a d code flying over his head.

Looking over in the direction he came from, Alex watched in amusement as James swatted soldiers left and right, using the tank as a baseball bat. As the life left the Soldiers, James's tendrils would catch them in the middle of the air, and slam them down into his body to be assimilated. James ignored the rocket fire coming from the helicopters, as he jumped up, brought the tank over head, and swatted it down onto two D code soldiers. The men's gut spilled out as they weakly looked up, only to find to find their heads off sliced in half by James's blade.

*Grrrrrr **Boom*

James turned his head up and watched as Alex pulled a Helicopter pilot from his seat, and held him up into the blades. The co pilot bailed out, as the Arial vehicle began to spin wildly to the ground. Alex rapped his whipfist around the other chopper, forcing it down with him. a large explosion followed, as both machines hit the ground, and their stationary missiles blew up from the intense pressure.

Not soon after this , did all the remaining troops quickly reformed them selves, and pointed their weapons at both men. Walking up to James, Alex could see a whole squadron of helicopters descending upon them.

James looked at Alex, and then gave him a wicked smirk with his glowing mouth "Devastator?"

"Devastator" Alex confirmed with his ally, as he tensed his body.

James glowed a dark red, while Alex glowed a reddish orange, both men holding them selves in pain. James suddenly slammed his fist in the ground, lifting everything but Alex into the air. With perfect timing, Alex shot his tendrils out of his body, ripping through everything it could fine. next to him, Heller's body exploded outwards as bits of Bio shrapnel connected to tendrils went out, and pulverized anything in their path. Both men felt as the Troopers were impaled upon the extensions of their bodies. Helicopters fell from the air, troopers were pulled in half, super soldiers were ripped into pieces, and tanks were sent flying blocks.

Pulling their tendrils back into their bodies, both men looked at the destruction they caused. The trees that previously filled the area were gone, replaced by small splinters of wood. Blood filled the cracks in the ground, and broken bits of machinery were everywhere, littering the graveyard even more. even the tomb stoens couldn't survive the onslaught, their stone crumbling before them.

All accept one.

Their standing defiantly among the destruction was the tomb stone of the deceased Colette Heller. flowers from the other graves flew over and landed ontop of hers, forming a ocean of vibrant colors.

"Wow" muttered Alex as he looked at the scene" That's unbelievably random, and unrealistic...and improbable" James said nothing, as he gazed at the grave with blank look.

And then he smiled.

"lets go home" he told his friend as he leaped away "Today was a good day"

"Yeah" said Alex after him, as he followed the man" Don't you think everyone is going to be pissed off that we defiled their loved ones grave Sgt. Heller?"

Flipping onto a building above them, James replied "They'll get over it...I'll have Maya bake them some cookies. That way, every one will be happy"

Alex sighed as he followed James back to the house " And they say you're the more sympathetic one"