• Prototype



    (New York eight o’clock at night at the morgue.)
    “Who is this?” said the first man. The second man picked up a clipboard,
    “Mercer, Alex. Time of death noon today.” said the second man “Hey I used to know this guy. he got involved with blacklight.” said the first man.
    “I don’t care who he was, just hand me the eight inch blade.” said the second man. The first man handed him the blade. Just before the second man made the incision, mercer woke up with a jolt. “What the hell?!” screamed the first man
    “Call the kill team now!” ordered the second man. Mercer fell off the table knocking over a stand. The two men ran outside. Mercer followed though grasping his right arm In pain. He hid behind a military truck and saw the kill team get dropped off bye a helicopter. The two men started to argue with the kill team and one of them went to punch the leader and was shot. The leader gave the order and the second man was killed. The strike team looked over and saw mercer try to run
    “Take him out!” ordered the strike captain. They all commenced firing and mercer hit the wall behind him and fell to his knees “What’s happening to me?!” he screamed as a dark substance resembling veins engulfed his body. He felt unhurt and looked for a way to escape. He saw a dumpster and a wall. The wall was about ten feet higher than the top of the dumpster. He ran jumped on the dumpster and jumped again clearing the wall.
    “That was easy” he murmured to himself looking at the fifteen foot wall.
    “I need to get out of here.” he said, he saw a gate the same height as the wall and jumped it with ease. He looked to his right and saw a helicopter
    “Oh no.” he said. He started to run but the chopper shot a missile. He was thrown forward by the explosion and caught a car that was also thrown forward in mid air.
    “What else are you gonna throw at me?” he yelled as he threw the car at the chopper. The bird went down and exploded on the street. Mercer ran to a building and somehow ran up the side.
    “This cant be happening.” he said on the roof.
    “Oh great, now I have to kill them too.” he said as he saw two more helicopters coming towards him. He ripped the heating duct off of the roof and threw it at the helicopter it made contact with the first copter. The copter then spiraled out of control into the next one. The two birds exploded mid air.
    As he watched the explosion mercer thought “Who am I… what am I?”