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ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

Please, don't post until I'm done, you will know when I am
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

"Where is he?!" John Alen demanded while pulling out a switchblade out if his front left pocket. "If you do not tell me where he is I will slit your goddamned throat!" he flippe the blade open and pressed it hardly against Alex Mercer's neck.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

Alex woke up at 7:30 to a loud and fierce banging on his apartment door. He walked up to see who it was, stared through the peephole, a saw a scrawny Mexican, about 6 foot tall. He recognized the man a guy named George, a courier for a well known gang named The Reavers. George handed Alex a slip of paper and a disposable phone and walked off as if saying "you know what to do."

Alex unfolded the paper and dialed the number, after two rings it was answered. "We have another mission for you-" "Look John, you said I would be done after the last mission, I'm through with your shit!" Alex blared cutting John short. "Alex, be calm, all it is is a simple grab-and-run, common Alex, I need this last one from you..." There was a long pause before Alex spoke anything, "I expect 10 grand wired into my account by tomorrow John." John hastily described the man who Alex is to take to then. Kyle Leggish, one of the Reavers' most renowned scientists, known for making several of the most brutal bombs in the area.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

Kyle went missing after an accident while working on a new project. After John hung up Alex junked the phone.

2 hours later Alex found him, he was at the Medissian Park, sitting on a bench, staring at Alex. As Alex a poached Kyle stood, Alex was half expecting to have to pursue him, but instead Kyle just walked over to Alex. "Hello Alex, it has been a while, will you not agree? Why are you-" "You know very well why I'm here, we need you back at the base," Alex replied very coldly, cutting Kyle short. Kyle stood for a moment, there was a look of interest and confusion in his eyes, "Did they tell you why they need me back, Alex? I mean, last week I blew up the damned lab! Do you not find it odd that they still want me after that? Here, let me show you something...
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

Quicker than Alex could react, Kyl lunged at him, grabbed his head, and Alex's world went dark... Alex thought he was dead or in a stoke of some sort, but then there was a sudden and brilliant flash of red light. Next thing he knew berthing was engulfed in an intense inferno, and Alex was just standing there, laughing, not a histarically, but malevolent chuckle. Then Alex lifted his arm and he shot forth a black arch of fire. Everything went dark.

Alex woke up, laying in a puddle of blood. He was bleeding from his nose and ears and it felt a if someone was taking a hammer and hitting him upside the head, he obviously had a seizure. Alex rolled over and purged what he had left in his stomach. As he stop he noticed a note that was laying next to him on the floor.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

Alex-
I don't have much time to explain, or how for that matter, but what I showed you was a glimps into the very possible future. After the Bioshere exploded in the lab... It changed me... I felt different, I've been having these nightmares... John wants me dead, you and I both know this to be true, so I'm leaving, don't try to find me, you won't find me.
-K

Alex stared at this note for the longest time ever, he understood it to be true, but he wished it were not. Alex was running now, as as fast he could. He felt a sharp sting in his neck, reached up, and came back with a tranquilizing dart in his hands. The rest was a blur.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

"Where is he?!" John Alen demanded while pulling out a switchblade out if his front left pocket. "If you do not tell me where he is I will slit your goddamned throat!" he flippe the blade open and pressed it hardly against Alex Mercer's neck.

Alex sat stunned, blinded by the bright, glaring light in his face, he noticed he was bound, and there was a nice against his neck, he felt the blood trickle down his neck, then he heard the yelling. "Damn you Mercer! Now you tell me where the fuck Kyle went!"

Still faxed and stunned from the drugs in his system, it took him a while to develop an answer, "He beat me, near killed me... He'd gone..." Alex coughed up a chuck of blood ad it flee to the floor. The next thing he knew he was on his bed in his apartment.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

Alex knew whatever Kyle had for to him had set off a lynchpin inside himself, he knew this would kill him... All it needed was the slightest nudge.

