I just want to tell all of you again just how much you mean to me. Every once and while I see a little alert pop up on my computer, telling me someone has added my story to their favorites or reviewed it. It's keep my smiling and wanting to continue to write. What more, as many of you know, Prototype 2 came out! -screams happily-

I've already beaten it (Of course X3) and I know I want to add in some things and ideas that the game gave us. Do you guys approve? I mean, nothing major, just how the city has been set up and things like the new zones (Green, Yellow and Red). I like how they did all that but of course I'll be putting on my own little twist. 3 Let me know what you think!
For those of you who haven't played the second game...well...DO IT! Watch video's online or something! XDD

3 to you all

~Primal
P.S. I've already started on the next chapter. Hopefully you won't have to wait long ;D The stuff coming up is a lot more actiony so I'll be more motivated to write.

Days would turn into weeks, and weeks into months. The bitter cold of winter started to loose its edge and the snow finally disappeared from the streets. Morgan was thrilled about the change in the weather but when it came to anything else she wasn't. The computer scenarios had failed completely and no matter how many times they ran them it all came down to one problem.

They didn't have enough data.

No matter how many times they would run it, it always ran into the problem that there was simply not enough data to render a solution. Running through her theories, Morgan didn't know what to do but she had to admit she felt grateful for Alex's patience. She didn't know what had brought it on but it made things easier on her knowing that he wasn't ready to slit her throat. After all, it wasn't the only thing that had her stressing out beyond belief. At work things had started to change drastically.

Cadence had stopped talking to Morgan completely which had really upset the women, but she was a little too preoccupied to hurt much. The creepy men she had seen her first day back were showing up more often. Not only that but she was positive more of them were showing up too. She had no idea why but knowing they were around gave her the willies. She was paranoid enough with Cadence monitoring her every breath but these creepers seemed to be doing the same thing. She heard stories from her co-workers about being interviewed by the men. However they didn't ask the regular questions. They would ask things like: Why they had decided to work for Gentek? How long had they worked there? Were they happy with their jobs? What was their opinion on the New York Disaster? It almost seemed like a mandatory evaluation but as far as anyone knew these men didn't work for Gentek. The entire work environment had Morgan on edge and it was starting to get to a point to where she was close to a break down. On one particular Friday in April she was actually close to tears as she paced around the house.

"I just…I don't know what I'm going to do! Those men…if they aren't there to shut us down…I don't know what they want. And if I'm not fired it will be a miracle and if that does happen…" She snorted and ran a hand through her hair. "Well then you're out of luck and all of this has been for nothing!" And in short she was dead. After all, had that not been then deal? She had to cure him or she would die, right?

"You know….you're starting to act crazier than I am…." Alex sighed as he turned to look at her from his spot on the couch. His smirk and humor did not amuse Morgan and earned him two middle fingers. He actually chuckled at that before moving his legs off the couch so she could sit.

"Well I'm thrilled you're no longer concerned with how I'm going to fix….well you." She snorted, gesturing to all of him. Alex sat up more then and sighed.

"I am concerned. I just don't see the problem…"

"Alex we're STUCK! I can't do anything more for you. I don't have the data or the means to get it." Morgan groaned as she put her hands over her eyes. That had the man thinking though, his form shifting so that his head rested in one of his hands. Some silence passed before he turned to look at Morgan.

"What if we could get the data…whatever kind it is you need of course?" He offered

"Impossible. To get that sort of information I'd need…equipment, really advanced stuff. Nothing like I have here." She sighed. At best she had a decent microscope buried in a box somewhere in the abyss of a closet in the hall. But it probably wasn't much better than one you could pick up in a high school science store.

"And where would this 'really advanced stuff' be exactly?" He pried, lips working up into a bit of a troubling, mischievous smile. Would she figure it out on her own?

"Well….Gentek obviously…" Morgan snorted as she dropped her hands from her eyes. "But that would be nut-" She stopped, eyes finding him and that sneaky little grin. "Ohhh no. No Alex…" She began. "There is no WAY! We can't….I can't just walk you in the front door!" She reasoned, watching as he smirked more.

