Prototype : A New Start

A Good Conclusion?

Planes are boring when you are not the one piloting it, especially when it doesn't shoots explosive dakka-dakkas.

Mercer kind of wished that he had the time to try out one of those F/A-18 Hornet on board the USS Ronald Reagan. Compared to flying a helicopter, it would had been a much better experience. He's sure of it.

But alas, this is his fate, rotting in boredom. He tried to entertain himself by reading quietly the outdated magazine he snatched from his seat. Unfortunately, the blonde who had sat beside him was beyond insufferable.

"So I told him that if he doesn't try anything, I wouldn't kill him." Apollo whispered, the voice was low enough that it would be impossible for anyone else aboard the plane would have heard him beside the evolved. "The moment I let him go, he just started screaming bloody murder, warning everyone on the base!"

"Idiot." He whispered back.

"I know, right?"

"I'm referring to you."

The teen faked a gasp, placing his hand on his chest as if he was hurt. Before he could continue, Alex passed over a stack of magazines into Damian's lap. Giving the blonde a reason to keep himself busy.

He hoped this wouldn't be a long flight, considering the distance between Manhattan and Detroit isn't really that far. If they had decided to go on foot, they problably would have reached the city by now. But its not like people won't notice two figures running in the highway at 180 miles per hour.

It would also create one hell of a traffic disaster. Then again, he hadn't brought up the fact that New york is separated from the mainland after the bridges were taken down, meaning that they have to somehow get across the water.

Blacklight and Water does not mix well... For some reason.

Several days has passed after 'the plan' was enacted. His mood has definitely improved after the chains of events.

Mercer, with the aid of Blackwater who is acting on the behest of the remaining evolved who had decided to distance themselves from him, gathered a condemning amount of incriminating evidence againts both Blackwatch and Gentek which they published online through multiple anonymous source in one massive zip files. Everything that Blackwatch had done were exposed to the entire world. Videos and audios recording, images, files, black boxes, and the damning list names of those responsible.

All unclassified, at the modesty of no other than Randall... Mercer.

It also contained everything about their conducted experiments and operation. Alex Mercer's morbid fate, Bloodtox, Whitelight, Operation FIREBREAK, Operation FIREHAWK. You name it.

Did they stopped there? Of course not. Hope, Idaho. CARNIVAL I and CARNIVAL II project. Elizabeth Greene. PARIAH. Redlight.

When the links start disappearing and the sites start going down, they know that Blackwatch is into them.

It only emboldened the pair to go on.

No matter how hard Blackwatch tried to take them down, they couldn't keep up with two walking hell on earth that could operate multiple devices at the same time to upload them again in a different site every five minutes.

In a few hours, they were confident that most of the world was talking about it. Every nation across the globe now knows of America's dirty deeds which they had tried to hide for so long.

After an emergency meeting and the absence of Blackwatch and Gentek representative, they were both stomped by the goverment and the people it represented.