"No parties, no satanic rituals, and no third outbreak while I'm gone."
"Yes, dad. Make sure to buy me some souvenir or something."
"I'll buy you a Playstation 4."
"THAT'S NOT EVEN OUT YET! Also, try not to kill anyone. If you really have no choice, make sure to think it throughoutly first! Now shoo!"
Honestly, it's not even as hard as one would thought. Mercer formed a random luggage out of biomass, took a taxi to the airport, bought a ticket, waited like a dumb idioy. Then he took a flight to Washington DC, and that was it.
Earlier, He had reserved a nice room in the Mandarin Oriental before taking his flight, a famous five-star hotel known for its luxurity and expensive price. Fortunately for him, the room which he had asked for is available for reservation; Direct, unobturated view of the one and only...
The White House.
God, it would had been so easy. He didn't even need to break into the place. Just shift his arm into whipfist, and nothing coulf stop him from killing a couple hundred unfortunate humans and desecrate their corpses as the biomass necessary to instantly drop a Goliath in the heart of the United States.
Imagine how much chaos that would resulted. Travel ban from all their allies, civil unrest all over the East Coast, Martial law, Daily screening, riots, protests, conspiracies, all the things that is only limited to the imagination of oneself.
So much chaos and conflicy that would leave him entertained for months to come.
But that's not the reason why he took a flight to DC today, he has other objectives. Namely, the other building which is located not too far from the hotel itself, just across the river.
The Pentagon. Headquarters of the United States Department of Defense, and the place which he will be dropping by tommorow. He's itching to sneak inside to get what he wanted now, but he'll be patient. After all, success doesn't comes instantly, it takes progress, effort, and a lot of waiting.
His plans were pretty straight forward.
One, Find out where Pariah is, and see if he could 'rescue' him... or not. Which is problably another scenario of the Supreme Hunter. But this time, no doubt even more dangerous than before. But he had grown far stronger since that fight.
Honestly? If Pariah's just the supreme hunter on double steroids, It'd be a piece of cake.
Two, See if this Bureau of Biological Alleviation AKA Blackwatch 0.5 have anything pinned on him that he could correct in the future. Any weakness that they could take advantage of must be quickly taken care of, and he already have a couple ideas in mind.
But that's something to discuss in another time.
Third, Download everything that the NSA, DIA, and CIA knows. He needs to know whether they have any intel on any other nations in the world. Specifically, the superpowers on the other side of the globe. Have they really tried to study and weaponize him with whatever samples that they had collected?
Sure, he had made his strain to always be as chaotic as possible when they realize they are being subjected to experimentation. That should slow them down with a couple containment breaches and a lot of dead people.
But that doesn't means that given the time and opportunity, that they won't succeed.
Humanity's persistence is something to both admire and scoff at.
Considering that the super soldiers project during both outbreaks technically succeeded until he and that brute of an evolved, Heller, gave Blackwatch their respective... opinions.
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Prototype : A New Start
FanfictionAfter losing to Heller, Mercer decided to lay low and enjoy his retirement. Of course, not before giving Blackwatch and Gentek one last nail for their coffin. Maybe he could finally enjoy the peace, and perhaps Dana's forgivement after time heals ev...