"Who said anything about a front door?" He asked, chuckling some.

"What? BREAK IN!" Morgan gasped. "Alex no…that's…that's impossible! We can't break into Gentek. That's….lunatic talk." He snorted at that only to lean back and gesture to himself.

"And?"

"Ug…" Morgan slumped back on the couch. Break in? Break IN! She didn't even know where to start. Hell she hadn't ever cheated on a test before so the idea of breaking into a building like two criminals was making her head hurt.

"It's not that hard…just…take it easy and we'll plan this one step at a time." Alex reasoned, almost sounding too calm for her liking. Since when was he the calm and sensible one?

"Alex you make it sound like we're going to bake a cake or something…Gentek isn't like some mom and pop store. They have some really high class security." She reasoned, having to fight a glare when he started to snicker again. "You know…I can't figure out for the life of me how it's you annoying me now…" Morgan sighed as she slumped back against the couch. Alex just laughed more before he moved to look around. He would end up at her desk and return with a pad of paper and pen.

"Here….now think." He reasoned as he handed it to her.

"Uuggg but it hurts to think." Morgan whined, not touching the paper as he set it in her lap.

"There has to be a way in Morgan…something, some way in that they wouldn't think about being a problem…" He pried, trying to help her mind. "Think…" Morgan sighed, head down some as she rubbed her temples.

"I….I just….I don't know…" She sighed. "Alex even if we do get in, there are….tens…hundreds of surveillance cameras. What do we do about those?"

"Morgan you're thinking too far ahead….we need to focus on just getting in right now." Alex sighed, trying to get her back on track. "Now….what possible way could they not imagine someone breaking in?" He asked again as his eyes watched her own.

"Well..." She thought out of the box, trying to think of the impossible since that seemed to be what he was looking for. "I suppose they'd never expect someone to fly in. I mean yeah, on a helicopter but they have sensors on the roof so that would never work. But…I think Mr. D leaves his window open in his office. I mean…why would he have a reason to lock it? It's not like someone could ever get in right? He's thirty stories up." She laughed softly. However Alex's face had her hush almost instantaneously. He looked so serious….at least in his eyes he did. His smirk at returned from before, the almost happy one that still had a hint of mischievousness.

"Alex… I know you have powers but….I don't think even you can climb a 30 story building." She mused, laughing weakly because his smirk still wasn't fading.

"Ignoring your doubt in me…" He sighed then, poking the pad with a finger. Why wasn't she writing this down? Morgan sighed then and picked up the pen then so she could write. First she wrote a title which read 'List of Suicidal ideas'. Alex chuckled some at that before he leaned back to watch.

"Alright so if we get in…" She began as she scribbled a note about Mr. D's window. "What exactly do you think we can get accomplished? There are still the cameras." She pointed out. Alex nodded as he acknowledged the problem and leaned forward to think.

"I'm not sure if things work the same way for you as they did for me but the Gentek in New York had just as many security precautions." He began to recall. "But there was a flaw in the entire system. Because there were so many cameras they had to reset them every night at a certain time. All the footage shot that day was then backed up on the system before all the cameras would come back online and start filming again. They were down for at least a few minutes. I'm not sure if it's the same for your building but I suppose you'll have to find out." Morgan snorted then and gave him a bit of a look.

"And how the hell am I supposed to find that out? I can't just walk up to one of the guards and ask." Admittedly she had a point.

"Don't you have Sector C clearance?" He asked.

"Yeah but that doesn't help me. I'm still one sector below the classifieds and I doubt they even know if and when the cameras reset." She reasoned before her hand started to doodle on the pad. This seemed like such a dead end to her…there was just no way to get this done.

"Find out then."

"Pardon?" She snorted before turning to him.

"Find out. You have friends right? See if you can't 'observe' some gross old scientist and steal a computer. They never put password protection on them because they're all too tight assed." He snorted. Morgan could have sworn but it was almost like he was speaking as though….he really knew… Had he really worked in that high a sector?

