Enjoy the next chapter. Oh, and I know that James Heller won't appear here and most of the Prototype 2 cast, that doesn't mean that they won't be referenced. Or OCC'ed, but what the hell. This is story deviates from the sequel game so there. No need for flames please. Please read and review so I can see what I need to improve. So here you go!

Chapter Five – Want Some Coffee?

"What in the name of Jesus happening to him?"

^Two Months Later^

Everything was going smoothly for Alex. He had a home to call home, but it's not just a shitty shack that he used in the red zone, but a fuckin' estate!

Two months went by fast. He had refurbished and enhanced the mansion with top of the line tech and luxury. Alex maybe a monster but that doesn't mean he'll live and act like one.

It only took him a few weeks to get it all together, thanks to his speed, strength, and limitless endurance Alex now had time to kill.

Just in a dirtied t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans, Alex smirked at his handiwork. He practically had to rebuild every last goddamn thing. Hell, even the floor boards he replaced.

Everything looked brand new. The floors of the entire mansion was made of pure silky marbled tiles, the walls had been tricky because he couldn't decide the color and texture.

What's worse, those damn voices in his head just have to butt in. 'Never knew they had a taste for interior decorating.'

He understood the women, but what blew him the fuck away was Randall actually suggesting something to put in the house!

Finally, after having a nervous breakdown and eating a plate of cookies, he decided that the walls would be reinforced concrete, encased in fine lacquered mahogany. Of course, he painted the wood with a slightly beige hue.

The furniture were tricky to get. Namely because he had to actually go shopping. Alex didn't like it but he needed it. Being rich had it perks, one of them was getting the most expensive deals and not get bored.

The living room had a nice feel to it. A fifty four inch HD plasma screen television attached above the fire place, a plain red rug, a glass coffee table. The seats all had reclining functions and even has massage functions. Even the sofa had those.

The kitchen was extremely well designed. Alex couldn't care less about what he ate but he was an excellent chef from time to time. At the center was a stainless steel preparation table, a large four door refrigerator, two ovens, and a plasma stove of his own invention. Plasma was not as flammable as propane and it had no polluting elements in it.

The fridge was stocked with fruits, vegetables, and more importantly, meat. Alex could consume plants as well, but he just developed a taste for meat during his time in the red zone.

Upstairs was nothing elaborate, except a king sized bed for each of his five bedrooms, a dresser where he could keep his clothes, and basically all there is to own in a bedroom, only far more efficient and classy.

"Finally this bitch is done, Now I get to fuckin' relax." He said to himself. Even with his unlimited stamina, he had worked for two months straight.

Alex plopped down on his coach, ready to doze off for days. Just as he was about to close his eyes, his phone fuckin' rang, making him fall off the couch.

"AW, C'MON!" He and his voices roared.

His eyes were red with frustration that his phone just had to pick the wrong time to sing amazing grace.

Alex picked up the phone. "This better be good." He growled into the phone, only to be met with a familiar and infuriating voice that could only be the voice of that crazy ass bitch.

"Well, hello to you too, you motherfucker." Elise said sarcastically.

"Yeah, sorry 'bout that but what do you want?" Alex asked, annoyed but slightly relieved that it was her instead of some random caller.

The last one who tried to prank call him ended with Alex that if he doesn't stop calling him, Alex would do things to him that Alex heard the man fainting from the other end

"Well, I was going to invite you for coffee, but looks like you're busy so-"

"Meet me at the park." Alex said and hung up. He groaned at this in annoyance and dropped his head to the cushions.

"How the hell did she get my number anyway?" He asked himself. Then he remembered when and how.

"Oh, yeah." Alex snickered. He left a sticky note by her door. 'Well, it had been a while. And I still need her to be a doctor. Again.'

Alex got up from his comfortable sofa and went to freshen up. Restoration of the manor was almost done anyway so why not get some R&R?

Alex took a short shower to get some of the dirt and stray blood off him. He had gone hunting today and killed, as per his conditions on living here, only one elk every feeding.

