Afternoon.
Somewhere in the streets of Mantle, Tyrian Callows is seen to be walking along the alleyway with his hood up while checking his surroundings, whereas he flinches on anything that he hears and sees.
Watts: (through the comm) "Tyrian."
Tyrian: (scared) W-W-WHO IS THIS?!
Watts: "For goodness sake, Tyrian, pull it together! We can't have you-- *static* *static*"
Tyrian: Can't have what?.... Watts? Watts?!
Watts: "F̷̲̼̺̯̠̖̳͙̓ͅą̸̖͉͉̯̺͎͖̼̹̂͛i̵̯̯̾̓͒ļ̶̤͕̦̹̫̜͗̃̓"
Tyrian: W-What?
Watts: "Ẏ̵̭͚̿͠o̸̗͙̤̔̓ȕ̶̡̼̰̩̊̾͌̉'̴͖̯͓̗͙̌̅̂r̴̡̬̱̯̭̠̍̕é̷̡͖̟̩̒͛̕̕͠ ̴͉̯͉̹̖́á̸̢̤̕ ̸̳̣̾̒̕f̴̲͍̻̈́́̉̉̔̏ä̷̡́́́͒i̷̱͙̗̊̑͠͝͝l̴̢̻͓͇͆u̷̖̻̭̘̒̒̔͊͂̚r̸̰̚è̷̲͓̪͍͇̉̈̚ͅ,̶͈̪͐̈̅͜͜ ̵̢̗̱̎T̴̻͒̀̔͒ý̸͍̗͍̩̌͊̿́̕r̷̹͍̱̙͈̓̎͌͌̆i̸͍̰̳̾̾̇̾a̷̧͗͛̿̓̕͠ń̸͈̰̌.̸̬͔͆̉̓̾̃͝ ̵̪̻̄͝E̵̜͉̭̟̥̥̾͊̂̕͝͝a̶͇̥̥͆̎̾̆͠ş̶̤͕͔̍͂͗̂̇̀į̵͈̥̠̤̜̏̌̉̓̈͝ḷ̷͍̯̘͌̈́̓̊̿̕y̵̺̪̫̖̾ ̵̱̮̮̟̐̿͗̂̚͝A̵̞̥͈͙̓̊̒͜f̵̱̗̹̟͒r̶̳̺͇̩͗͂̓̂ả̶̧͍̰̝́̓i̷̪̾̆͗͑̾͠d̴͓͕͖̅͜͝.̴̰̻̘̫̃̾̐ͅ ̶̳͖͍̳̝͗̒ͅÄ̶͍̙́̏̎ͅn̷̳̗̞͒ ̸̞͍͖̃͋͝͝e̶͈̍͗å̸̗̫͋͂s̵̢̉͊̌͑̾̚y̷̫̦͠ ̸̡̣͉̙̫̺̓̏p̵͖̞͙̃͂͒̅̄͠ř̶͙̩͜e̶̦̭͠ỷ̸̧̡̯̜̦̒͑̆̓͠.̸̧̱̲̳̘̣̿ ̵̰͔̺̺̩̔Ŝ̵̡͍͕̲̹͗h̷̥͉̼͆̎̓̏e̴͎̠͓͔̜̼̒̌́̉̕ ̷̢̡̱̖͐͑͝͝w̸͖̥̱̏͑i̵̧̱͎̞̟̋͜ḽ̸̱̎̊l̷̨̨͎̈́̀̾̇͝ ̶͓͍̠̹̎̕ṉ̷̨̼̖͛̓̑e̸̟̹̣̖͆v̴͉͈̫̬͂̓͋͝ȩ̴͚̝̟͓̭̈̚͠r̷̼͍̝͐̽̊͂͋̔ ̴̞͕͈̘͇̓͑́͆̂͜p̶͉͝r̶̼͐̈́̍͐a̵̙̹̫͖̣̞̅͌i̷̞̿͌͝s̸̡̨̘̥̙͊e̸̱̳͖͌̐̈̆̕ ̶̨̦̙̠͐̏͝ÿ̴̡̳̪̣̍ŏ̵̲̠̞͚̓͒̕ų̴̯̓̾̊.̴̧̗͙͕͈͌͐ ̶͕̣̫͌̒̒Y̶̭̝͔͑̋ȏ̷̻̠͔̯ü̴̥͂̌̌'̴̧̡̯̺͈̈̇͆r̷̼͖̲̎̌̿̏̈́̈ě̴̛̝̗̲͉ ̵̛̻̩̳̟̘̅͆́d̴̖͍͇̊̈́̏į̶̨̘̙̠̝̌͐s̵͉̳̳͈̜̾̕͠ą̶̛̻͚̙͎͖̌̆̏͑͂p̶̯̘̈́̂p̷̨̪̚o̷̪͚̦̺̙͐͜i̷͔̭̤͖͛̚͜n̴̤̗̺̥̳̦̋̉͋̒ť̷̗͓̤͔̤́̄̌m̴͎̀̓ȩ̸͎͎̿͊̈̈͋͝n̸̰͇͊̓̑͌̿͛ẗ̶̹͕͈̣̰́͒ͅ.