"I don't have any high up friends Alex. What, do you expect me to go in with some low top and shorts and use my feminine good looks to charm my way in?" She snorted. Near the end she had started pretending to be serious and leaned over a bit close to nudge him.

"Uh huh…well it's a start…" Alex snorted, looking away and trying to ignore how close she was getting. Morgan backed off soon enough, laughing some and writing on the pad again.

"Alright so, say I find out when the camera's reset…then what?" She asked as she got back on track.

"Do you know what equipment you'll need to get the data?" He asked as he put his feet up on the table in front of the couch.

"Yeah that's the easy part, don't worry about that. But the cameras are still a problem. After all you said they're only off for a few minutes." She pointed out before pushing his feet off the table. That was not something he was allowed to do.

"I can handle that." He smirked before glaring when she pushed his feet off. "How long do you think it will take for you to get the data you need?"

"Fifteen maybe…I don't know…." She sighed, tapping her pencil to her chin then. She looked away, out into the hall as she thought and gave Alex a chance to sneak his feet back up on that table.

"Alex, they aren't going to be….that pleasant…" She warned, eyes not daring to look at him just yet.

"I didn't expect them to…I'll deal…" He sighed as his eyes started to drift to the tv. He unmuted it as he felt the conversation end and relaxed. However when Morgan turned around her eyes caught his feet.

"Alex! Stop putting your feet up there! That is not your personal throne!" She growled standing and shoving his legs off again. Alex glared again though, waiting until she was walking past him to give her a half shove. It was pretty harmless but it caused her to snap around on him, eyes on fire. He just smirked, crossing his arms then as he put his feet up for a third time.

"God damn you! Stop it!" She roared, rushing at him and starting to push at his legs. The man was like a statue though, unmoving and glued in the position. He outright laughed at Morgan, watching as she walked and struggled in place to try and push his legs down. "Jack ass!" She shouted again, giving up but not before kicking at his legs. Again he just laughed and watched her stomp off towards the kitchen. As she slipped away his arm morphed and zipped across the room just in time to grab her shoe with his odd claws. She stumbled a good bit but managed not to fall. Alex thought it was hilarious, laughing more as she started to scream out curses.

"You god damn mother fucker! Leave me alone you bully!" She was whining just enough towards the end for him to feel accomplished. Was it twisted that he enjoyed picking on her like this? It really was fun though…

"I'm going to bed now you big ass…so just leave me alone." Morgan growled once she was done getting herself some ice cream. She headed out of the kitchen but Alex was watching her.

"What do you mean you're going to bed? It's only 7 o'clock!" He laughed.

"Well you're exhausted my patience. Good. Night." She hissed as she headed up the stairs.

"But you didn't even cook dinner…"

"I'm not your mother! Cook something yourself if you're hungry!" She snapped before slamming her door upstairs. Okay…maybe he had pushed it a little…then again why was she so upset this time?

Morgan's mind was raging once she was upstairs, the women rushing to eat her ice cream. Stupid, jack ass….being such a dick and acting like such a stubborn mule….she was stressed out enough!

"Ow ow ooowww!" She whined then, a hand going to her head. Okay, so eating ice cream in a rushed angry state was not the best idea. Sitting on the bed she put the ice cream on her bed side table and just relaxed. Why was Alex getting to her so much these days? Sure he had been going out of his way a little to pester her but she blamed that on the fact he never left the house. He was probably just going a bit stir crazy. She knew it used to scare her when he used to mess with her like he was, always fearing he was going to break her neck or the worse. It always set her heart running in her chest but that….hadn't changed so much. Even now she could still hear it humming in her ears but she didn't know why. She wasn't really afraid of Alex anymore so why was it that every time he started picking on her that her heart still started to beat so hard? Irritated and tired the women avoided thinking too much into the solutions her mind was coming up with. After all he'd only been there for a few months…it…didn't make sense for her… She shook her head and rose then, sighing as she marched to the bathroom. A hot shower would clear her head. It had to…

The following morning didn't bring an end to her stress. The idea of having to sneak into the classified level of Gentek was making her stomach upset which lead to breakfast only consisting of coffee. Alex didn't understand why she was so upset but she just ignored him and finished getting ready. He held back on the pranks that morning considering how she was acting, even though it was tempting to do something…

Morgan however was thrilled to get out of the house but when she saw that massive building arise she felt her queasiness return. What was she getting herself into! It was hard to act normal when she walked past the security desk but when the creepy black suited men rounded a corner she about lost it. She skidded into the elevator, squeezing in and making a few people curse and groan but she didn't care. She didn't even notice the slight shaking she had going on but someone else did.