The local wildlife were livestock to him now, and he was not going to waste it. A predator does need to feed but also let the prey breed.

Alex got out of his huge bathroom, basically everything about his new home screamed big and seclusion. No way in the name of shittin' hell is he going to be near those delicious humans.

He put on his new attire. Alex ditched his nerdy appearance from before to something that appealed to him. And he wanted to look as human as possible.

Dark grey jeans that fit him just right but loose enough to move freely. A pair of black business shoes, brand new leather and a buckled straps. A brown leather belt with a silver buckle. Alex decided that his plain white shirt was too clean so he bought a new dark violet in color, and a black vest to go with it.

Not wanting to look like some kind of idiot, Alex threw the blazer out to the incinerator. He got it from a snot nosed agent who was snooping around the red zone anyway.

He had gotten a new one, but instead of being a suit blazer, it was a jacket-blazer hybrid in the color of black with custom red linings.

After putting on his new clothes and sunglasses, Alex checked himself in front of the mirror. "Hmm. Not bad for a man eating virus, if I don't say so myself." He chuckled.

"Well, time to go meet up with that woman." Alex got out the front door and into his garage. Running and jumping was fun and all but he always wanted to have his own car or in this case…

"Ah, the sweet smell of Ducati in the morning." Alex clasped his hands together when he saw his Ducati motorcycle. He had gotten it for a sweet deal and now here she was.

Alex got on and fired up the engine, he smirked when the beast of a cycle roared to life. "No wonder guys love this so much." Alex then sped to the park. Thinking the way his life had turned and what his chance he gave humanity was coming up.

For one thing, humanity hasn't shown him shit. All going on about 'Alex Mercer: Wanted Terrorist', 'Global Enemy Number One: Alex Mercer' but this one, oh it made Alex laugh his ass off.

'Alex Mercer: The Anti-Christ' that load of bullshit was so outrageous and goddamn insane that Alex literally laughed his guts out.

Seriously, he did. He still had to clean the blood splatter on the carpet.

On the other, he saw that, even if most of humanity only showed a cheap ass façade to others, there were some on Alex's time in NYZ that he met people who didn't had the façade.

There was a priest and a mother and daughter he met in the yellow zone, what was his name? "Guerra. Father Guerra, that's right. And Colette and Amaya." He said as the wind blew past his hair.

Father Guerra had protected and aided the people of New York. Alex met him when he got wind of the super soldier program had somehow fused the existing serum with his own DNA.

Naturally, Alex went over there and ate the fucker. He got more than he bargained for when a new power was now at his disposal: Armor.

His armor was already strong but with the added bonus of that idiot's genetic, artificial, and mutation enhancements, Alex's armor durability improved to a point that even a tank shell fired at point blank wouldn't even scratch it.

But enough about that, as Alex was making his way out of the yellow zone, he saw that a mother and child being protected by a priest…of all people.

What was he gonna do? Preach them to death.

When Alex saw that the mother and child were scared and the priest defending them without fear in his eyes, Alex swallowed his pride and did some good instead of hacking limbs off of anything that even moved.

He killed and consumed the squad, and he faced them. They were grateful for him. Well, the priest was but the mother and child were a little, how you say, reluctant. But nonetheless thanked him.

Alex said he was welcome and offered to escort them back to their church which they accepted graciously.

He still remembered the conversation the events of that day:

"You're Alex Mercer aren't you?" The priest asked.

"Yeah, I'm surprised you haven't ratted me out yet." Alex said uninterestingly once they entered the church. It was filled with refugees, sick or otherwise.

"Regardless, I think you should rest for a while. Here. Have some water." The priest gave Alex a cup of water.

"It's not poisoned, is it?" Alex said with fake caution. No poison on earth could kill him, he just wanted to be sure on who to spare and who's getting turned into confetti.

The priest chuckled. "No, and you and I both know that you won't die because of it so why bother." Alex shrugged, this man had a point. A wise one at that.

Alex took a sip of water; he didn't need it but not drinking water for so long was refreshing. "Thanks, Father."

