(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...
Dante: Not really, but I do want you to explain to me of what has happened here as such.
(Y/N): You're fucking with me, right? What the hell have you been doing these past few years, living under a rock or something?
Dante: You could say that.
(Y/N): Jesus fucking Christ...
Dante: Hey, cool it with the F-bombs, kid. Come on, how old are you?
(Y/N): Above the age of six. You are what, about the age where you don't wanna swear because mommy says so?
Dante: Above the age of an annoying teenager, who thinks he's all grown up. (sarcastic) Sure, because talking shit makes you sound cool. Come on, kid, get on my level.
Dante extends a hand as (Y/N) smacks it away, getting himself up before walking away.
(Y/N): Whatever. Just leave me alone.
As (Y/N) is walking away, Dante can only watch him so.
At the abandoned park, (Y/N) is walking towards the kid-drawn family drawing, carved at the lower part of the tree. He caresses it then stares at it for a short while before sitting back, leaning against it as he stares at the sunset with tears rolling his cheeks.
He remains like this until the sun has finally been set.
An infected is walking towards him as (Y/N) remains in his exact position while the infected is walking closer to him. As the infected finally gets closer, the infected then receives a bullet through the head as the infected falls back. (Y/N) sighs upon hearing the gunshot.
???: Hey!
At the top of an another tree, lies a woman, with a giant sword, sitting on it...
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(Y/N) sighs as Trish jumps off of the tree, landing in front of (Y/N), who is now staring at the ground.
(Y/N): *sighs* What do you want?
Trish: Have you seen a guy, wears all red, white hair?
(Y/N) sighs as he points at the direction he was at, in front of him.