"Hey Morgan…you alright?" Asked a concerned voice. It felt like warm water crashing on ice to her compared to Alex's cold tone.

"Oh…h-hey Eric." She greeted after a moment. She had shamefully forgotten his name up until she caught those warm chocolate eyes of his. He was a pretty nice guy that Cadence had tried to set her up with a few times but Morgan had no desire to date someone from work.

"You sound kinda shaky…everything okay?" He asked as he slipped through some people to come and stand by her. He was just around 6 feet tall with tousled brown hair just a shade lighter than his eyes. He had a smile that melted hearts out and a personality to match. Admittedly he was a catch but Morgan didn't know him that well plus he was just as busy as she was.

"Yeah just…stress you know?" Morgan offered, not having the energy to think up a better excuse.

"Yeah I hear ya." The 26 year old chuckled. "They're killing us right now…some of our assistants have been dropping out sick. Something about stomach flu…?" He offered. Morgan gave a shrug, not thinking much of it before….

"You're working on classified projects aren't you?" She asked then as she looked at him.

"I am." He grinned proudly. Their conversation stopped for a moment then as everyone rushed out of the elevator. Morgan and Eric made sure to stick together though so their conversation could continue. "On the 27th floor actually." He finished then, boasting a little as well. The higher up in the building you were the higher up you were so Morgan had to admit she was impressed.

"I never knew that…" She grinned then, giving him a playful shove. Okay so maybe she was going to try out those 'feminine good looks'…. Eric gave a laugh then and looked down shyly before nodding.

"I do…"

"Well hey…um…" Morgan and Eric both paused in the hall, Eric focusing on Morgan completely. She let her hand run through her hair, playing with it some before she shifted all her weight onto one leg so the left side of her hip popped up a little. "You said your assistants were dropping out sick….maybe I could come up and help you?" She offered then, looking up through her lashes some. Would it be too much? Would it make it a little too obvious? Or would she just look like an idiot?

"Eerrr…." Eric seemed a bit dazed though, his cheeks even a little pink. "I don't see…why not…" He grinned some then before he had to cough and looked away for a moment.

"Really! That would be really amazing Eric. Just…tell me what to do and I'll help whenever I can…" She assured then. "Oh but um….our project supervisor has…kinda had a stick up her ass the last few months." She growled before continuing. "Do you think you could submit whatever form it is that gives me permission to help?"

"Oh yeah sure. I'll write it up when I get to my station." Eric assured her. "I can send someone down to escort you officially as well if you want."

"Would you? That would be fantastic." Morgan grinned, almost afraid to get excited about this. It was actually working!

"Not a problem." Eric would look around before checking his watch. "Well I better get up there. I'll see you in a little bit?"

"You will." Morgan smiled, giving him a small wave then as he started away. Eric would smile as he continued to watch her and not where he was going. Morgan didn't realize where he was going either until it was too late, the women about to shout out but…well the man ran right into a pillar. His face flushed red as he recovered and Morgan covered her laugh with a hand. He glanced back and gave a weak cough before hurrying off. Admittedly it'd been rather cute and in addition Morgan was able to walk away with a bit of a self esteem boost.