"Guerra, my name is Father Guerra. And the other two you saved are Colette and Amaya Heller." Guerra pointed to the other side of the church where Colette and Amaya were.

Colette was talking and helping some of the people there while Amaya was talking to the younger kids, trying to calm them down.

"We help and save whoever we can. Those Blackwatch." Guerra growled and held on to his cross necklace. "Those putas don't save people, they round them up and do experiments on them."

Alex nodded. "That's why I'm here. They created the damn virus and put the blame on me. To top it all off, they're trying to weaponize the virus."

"Madre de dios, they're monsters."

"I know, and that's why I'm going to stop them." Alex stood up and nodded to Father Guerra, Colette, and Amaya. "Save as many people as you can, okay?"

"Don't worry about us, mi dijo. Stop Blackwatch. And thank you." Guerra put a hand on Alex's shoulder. "Don't lose sight of your humanity, Alex."

Alex shook his head after remembering that. Guess Guerra's advice didn't turn out well for Alex. Last he heard of him, was he died trying to save some refugees just trying to have something to eat. Guerra was gunned down. In his own church and for what? Aiding and abetting refugees?

It was a load of grade A bullshit and Alex knew it.

Colette was reunited with her husband, James Heller, and with Amaya, left New York for the west coast. Kinda easy to do if you're a jarhead.

But seeing that they put aside their own safety and welfare to help others somewhat moved Alex. They had no hope or guarantee of surviving but they still helped those who disparately needed it.

The strongest survive and the weak die…but do the weak really have to die? Alex was easily the strongest and most powerful organism on earth but was he really going on killing spree because of that?

Maybe he still had a shred of humanity in him, but not enough. Humanity was still stagnant in his eyes.

Guerra, Colette, and Amaya were real humans. They understood brotherhood and family. Sacrifice. All of it. And Alex just kills.

Alex kills for food, for entertainment. Like a mindless animal.

"Hmph." Alex stared intently at the streets.

He never considered himself like that…but looking back, that's what exactly he did. Alex killed for entertainment. For nourishment. And he was proud of it.

"Damn right you were proud of it. All of us, all of the ones you consumed. Did you ever feel a singe of regret?" A voice of a civilian asked.

True, Alex did feel proud at one time, but now, all the regret he should've felt was coming back tenfold.

"You had the gall to feel sorry?! Did you feel sorry when you ATE us?"

"Blackwatch was right. You're nothing but a plague on all of mankind. Why don't you just leaves us alone?!"

"Or better yet. JUST GODDAMN DIE!"

Alex said and did nothing, just take it all in. Those voices had and will always bring him down, no matter how hard he tried, they will never stop.

What they say hurts more than bullets or bombs. He killed millions in weeks but that doesn't mean they have to rub it in his face. The guilt was too much as it is.

"Just…stop." Alex sighed as he parked his bike. He had already reached the park and he didn't even realize it until now. Time sure flies when your head is about to snap.

Those voices still had his ears ringing but thankfully, to whatever moron there was, they stopped. Now Alex could go on with the day without a psychotic breakdown.

That is, if Elise doesn't drive him insane first.

Man, did that woman had a mouth on her. Alex almost laughed at that 'emo fuck' bit. "Pfft, emo fuck. I'm not even an emo." He snickered.

Well, maybe he was but that wasn't the point. He was surprised that he even let her live, much less unharmed when she called him that.

As Alex walked to where she was, or wherever the hell that bitch was, someone was slowly stalking him. He was so caught up on his thoughts that Alex didn't even sense it.

The person slowly and effortlessly crept up to an unsuspecting Alex, smirking in anticipation of its prey would do.

Then when it was just a few feet from Alex, it leaned its head into his ear. "Took you long enough."

Alex almost jumped and clawed the one stupid enough to sneak up on him and he would've if it wasn't that girl he was supposed to meet. And hell was she laughing.

"Elise! Don't do that! Red zone instincts die hard, you know." Alex hid one of his arms behind his back so she wouldn't see his claws that were almost out.

