Our story begins in the city of Manhattan, where an eerie red mass was growing over an abandoned taxi. Three soldiers in armor walked by it and one's attention was caught as it moved due to the weight of the biomass. He reached for the radio on his shoulder.
"All clear." he said before they moved on, not noticing a hooded figure observing them from the rooftops. This figure wore a black jacket, blue jeans, a gray hood, and black shoes. He leapt down on an unsuspecting soldier before snapping his neck and turning him into a mess of biomass he absorbed.
The soldiers, having heard their fellow scream, turned and saw the hooded figure, who readied himself for a fight.
"That's him! Eyes on Alex Mercer! Open fire!" said one of the soldiers before they started shooting at him. The bullets barely affected Alex as he ran at them and his hands transformed into sharp, four-fingered claws, which he used to cut one of the soldiers to ribbons. He then transformed his right hand into a giant blade, which he used to slice the second soldier in half. His hand then transformed into a hook-like claw, which he extended to grab the third soldier before throwing him into a car.
"Too easy." Alex said before he saw a group of soldiers headed towards him. He changed his fists into giant hammer-like obstructions before jumping into the air and ground-slamming into the road, sending soldiers flying in every direction, some even being crushed. He then used biomass to enhance his arms, giving him enough strength to lift a nearby truck and toss it at a helicopter that was shooting at him.
Elsewhere, a lone soldier approached the scene and saw a fellow soldier coming over.
"Where's your commanding officer?" the fellow soldier asked.
"He's in Times Square. I'll call for transport-" the soldier stopped abruptly as he was stabbed by a large blade.
"That won't be necessary." the fellow soldier said as the stabbed soldier fell to the ground dead. A mess of biomass enveloped the soldier before revealing that it had been Alex in disguise. Alex looked at the defeated soldiers before he walked down the street.