What had started out as a rough, unsettling day had turned into a bright but nervous one. Working with Eric had been both fun and a bit refreshing for Morgan. Her enthusiasm for her projects was rekindled and her motivation to help Alex had been refreshed as well. In addition, she had managed to get onto the network and hack the 'Classifieds system' so all the camera information was on a flash drive in her pocket. While Morgan felt like she was becoming a bit of a traitor those thoughts didn't really come crashing down until she was at the door to her apartment. Eric had been so nice and trusting without any hesitation. Now she was about to hand over some crucial information to a man who she was still questioning the sanity of. She was still conflicted as she walked in the door, on autopilot as she put her light jacket on the coat rack and moved into the living room. As always he was there, turning and facing her as she came in to read her emotions. She must have looked grave because his face went from optimistic to grave.

"Did you not manage it?" He asked, almost sounding careful about his words. His voice snapped Morgan from her thoughts, the women freezing to look at him.

"Huh? Oh, no I got the information we need." She shrugged before fishing out the flash drive. She gave it a wave before tossing it to him.

"Then why look so glum?" He asked, looking it over before glancing back to her.

"I don't mean to be." She sighed, rubbing her face some as she moved to the kitchen and he to her computer.

"You look like someone died…" He snorted.

"Et Tu Brute…" She mumbled, not sure he could hear her from the kitchen. She didn't seem to care, coming out with a drink as she watched him sort through the data she had collected. She let the man go through the files, watching as he read through things and actually did some work. Heck, half of the information she had grabbed she didn't even understand so she was happy he seemed to be getting something from it.

"Do you have any black cloths?" He asked as he looked back at her.

"A few…want to be more specific?" She asked. With an eye roll he continued.

"We're breaking into a building Morgan. What do YOU think you should wear?" He asked as he let her decide for herself. She nodded then, wondering if she needed a ski mask….would it be that cliché? Then she realized something.

"Wait…when are we breaking in?" She asked, her heart starting to pick up the pace.

"Tonight."

"TONIGHT!" She yelped, almost dropping her drink.

"Yes tonight. Why should we wait?" He asked, not seeming to see the big deal.

"But….that's…."
"Tonight?"
"That's tonight!" She whined. This man was going to single handled raise her blood pressure.

"Morgan would you rather us wait and have this sitting on your mind for days and then, by the time we actually go to break in you're a jittering mess?" He sighed as he gave her a hard look.

"I suppose it has to be like tearing off a Band-Aid huh?" She signed as she moved to sit at the dining room table. She put her drink down and her head soon followed it as it hit the table with a 'thud'.

"So returning to my previous question….Black cloths?"

"Yes I have them…I probably have a sweater up there and I have some black jeans…" She nodded. "What about masks?" She asked.

"I'll have the cameras down by then, you just need camouflage." He assured before he moved to get the flash drive off the computer. "I have to ask…" He began, getting her to lift her head from the table. "What did you do to get this?" He asked as he turned the drive in his fingers.

"Abused a friendship." She groaned before getting up again. "I'm going to go find those cloths and then taking a very long nap….wake me up when it's time to break the law." She muttered as she downed the rest of her drink.

"You know…most people get a little more excited about breaking and entering than you are."

"Well excuse me. Let's throw a party later shall we?" She snorted, glaring some as he laughed and moved back to the couch. She was going right to bed once she dug out those cloths…

Some hours later she found herself dressed in back and heading back to work. It was ten at night which she thought was a horrible time to head out but…there was no arguing with Alex.

"You know….I just realized oh wise one…" She growled unhappily. "We still don't have a way to get IN the building." Alex was starting to think that Morgan taking naps was doing more harm than good. She had been nothing but a nag since they left her house. That was only made worse when he made her buy a second flash drive and didn't tell her why they needed it. They already had the one from before…why did they need two!

"Just leave that up to me okay?" He sighed as he continued to walk down the street, by the cover of the shadows. "Remind me….does Mr. D have cameras in his office?"

"Pft…of course he does. They all face his desk. Why?"

"And where are the windows?" Morgan glared as he ignored her questions.

"They are on the right side of his office. They pretty much make up the right wall." She answered before yawning. Why couldn't she just go back to sleep! Alex nodded then, continuing to walk with her and refusing to talk with her until they reached the shadow of the building. He took a moment to stop, eyes looking up to the glowing 'Genetek' on the side of the building. It wasn't even half the size of the old one in New York but….it still brought back some strange feeling of dread and hatred.