Elise just laughed even more. "Oh lighten up will ya', and besides it's payback for how you spoke to me."

"Yeah, yeah. Now where to?" Alex sighed. How he even agreed to this, he didn't know but he gave his word to have coffee with her so he'll just have to go through it. 'Gonna have a shitty ass massive migraine after this.'

Elise smiled and shrugged. "Personally, I don't know. I just escaped my crummy bodyguards dear old dad assigned to me." Alex was now bored but was still listening at least. No need to have his already fragile sanity go to waste.

"He said that I can't go meet with you." Elise scoffed. "Said something as ridiculous as you doing something to me." Now Alex caught that.

"Wait a fucking minute. Who does he think I am, the same as those idiots in the alley? That's just below the belt." Alex grumbled. Bad enough he killed millions, now he was compared to a bunch of rapists. Even his voices screamed in outrage.

"Yeah, it was stupid of him but he just looks out for me, I guess. Being their only daughter and all." Elise sighed.

"Well, let's talk about it over coffee. C'mon, let's go."

"Oh and by the way, I don't have my car with me so, um, as embarrassing and as much as this hurts my pride...can I ride with you?" She squeaked out.

Alex smirked. The crazy bitch was actually asking him for a ride, you don't see that everyday.

"Okay, I know a great coffee place just outside the city. Quiet, spacious, and best of all, no assholes in sight." Alex chuckled as they walked to the parking lot.

Elise giggled. "Now that's something I've been looking for."

When they got to his Ducati, Elise was a little surprised. Didn't Alex needed a job? "Whoa Alex, I thought you had no money."

Alex mustered up a fake insulted look. "I didn't say that, who in the blue hell told you that?"

Elise laughed at his joke and shook her head. Alex was just as crazy as her. "Nah forget it. Let's see what this coffee shop of yours look like."

Alex handed her a spare helmet and got on his bike. Elise wrapped her arms around Alex's waist very slowly that he found it a little weird.

"Uh, what are you doing?" Ales asked as her arms were snaking around him like his tendrils do, except this was totally unnecessary.

Elise chuckled. "Oh you know, I don't know either." She finally locked her arms around him and held onto him tight. What a fucking drama queen.

Giving out a sigh and an annoyed eye roll, Alex fired up the engine with a roar. "Hold on tight. Or don't depending if you wanna die or something." He snickered and Elise lightly bashed him with her helmet.

"And you call me the crazy one." Alex laughed softly and rocketed through the streets like a madman. Which he technically was.

"Slow down, will ya'! Think I'm gonna hurl!" Elise screamed as she clung to Alex tighter lest she wanted to be thrown off.

"What?!" Alex heard her but wanted to mess with her.

Elise glared at him for a moment before he was a swift turn that made her duck. 'Damn this man.' She ground her teeth, annoyed but strangely amused.

For once in Elise's boring and controlled life, she felt live. No rules and no bodyguards. Just reckless driving, and possible manslaughter on Alex's side.

Alex, wanting to scare her further, went for a frontie when the red light was on and sure enough, Elise went ballistic.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO GET ME KILLED?!" She asked him and lightly whacked him in the head. She could've died, yes, but she had to hand it to him, he really knows how to have fun.

After his whack, Alex laughed. "I'm sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you through the screaming."

Elise glared at him but smiled nonetheless and wrapped her arms tighter and laid her head against his back. "Moron." She grumbled softly but thanks to the Virus' enhanced hearing, he heard it but let it slide.

He received no more complaints from the backseat driver and surprisingly she was enjoying the adrenaline rush now. Alex found this woman a little crazy but in a weird and dangerous kinda way.

They reached the coffee shop a few minutes later in the middle on a serene and peaceful field with fresh air and coffee in the air. Just as Alex said.

"Okay, now this is a coffee shop." Elise got off the bike and took off her helmet. Being her hair all in the fritz, she gave it a little shake and her brown hair swayed out.

Alex rolled his eyes under his sunglasses. 'And I thought Blackwatch was vain.' He chuckled.

"C'mon, I'm buyin'." Alex said and Elise smiled.

