AN: When I am dust this is what they will point to, my Quadtych, my master peace! Go ahead…don't be afraid…read it. ~Cryoshock123~
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Delta tumbled to the ground and let out a long pain filled moan. He had done it, he had saved her. He had killed the innocent for her, he had killed almost every single living soul in Rapture that could even be considered a threat to her but he did not just do it for her he did it for himself as well. She was the key to his survival, if she died then he would die and he defiantly did not feel like dieing at the moment. But alas, he was to late to save himself. Sofia Lamb had severed he and his Little Sister's bond and now his body was slowly shutting down. He wouldn't be able to save himself, he wouldn't be able to take the surface world…but she could.
Eleanor, his daughter, she would make her father proud. He had shaped and molded her into his own image, a power hungry, blood lusting monster that wouldn't hesitate to kill a child if it meant that she would survive. Delta noticed with amusement that Eleanor seemed to enjoy having the fate of others in her leather encased hands. Would she the pull the plug on their lives? Or would she allow them to live another day? He could see it in her glowing golden yellow eyes, she was born to be the leader of this world, she was born to be a Goddess. Delta also found that Eleanor had an extremely abnormal lack of both empathy and morals, not that she would need them in the first place, his daughter had developed into a murderous psychopathic genius.
Delta chuckled to himself, she would do fine in this new world, just fine. Delta was no idiot, he knew for a fact that Sinclair's lifeboat contained the Godlike gene splicing technologies of Rapture as well as advanced weapons, security bots, Big Daddy suits and other highly advanced technologies that he hasn't even seen before. Eleanor will bring the entire world to it's knees, it would take time for her influence to spread but the Messiah Of Rapture will rise.
In a flash of purple smoke, the lithe armored form of Delta's only daughter appeared by his side. She kneeled to the ground and gazed into the eternal red glow of his helmet visor mournfully, Delta noticed that tears of pure Adam began to slide down her cheeks.
"Father…please don't go."
"Eleanor, do you remember what I taught you?"
Eleanor sniffled and rubbed her puffy eyes.
"You taught me that innocence is chrysalis, a phase designed to end, only when we are free from it do we truly know ourselves. You taught me that my survival and my joy are all that matter…nothing else exists." But if her joy is all that matters then it would bring her great joy if her father would come with her to the surface and help her conquer it, it would bring her great joy indeed. Delta nodded his helmet encased head.
"That's my girl."
Delta caressed Eleanor's cheek gently, he was never this gentle with the other Little Sisters and why would he be? None of them were his, no one could replace his Eleanor. She was the only thing in this world that he actually loved…could you imagine that? The cold blooded beast known as Subject Delta, the monster in pitch black rusted armor whose blood red gaze could even send chills down a Big Sister's spine, could love. The thought of him being able to love anything was laughable…yet he had someone to give his love to and that someone gave him her love in return.
Eleanor smiled weakly and she placed her lithe hand over Delta's huge gloved one. Delta thought he saw a glint in her glowing yellow eyes, she was up to something… Eleanor's face split into a cruel sadistic grin and she pushed Delta's hand aside. Delta's eyes widened behind his helmet.
"Eleanor, what are you-"
"My happiness is all that matters, isn't that right father? It will bring me great happiness if you would stay with me…forever."
The way she uttered the word 'forever' sent a chill down Delta's spine. For the first time in twenty years the Prototype Big Daddy felt a familiar yet strangely alien emotion creep it's way through his veins.
Fear.
Eleanor stabbed the small hypodermic needle that was attached to her right arm into Delta's chest. She then began to inject a large amount of her Adam into his system…well it was large to Delta anyway, to her it was probably like giving up a drop of water. Delta's strength slowly but surely started to return to him. He grabbed on to one of the bathysphere's rails and hoisted himself onto his feet. His breathing was heavy and ragged and the pain that he has felt in his chest for the last couple of hours was beginning to vanish. Delta looked to his only child who still had that cruel sadistic smile on her face.
"Heh, heh, heh…"
"Eleanor, you are so…cruel."
"I learned from the best. Anyway, father this is not a permanent fix to our broken bond issue. In about twenty-four hours you will start having attacks again. We need to find a permanent solution."
"But the only person alive that has enough knowledge to do such a thing is Dr. Tenenbaum and…lets just say that she doesn't like me all that much."
"Yes but there is another, a certain spliced out of his mind scientist living in a giant fish tank." Eleanor and Delta's eyes met.
"Dr. Gil Alexander."
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AN: Okay, maybe not a master piece but I think it's a pretty darn good start! What do you guys think? I was tired of always continuing off of the good or neutral ending and decided to continue off of the VERY bad ending…with a little twist. I've never written a fic that has Delta actively being evil in it so I wanted to try it out. Oh and Delta's armor change and everything is from all of the Adam he has ingested, I kind of ripped that off of Star Wars: The more evil acts you commit, the more that your evil begins to physically manifest itself through your appearance. Eleanor also has been affected by it as you can clearly see, her skin and eye color are exactly like a Little Sisters. Well, I'll continue this story if someone actually likes it.
