Uncharted Waters
Chapter 1: Welcome to Rapture
By Dr. John Smith
A plane flew over the Atlantic Ocean. Nathan Drake, famed explorer and treasure hunter, was on his way to England to meet Sully for a new job. He sat there in coach, tired and jet lagged, he pulled out the note that Sully sent him.
"Nate, I got a job for us. Come to Manchester, England. I'll fill you in on everything from there. Sully."
Nathan chuckled at the note, "Oh Sully, always thinking with your wallet." Nathan began to fall asleep. That was, until the plane began to shake. Violently. Nathan fell out of his seat. "What the hell!?" Nate screamed as he staggered to stand. He ran as much as he could to the cockpit. "Hey assholes, what's wrong with yo-" Nate stopped when he saw the pilot's face impaled with a rusted metal rod. "Christ!" Nate yelled. He pushed the body out of the seat and took control, "Well. Time to see if I can fly a plane." He said to himself. The plane was not steady as it began to crash into the Atlantic. "Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap!" The plane crashed, and Nate was in the water. He was to the surface. The plane was in ruins, and everything was on fire. Nate swam around, looking for something, that was until he saw a lighthouse. "Thank god! Safety!"
Nate walked up onto the island. Shaking the water off, he looked to the plane wreckage, he sighed a bit. "Ah crap. There goes meeting Sully. There goes Manchester. Where the hell am I?" He looked around, looking up to the big building, he decided to head inside. "Well, better than looking at my perfect landing." He joked, and headed to the lighthouse.
Once inside, it was pitch black. "How can anyone see? Where's a light switch?" As Nate moved inside, the lights turned on, spotlights pointing to a giant, bronze statue of a man with a banner. Nate looked at it, "No Gods or Kings. Only Man... The hell does that mean?" He walked behind the statue, noticing a staircase leading down. "This can only lead to good things I assume." Nate joked as he headed down, eventually to a bathysphere, "The hell? Am I going scuba diving? I didn't even bring my bathing suit." He joked more. Heading inside and sitting. He pulled a lever and the bathysphere closed, descending into the depths below. Nate saw the underwater city of Rapture. The beautiful atmosphere, combined with the underwater feeling. Nate was in awe, "I found freaking Atlantis." The Bathysphere docked, and lowered into its station, but the door didn't open. "What the hell? Open!" Nate yelled, banging on the door. As he banged, someone appeared from behind a corner. "Oh thank god, hey buddy! Mind giving me some help here!?" Nate yelled. The man, Nate seeing he had bright red hooks in his hands drew closer. He jumped up and started messing with the bathysphere. Nate pulled out his pistol and began shooting, eventually hearing the should of a man screaming. He hit him. Nate pried the doors open and exited. "Well... This could be fun..." Nate said, walking off into Rapture.
Bioshock is amazing. Uncharted is fantastic. Put them together? You get epicness.