"Okay." They went into the coffee shop and Elise inhaled the sweet smell.

"Yeah, this is great." She sighed and they sat down by the window so they had a good view of the outside. Not to mention it was a very comfy looking chair there.

"What do you want?" Alex asked as he prepared to order some coffee. Like food, he didn't need it but it was still absorbed by his body and it tastes good.

Elise thought about it and shrugged. "A large frappe cappuccino with a chocolate cake please."

Alex nodded and went to get their coffee and a little snack for it. As he was going about, Elise looked at him and couldn't help but check him out.

She noticed that Alex wore different clothes from the last time they met and she had to admit, it suit him well. Alex still wore those sunglasses and she thought that he was impersonating Albert Wesker from Resident Evil.

Elise giggled a moment. 'Okay, okay that was a little wrong.' Alex wore sunglasses but he wasn't a monster like him and he was way more handsome.

"Wait, what the fuck?" Did she actually think that Alex was handsome. Well, he is and there was no evidence to suggest otherwise. Not wanting to dwell on it, Elise shrugged it off and waited for him to come back with their food.

After five minutes, Alex came back with a tray of pastries and beverages. "Here you go. A large frappe cappuccino and a slice of chocolate cake." He placed her cup and plate down.

"And for me, a medium vanilla cappuccino and a plate of strawberry cheesecake." He set down his entre and sat down next to her.

Elise took a sip of her drink and hummed at the taste. This was actually better than starbucks. "So, you're a doctor now huh?" Elise asked. She kept her promise to pay him back and now, he was hopefully a doctor again.

Alex nodded and took a bite of his cake. "Yeah, thanks about that."

"No problem. I should be the one thanking you anyway." Elise shrugged and took a forkful of cake.

"Before we start thanking each other again, how's the entrance exam going?" Alex chuckled. Like he promised, he had tutored her about being a surgeon through his knowledge and with the Gentek doctors he consumed.

Elise lit up at that. "It went great!" She was practically smiling ear to ear and Alex smirked inwardly.

"I aced it like a natural. You'd make a great teacher, you know." She said, grateful that she got in and with flying colors thanks to Alex's expertise.

"Heh heh, no thanks, teaching you is hell enough. And that was just an email I sent you." He chuckled and Elise glared at him.

"I resent that." She huffed and Alex took off his sunglasses.

"Oh yeah?" He leaned against the table and stared her down. Not wanting to be out shown by Alex, Elise did the same thing. They had no problems of their faces only a few centimeters apart.

"Yeah." Elise challenged and looked into Alex's electric blue eyes.

"I had to clear out my laptop's memory because of your damn emails."

Elise blushed slightly. "Not my fault you just had to use very complicated words." She said quickly and chuckled afterwards.

"Not my fault you couldn't understand simple vocabulary." He chimed and Elise stuck her tongue out, making Alex laugh.

"But really, thanks about helping me with getting in." Alex smiled lightly and nodded.

"No biggie, I guess. Your old man must've been proud?" He asked and Elise rolled her eyes and Alex got the message.

"Didn't do shit, did he?" Alex took a sip of his drink and listened as Elise ranted about.

"Oh, you have no idea. The one thing I got something right and he totally ignores it. Everything I do wrong, they notice and everything I do right, they don't even give a shitty ass clap." She hissed, almost crushing her glass cup in anger.

Before she could break the glass and cut herself, Alex took hold of her hand. "Whoa there, no need to cut yourself." Elise relaxed and noticed that Alex's hand was on hers.

She was a little confused but somehow, she liked it to a degree. Before anything else happened, Elise smiled and pulled her hand away gently. Al the while trying to fight off a blush.

"All better now?" Alex asked childishly with puppy dog eyes that Elise laughed to.

"Alex, you look like a cute baby." Elise giggled and Alex laughed too.

" I try my hardest."

They sat there for a few more moments before the the day turned into night way too fast for their liking but what's time is time.

"C'mon, I'll give you a ride home." Alex offered but Elise stubbornly declined.

