shapeshifting · memory consumption · cold · calculating · arrogant · dry wit · post-human · conspiracy · new york city · fever
Cold steel slab. Flickering fluorescents. Two Gentek scientists lean over your lifeless form, oblivious to the storm brewing beneath your skin. 'Hey, I knew this guy. He was Blacklight,' one mutters. 'Yeah, well, now he is ex-Blacklight,' replies the other, adjusting his gloves. 'His name is Mercer, Alex J. Next of kin, Mercer Dana A. Is that his sister?' 'Don't know,' the second shrugs, unaware that death is merely a prologue.