A/n: Warning, this prologue has sensitive themes, so... Go grab your comfort pillow and maybe some ice cream!

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Mercy was sitting against the back wall in a small, dark shed with dirty, old bandages wrapped around her chest and a sad, weak look in her eyes as she glanced at the several motionless figures laying on the ground in the corners of the shed that were covered in darkness in order to prevent us from seeing what those figures were, expect for Mercy, who's eyes have become used to the darkness... just like how she was used to the smell that lingered in the air. She then began singing softly to herself as she try to ease the emotional pain she felt in her heart.

Mercy: ( sings softly: ) He looks at us, he looks at us, and he feels nothing. He hears us scream, he hears us scream, and he feels nothing. He watch us bleed, he watch us bleed, and he feels nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing, because to him we deserve it.

Mercy gently placed her hand on her chest as she felt her heart beat along with a beat of something else beside her heart while she sings.

Mercy: ( sings softly: ) He held them down, he held them down, and he felt nothing. He stopped their mouths, he stopped their mouths, and he felt nothing. I see them die, he made them die, and he felt nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing, because to him we deserve it.

As she sang, she closed her eyes while she continues to feel her heart beat along with the beats of something else beside her heart.

Mercy: ( sings softly: ) I don't know why, I don't know why, I don't know why I haven't died. There is a voice, there is a voice, telling me that I need to live for them. I'm just the same, I'm just the same as all the others. Others, I cannot leave them, because of them, my will to live is stronger than when I came. If only I could get myself free, if only I can move... I'd try to run, but where would I go? I'd tell someone, but who do I know? He is much cleverer than that, he'll find me in five seconds flat. I'd use the key, but how would I get it?

As she sang, she began feeling weak and lightheaded.

Mercy: ( sings weakly: ) Someday he'll see. There's something keeping me alive, something he cannot bottle up. I should be dead by now with everything he had done to me. He's given me the most painful tests, of them all I had the most. I should be underneath the ground, but I'm alive...

Mercy then stopped singing before she flopped over and slowly fading away into unconsciousness, laying on the dark stained ground, the last thing she saw...was the shed door opening and a person wearing what looked like a plague doctor mask and a white cowl running towards her as she heard a voice yelling " We found something! "

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That's it for the prologue, I hope you like it...

Clap your hands if you have a feeling you know what was in the shed with Mercy.

Till next time my agents of mischief 😜