̴̻̦̹́͂́͋̒͝ͅ ̸̥͖͔͚̬̆̎̎̀͋͝ͅŞ̵̪̼̣̉̂́̉h̶̩̙͕̀̐́̾͝ẻ̵̹̩̮͐̈́̐̿͗ ̸͇͔̳̒̐͌̎ẁ̶̳̺͇͈͛̽i̵̘̍͝l̵͙̦̤͎̗̆͜l̶̫̯͕̗̝̊ͅ ̷̲̝̼̿h̸̤̊̿̿͒͝u̶̠̣͂̃̓r̸̨̿͂͑́t̶̹̓̀̋̽͑̈́ ̸̨̛͒̒y̶̨̺͋̈ỏ̵̬ư̴͖͉͍̔̎͜.̶̰̪̩̌́͛̕͝͠"
Tyrian: What are you talking about?! I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR OUR--
Watts: "J̵͚̹͎̠̀̌̽͝ű̵͉͂ś̴̡̧̯̮̺͓ț̸̫̓ ̶̬͍̜̗͉̥̈́͋̓͐l̶̬̠̣̤̯̏́͑͋͝ì̴̼͍͍͖̟̔͝ķ̸͇̤̀͐ȩ̴̯͍̼̑̀ ̵͈̩̟̖́̅́͐w̷̤̔̓̈́́̂ḩ̴͓͍̥̭̘̓̑͑a̵̜̤̓̐̈́̄͝t̶̲̟͚͍͛̎̚͘͝ ̴̨͙̳̯͆̈́̋̍y̵̜͖͔̩̓̕ơ̸͎͚͈̙̭̎̉̽̕͜͠u̵͓͚̼͖͖̣̔̐͆̽r̷̥͍͇̤͚̦͛̅́̓͝ ̷͉̬͉͇̆͋̃͌͒͛f̵̫͇̻̰̘̪͝a̴͍̳̾͝ͅt̷̠͈̺̓̆̌̌͂̆h̵̫̱͓̘͊̅ḙ̶̲̰̫̲͔̋̓̕ŕ̴̟̑̋̈̊͌ ̷̡̤́͌̐d̸̯̠̲̈́̽̃̅i̶̟̯͒̀͑ḑ̷̨̱̹̥̠̍̆̊̋͠ ̶̘̺͔͆͊̀̕͜ẗ̷̨̩̝͉͔̹o̴̟̺͉͚̲͝ͅ ̸̢̡̭̪̯́ͅỵ̵̫̗̥̰͛̄͆͒̎ͅö̸̙̦̠̟̻́̀u̸̫̩̳͕̹̮̒.̶̲͈̙̟͛̓͐͜͠"
Tyrian then stops hearing Watts voice as he hears nothing through the comm but static.
Tyrian: Watts?! Watts?!
Watts then signs off. Tyrian stops walking to turn in every direction, slowly eyeing everything in his surroundings only to find no one. He then turns around, he sees a man holding a severed arm...
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Fanfiction(Y/N) is a 17 yr old boy who's accidentally mutated with the power of electricity. (Y/N) was in a world full of infected (from Prototype), making him the only survivor, and who is on the hunt to kill the man who made him this way, Alex Mercer. Then...