"So….what is your brilliant plan?" Morgan's bitchy tone snapped him out of his nostalgia and he smirked. He was about to shut that mouth of hers up REAL fast. He sighed, moving over then and putting his back to her.

"Get on." He reasoned, gesturing to his back. She paused, looking at him critically then burst out laughing.

"You're kidding right? You're going to give me a piggy back ride?" She snickered.

"Morgan…" He growled, starting to get pissed off.

"I mean I half expected you to grow wings or throw me or something but REALLY!"

"I'm still tempted to do that second one." He snapped as he turned on her. "Now get the fuck ON!" He snarled. As tempting as it was to make a 'that's what she said' joke Morgan was scared enough to do as he said. She nodded, waiting as he turned back around before giving a little hop and climbing onto his back. She let her arms go hesitantly around his neck while he looped his arms to hold her knees. "Hold on and don't scream." He reasoned as he looked at the five story apartment to their right.

"Why would I scr-" Morgan snapped her mouth shut tight when he leap, not expecting that at ALL. He soared, jumping straight up into the air and landing with a light thud on the roof of the apartments. When they landed and he started to walk Morgan let out a little, fearful whimper. Alex chuckled a bit at that, turning his head some to try and look at her. It was then he realized that she had her face buried into the neck of his jacket.

"What was that?"

"D-did….did I ever m-mention I have a f-fear of falling?" she whimpered as she dared to peak out.

"I think you failed to mention it. Good to know though." He smirked as he moved to the edge of the building closest to Genetek.

"Oh…oh god…you…you aren't going to jump all the way up there are you?" She asked as she looked up. Far, far away she could see Mr. D's office window and, like usual, it was wide open.

"No, of course not." Alex snorted.

"Thank god…"

"We're jumping about half of the way and then I'm running up the building."

"You're WHAT!" She yelped before she was back to hiding and trying not to scream. He had jumped again, soaring over the security fence and search lights around the border of the building. He landed about ten feet up on the building before he dug his feet into the glass and took off running. Morgan had a brief moment of horror, hearing the glass cracking and chipping as they ran. The building was going to be marked up….would someone notice? Then again who in their right mind would look at the cracks and think 'Someone ran up this building!' Soon enough though she was just trying not to cry out, arms like a vice around his neck as they rose higher and higher…and her heart raced faster and faster… As bad as it was it ended quicker than she thought, the pair diving into that open window before landing crouched inside. Alex moved fast, towards the wall under the cameras. He had been careful too, diving into the office at just the right angle to avoid the cameras gaze. He took a moment then, checking his watch while waiting for Morgan to stop shaking. Five minutes ticked away and by then Morgan had slipped off his back to sit on the floor and to star at the wall.

"Camera's are…." He waited until his watch gave a beep. "Off. Come'on we need to move." Morgan didn't even bother to argue with him, accepting his hand up before trying to get her mind on track. "Where is the equipment you want to use?" He asked her then.

"Um….28th floor…we need to go down 2 floors." She explained with a shaky voice.

"Alright just…let me do one thing." He reasoned as he moved over to the receptionist desk. He didn't do much but turn on the computer and plug in the flash drive. Again, Morgan didn't ask and simply watched. He came back over soon enough, touching her arm to get her to move as they started towards the stairs. It was only two stories after all. The walk down was easy, Morgan starting to come around again as they neared where they needed to go. Once they were on their way and nearing the room she did have to ask.

"What did you do?"

"Put the camera's on a delay." He explained simply. "You'll have 30 minutes instead of 15." That was more than enough. With a nod Morgan continued to walk, reading room numbers before…

"Here we are." She opened the door, noting that all the door locks were off too. He had…done more than delay the camera's…

She moved around the room, turning on dim, low lights before starting to set things up and turn on machines.