"I can take care of myself." She said but Alex looked at her seriously but relented.

"All right. Just don't get caught up again, I don't think I'll be there if you get hurt. Again."

Elise nodded. "Don't worry Alex, I got this. I'll be all right." She assured him and it seemingly did the trick.

They went outside walking slowly and deliberately trying to extend the time without either of them knowing.

"Hey, you know dad'll probably hunt you down." Elise warned but Alex just smirked evilly.

"Trust me Elise, I've been in the RZ long enough to know how to kill." He snickered cynically. Alex could kill a man dozens of ways with his hands and even more so with his powers.

Elise held her arms up in mock surrender. "Hey, just tellin'."

Alex smiled and they stood by his motorcycle. "Okay, so I'll call you. Once in a while." He chuckled and Elise giggled.

"Oh, just shut up and go. I'll be all right." She raised her right hand. "Girl scout's honor."

Alex rolled his eyes. "Somehow I doubt that." He grumbled and she lightly punched him on the arm.

"Just go you emo fuck." She snickered and kissed him on the cheek.

"What was that for?" Alex sat on his motorcycle and revved up the engine.

Elise blushed a little. "Just a little thank you for the coffee. Not everyday you get free food."

'Oh you have no idea.' Alex put on his helmet. "Well, see ya. You crazy bitch." He laughed and before Elise could whack him again, he sped off laughing.

"Goddamn it Alex." Elise growled. He just called her crazy again. Well, at least it was Alex and not some asshole from the street.

"Well, I'll see you soon. Doctor Frost." She snickered and hailed for a taxi and went home.

^Blackwatch Global Command^

Colonel Rooks looked over a report of any signs of Codename ZEUS and it had fuckin' nothing on Mercer's locations or at least where the hell he is.

"That cocksucker can't just disappear like that." He mumbled to himself and threw the report down at his desk, annoyed that this wild shitty fuck goose chase was going nowhere.

Then his phone rang and he smiled when he noticed it was his wife, Loraine. "Hello."

"Hey honey, how've you been?" She sounded tired and Rooks couldn't blame her. It was three in the morning form where San Francisco was.

"I've been better. You okay?" Rooks leaned back on his chair, sleepiness becoming apparent.

"I'm okay. Your little girl can't wait to see you." Loraine giggled and Rooks chuckled.

"Yeah. I'm sorry I can't go home right now. I promise I'll make it up to you." He promised.

"You always do. When are you coming back?" She asked sadly, she missed her husband very much.

Rooks sighed, he too missed his family. "I don't know. Another six months maybe."

"Please come back safe baby. I love you." Loraine yawned and Rooks smiled.

"I will, love you too." He hung up and sighed. "This has gotta be the worst mission I've ever accepted."

Riley went in and gave a salute. Rooks stood up and saluted back at his second in command and friend. "What've you got Riley?"

"As for Mercer, sir, it looks like the fucker dropped off the face of the earth." Riley set down yet another useless report. "Not even a peep." He rolled his neck, trying to get tiredness out.

"Fuck, any word on Project HADES?"

"The eggheads are reporting sixty percent completion, sir. They are certain that this will take Mercer out." Rooks nodded.

"Permission to voice my thoughts, sir?" Riley asked.

"Approved." Rooks grunted and massaged his aching temples.

"That Project HADES'll fail big time." Riley said bluntly, he never believed in that project.

"The hell you talkin' about, Lieutenant?" Rooks asked as he looked at Riley with serious eyes. Project HADES may be stupid but it was their best bet on killing the virus once and for all.

"That Mercer survived a nuke to the face, a tank round to the chest and that big ass hunter with not a goddamn scratch. And now we're making something just like him. That's just stupid."

Rooks understood where he was coming from but it was out of place. "Careful Riley. You know you could get shot for that." Rooks warned.

"Yes, sir." Riley saluted and Rooks dismissed him. He went out and Rooks once again read the useless report.

"I should be sitting at home with my girls but I gotta read this shit." He growled and skimmed through the papers that he knew would give him nothing.