Alex reached for his neck, felt th cut on his neck from John's blade, and groaned. He got up and took a shower, the one thing in life that he thought was amazing at the time. After his shower he was alarmed to find a box resting on his bed. Reluctantly Alex opened it, inside it was a ball, no bigger than a child's toy. Upon close examination of the ball he noticed it twists open. Inside lay a pill and a slip of paper.

Alex-
This will help with what's to come.
-K

Alex took the pill and instantly regretted it. He doubled over in pain, and felt as if his whole body was immersed into a bed of fire hotter than any other. But as soon as the pain was there it was gone.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

Alex had known that somethin had happen after he took the pill, because an hour later he fell into a coma. The coma lasted for 7 months. When he awoke, the hospital bed was on fire, Alex screamed for help, but shortly after he realized he didn't feel the pain from the inbred spewing from his mattress.

Alex returned home that night (for the first time in 7 months mind you) to find John waiting in his apartment. "Welcome back Alex, how was the coma" "What are you-" "We found Kyle Alex, he's dead, committed suiside. I understand he left you something?" John tossed Alex the ball, "What was in this?" John stared at Alex, and Alex simply said, "the devil that induced my coma..." John blinked, he knew something, he was hiding something from Alex, he could feel it.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

John walked out of the building then. For the next few days Alex noticed he was different, within a week he learned he could make small fires, within the next 4 months he realized he could fly by engulfing himself in flames, much like The Human Torch for The Fantastic 4.

Alex had noticed how high the crime rate went, rapes happening in the streets, several massacres, one a week at the least, and more. It sickened him... so he decided to fight it. He was developing his powers, he figured they were induced by the pill that Kyle had given him. And John hate him for it.

John devised a plan to get Alex killed, that way his operation would go untouched. He had called up Alex to see if the could "chat like old times" we're his worlds. Alex agreed, but he knew something was up. Alex planted a small bomb in his hand, under his flesh. He was aware that this would end him, but it was worth it. As soon as Alex lit a spark, an explosion would wipe out anything and everything within a 2000 foot diameter.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 10, 2012

When Alex met John, he was instantly surrounded by dozens of dozens of Reavers, Alex smiled a coy smile and whispered to John, "Game over..." as a spark flew from his hand.

-End

Gatta hand it to greenman, make this look easy👍👍 I know it's not as long as his are or near as good, so gatta give props to you Greenman👏
♠️ADD TURFA♠️ Jul 11, 2012

Definitely had potential ...
Unfortunately, just like so many other writers on here, you need to think about hiring an editor.

I opened it thinking you were telling a story about yourself playing TW though. Kinda threw me for the first bit.
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 11, 2012

Haha, yeah, I wasn't thinking of the name to the thread, but I wrote it at 2:30 near exhaustion, then typed it when I woke up, I know I trailed off a bit, but thanks turfa👍
࿇ℛ✘Ꮓ∅ᎡᏰᎪϾᏦ࿇ Jul 11, 2012

♠Ƭϋʀғä♠ wrote:
Definitely had potential ...
Unfortunately, just like so many other writers on here, you need to think about hiring an editor.

I opened it thinking you were telling a story about yourself playing TW though. Kinda threw me for the first bit.

Maybe people could hire you as editor with invite code turfs? Or perhaps some top secret info😉
ꑄϮ༱ꋬསϧξ༱ Jul 11, 2012

Ʀɑƶɵʀвɑʗĸ🔥💢👣 wrote:
♠Ƭϋʀғä♠ wrote:
Definitely had potential ...
Unfortunately, just like so many other writers on here, you need to think about hiring an editor.

I opened it thinking you were telling a story about yourself playing TW though. Kinda threw me for the first bit.

Maybe people could hire you as editor with invite code turfs? Or perhaps some top secret info😉
You wouldn't!😱
♠️ADD TURFA♠️ Jul 11, 2012

I'm not really in any position to consider taking a position as an editor, I'm afraid. I'm barely on TW these days 😞