"Alright so….what I'm going to do is actually abstract some of your DNA. But the only way is to use a live…living sample…" She moved over to a machine that looked like a cross between a 13th century torture device and a needle-phobic's worse nightmare. Alex even paused when he saw it before he sighed and nodded.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Just….sit and let this thing work." She reasoned as she went to get a chair. "It can take DNA out of any place but…maybe your arm will be best?" She offered as she brought him the chair. He nodded, rolling up his sleeve before moving to sit down. "Do you think I'll need to strap your arm down?" She asked when she noticed some sitting to the side.

"I'm not sure…will it be that bad?" He asked.

"Well…let's just say when they take samples with this…whatever they're sampling is normally dead."

"I thought you said it only worked with living samples."

"I did. But they're non-frozen, recently deceased samples…normally they kill them in the lab moments before." She explained. He gave a nod at that, thinking some before agreeing to be strapped down. Admittedly he didn't like being restrained but….for this he thought it might be a good idea. Once he was set up Morgan moved back to the computer and started to do what she needed to. She set up the program, giving it all the instructions she needed to as well as putting in that extra flash drive. Perhaps he did know what he was doing earlier when he made her get it.

"Alright…ready?" She asked as she moved the mouse over the 'Begin Procedure' button. Alex gave a stiff nod, looking away from the machine then and balling his fist. Morgan held her breath then before hitting the button and turning to watch. The machine had an arm on it like a robot only the hand was replaced by a needle that was far too long. With a click it spun around, paused then slowly began to lower towards Alex's arm. He seemed to handle it well, the needle plunging into his arm about two inches before stopping. He tensed up and his brows knitted together but other than that he didn't speak up. The machine started to hum them, the computer beeping and clicking as data flashed and covered the screen. Morgan beamed as she turned and saw it. It flashed on screen before zipping away, everything going right onto the flash drive she had plugged in. However after a moment something….unexpected happened. All the data was going onto the drive but something else popped up on screen. She tilted her head, moving the mouse to click it and open it up.

Something totally new opened on the screen, a dark grey menu screen with the slightly faded word 'BlackWatch' in the background. She was curious, reading over the four options on the left hand side of the window. Priority, Blacklight, Hope and Zeus were the options and when she clicked Priority the computer gave an angry little beep before flashing 'classified'.

"Well if it was classified then why did you even open…" She grumbled before clicking Blacklight. This time it worked, a least a dozen newspaper articles flashing up on the screen. Immediately Morgan was lost, not understanding why Genetek had anything in their system about New York. Sure they were helping out there but….why did they have these old articles. Under closer inspection she noticed that in each article there were sentences and even words highlighted. This….this didn't make sense. Clicking through the articles she closed them one at a time and soon moved to open another option. Hope seemed a little out of place so she moved the mouse over 'Zeus'.

"Morgan." The desperation in Alex's voice startled her more than anything, the women looking over and gasping.

"Oh shit."

The machine was shuddering and shooting bolts of electricity from the needle. It made sense though, Morgan able to see through the chaos that those tendrils of Alex's were climbing all over the machine. "Make it stop!" She yelped as she rushed over before yelping and backing up as it sparked.

"I'm trying!" Alex snapped, struggling as he rushed to get the straps undone. The problem was there was no way of getting this to stop without breaking the machine. "Turn it off!" He roared, Morgan rushing to turn off the program. It shut down on the computer but…moments later a warning flashed on screen.

'Warning. Unable to establish connection. Error 1283b'

"Piece of Shit! OFF!" Morgan roared before turning back around as Alex started to shout. He was in pain…she could hear it now and he couldn't ignore it. She watched as the tendrils started to pry deep into the machine, pulling off layers of metal and plastic. She covered her eyes some, watching as Alex's arm started to shift and change at a disturbing and rapid pace. The whip mutation, to the claws, to the soldiers arm to his again. She was honestly scared that she had broken him but soon…it was all over. His arm morphed again, this time into the long deadly blade. The machine fell apart, the needle snapping off in his arm before dissolving away as he stood and glared at the device. It was smoking and in pieces, still crackling a little from time to time. Morgan uncovered her eyes then and felt her heart starting to speed up.

"Now what do we do?"