(Cliché Warning!!!!!)
This is the begining of my first story, called a broken paradise, about rapture in the eyes of everyone, from splicers to big daddies, sophia lamb to sinclair, maybe even original characters. And i WILL finish it, because its sad when your story isnt complete, such as recreational/cryoshock123. I plan on not doing anything sexual, as it seems like a poor way to avoid making a decent chapter, and i will not be doing this every four months, i plan to do this in reasonable time gaps, such as every week or two. I plan to be original, and maybe even be popular among people who might be die hard fans of bioshock. I have not played infinite or finish the first, because i cant get my hands on a copy of either. I will not have author notes taking up half of the chapter either, and only will give author notes when needed, and most of the small details like which hand a big sister uses plasmids with is like cryoshock123's. also i will try not to linger on any particular character, but the main ones i will focus on are as follows:
-"mr.bubbles" (big daddies, including delta)
- big sisters (including eleanor)
-sinclair
-few O.C's
And lastly splicers
There will be no specific view, but i will try to avoid doing second person, and also im canadian so some spelling is different here, such as color being colour.
Chapter one: a broken paradise
In the Atlantic ocean, a city was found by johnny topside,named rapture. Rapture was supposed to be a beautiful place for all of the rich snobs to live, in the depths where no one can be found or harmed. That was, until they discovered a fish with genetic goo, allowing you to rewrite your DNA, called ADAM. Then what men and women only dreamed of became reality. Being able to modify your dna was seen as a miracle. People began to "splice" there dna and be able to hurl fireballs, lift objects with their mind, and even teleport! It was seen as a godly way to live. That was again, until some, if not all got addicted to the point of losing sanity, only knowing to kill and harvest adam. The little sisters were made to harvest it from dead bodys, and the big daddies were made to protect them. The big daddies are not named for just their appearance, but because they protected the little ones with their lives, wearing heavy diving suits made of heavy metal plating and leather, these beasts had been genetically modified to be as strong as a rhino. And that they were. But, even then the little sisters werent always safe, and the big sisters were the last line of defense for them.
The metal encased cyclops pulled the long metal needle attached to its right arm out of the back of a barely recognisable charred, screaming flailing body levitating 5 feet off the ground. The body said "PLEASE NO DONT KI-"it landed with a sickening squelch as its last breath escaped, and its head exploded from the weight of the metal and leather body's foot. The metal and leather creature had a cage on the back of it, and inscribed on its left shoulder was "athena",the goddess of war. Athenas helmet that was previously a Fiery red, was now humming in the silent room and changed green. She looked over to the little sister crying at the knees of a dead protecter, and couldnt help but feel sorrow for the rosie model. He was just doing his job, before a group of thuggish splicers with a wrench, lead pipe, and golf club, along with a tommy gun wielding leadhead splicer ambushed him. Thankfully for him, he didnt last long, giving him a peaceful death.
Big sister! The little one shrieked in joy,completely forgetting her dead protecter.
Athena then placed the little one in the cage on her back, and teleported to a vent.