Disclaimer - I do not own Assassin's Creed or Prototype franchise. They both belong to their rightful owner. I am simply writing this story out of boredom and to get this crazy idea out of my head.
Prologue
Alexander J. Mercer was feeling hesitation for the first time since he had woke up in Gentek Headquarters' morgue. He was lost when he first came back to life, his memories were blank and, in his fears, he barely noticed the monstrous changes that had happened to him. His body, mind and soul were entirely made of a virus called Blacklight, a creation of his and the cause of the destruction over Manhattan. He became known as the Prototype, Zeus.
Alex looked at the transparent reflection of his on the helicopter's glass and truly studied himself for the first time. He wore three layers of clothes: a button-up white shirt, a plain grey hoodie, and a black leather jacket with a red tribal design on the back. His lower body was covered by a plain blue jeans and black shoes. His clothes covered nearly every inch of his body, except his face and hands, those were the only parts of him that showed he was human, a fake cover of humanity. Especially his piercing light blue eyes tainted with a sickly grey colour that couldn't be overshadowed by the hood. Everything about him was fake. It was created by the Blacklight virus, and even his identity was stolen from the deceased scientist and creator of this virus, the real Alexander J. Mercer, who was the Head of Gentek Research Project. Yet, Dr. Mercer's sister was real to him, she cared for him despite seeing the monster he was. Now Dana Mercer laid in a coma at a St. Paul Hospital under the care of Dr. Bradley Ragland, because he had released Elizabeth Greene, the host of the Redlight virus from which Blacklight was derived from.
He was a virus. He had taken everything from the deceased doctor, such as name, body, memories and family. There was nothing that truly belonged to him, only the carnage and gore he left behind over the streets of Manhattan and the pain screams he could still hear of the victims he had consumed to either accumulate biomass or infiltrate into Blackwatch's army bases. His hunt for the truth of what had happened to him led him to a horrifying revelation. He, or his predecessor Dr. Mercer, had unleashed the Blacklight virus at Penn Station and brought Hell over Manhattan for three long weeks. He found the truth, but he did not like it.
Here he was, in a helicopter, flying over the vast Atlantic Ocean with an armed nuclear warhead that was supposed to erase New York's infection. He dropped the bomb into the vast sea after he deemed the explosion wasn't near any populated area and turned tail to leave, but he was still within the blast radius when the nuclear bomb detonated.
The last thought in his mind was. Damn.
And the last thing he felt was pain and fear as a bright white light covered his vision.
The first thing the virus felt, after devouring a small bird, was its disgust of water, its formless shape crawled slowly out of the water, still trying to reconstruct its human form, but the avian provided very little biomass for a full recovery, so the mass began slipping through sand, earth and grass as it hunted for a creature's biomass. The virus found one. A hunter who had became the hunted, the virus jumped on the man and started consuming his entire body until, Alex Mercer's body was all that remained.
Mercer kept his eyes closed as memories and knowledge was being branded within his mind until the very last second of the victim's life faded away. His body's biomass began shifting in red and black tendrils until Mercer was gone and replaced by the hunter he had consumed. Pale skin replaced by tanned skin, hair became long and braided on one side, modern clothes replaced by Native American clothing, and weapons and accessories materialized. The transformation was completed.
'Ratonhnhaké:ton,' someone called out in Mohawk from behind him. Mercer inwardly smirked as he turned to greet the person with his face void of emotion.
Probably the worse out of the worse idea I ever had, but I really wish that you readers will leave some reviews for me. This is the first time I write an Assassin's Creed and Prototype Crossover, so some characters might seem out of it. Please review!