Okay so this is my Bioshock character Evelyn Ryan. She has a complicated life...and trust me it is not going to get simple anytime soon...like perhaps never. Anyways I just wanted ot say a little about why I chose to do something like this. First off I thought it would be wicked to have some sort of heir to Rapture ((besides Jack)) and secondly Tenenbaum rocks and so does Evelyn so they made a perfect cute team in the beginning ((I said let there be light and what do you know…eh hem)). Also I had wondered what Tenenbaums kid would be like if ever she had one. Well technically she still has no kid of her own per say, just a jar baby ((a.k.a. Evelyn was born via sergeant)). Now how this all got started was I made up my own little sister character after first playing the game. Her name was...get this...Evelyn. However then I wanted to make a girlfriend for Jack so I dropped Little Sister Evelyn. She was originally a character on an RP site for Bioshock and was very clingy to Tenenbaum. Well now she is no longer a Little Sister, just a cute little girl...for now. Also I wanted to know as I said before what a little Tenenbaum would be like. I must say I like how Evee has turned out...and after playing with the plot and her history I can't wait to show you all what kind of a gem she is going to be. Anyway, nothing is going to change much for her quite yet...other then the next chapter she is going to speak a lot of German so break out a translator. I just took a German test today and feel I need to utilize what I am learning :)
Bioshock: Evelyn Ryan, Rapture's Angel
Where Angels Began
Dr. Tenenbaum sat at her desk disgusted with herself, her work on these Little Sisters has been bad enough, but now Ryan asked for something that made her sick and yet she had agreed on it. Since the loss of Ryan's illegitimate heir he had come to consider something, he was not going to live forever and he didn't want Frank digging his claws into Rapture when he was gone. Instead he had asked Tenenbaum to give up apart of herself in trade for the life she had bartered on. Ryan made sure she knew she would be apart of his 'perfect' weapon. No this artificial heir would not be of his blood, it would be of his mind. He would make sure this person would be like him but not related.
He knew Fontaine would just kill or corrupt any child he tried to bring into this world, instead the child would have memories and idea's while still keeping a separate personality. He would play father to it, raise it as his own but he wanted a smart successor. He wanted a successor that would be beautiful and loved by the people of Rapture, someone who would defend it and take care of it. He had put together what he considered his perfect match Tenenbaum found herself the unlucky second member of the match, but if she wanted to live she was going to have to do what Ryan had asked. It was not as if she would have to mother it or anything, Ryan was planning on raising the kid as his own; adopt it so you could say.
It came to no surprise that he had asked for some extra…abilities that the child would have. Most of them simple things you could do with plasmids, but some of them more complicated. She had no idea how long it would take for Ryan's perfect successor to be complete, all she knew was it would be a real pain, even with the use of ADAM. Rapture was still young and so was Andrew, he could wait, time he learned patients anyways. For what he was getting himself into he would need it.
Five years later
Among the dirty faces and tattered dressed little girls in the lab there was one that did not seem to quite fit in. As all the other little girls just stood around waiting for their time to crawl through dirty vents this little girl seemed to walk around shadowing the scientists. Her long curly brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail, a black dress made her appear paler then she naturally was, big ocean blue eyes looking up at the rather annoyed Dr. Tenenbaum. She looked down at her shinny new black dress shoes and her bright white socks. Her frame was light and it appeared very fragile. Even for a young age she was stunning, a cute little girl with delicate features and smooth lines.
The German doctor looked up at the little girl knowing very well that she would not be able to get rid of her. When Ryan was busy she was left to watch the kid. She didn't hate her, she just disapproved how Ryan bought her love, which had made her somewhat disrespectful to people who showed the slightest sign of weakness. The little five year old had plenty of social flaws, she was stuck up, spoiled, snobby, disrespectful, disobedient, only cared about what Ryan said as she had been programmed to do, but worst of all she was cute and still just a child. Evelyn Ryan, the name written out on her papers. No blood relation to him, but his daughter all the same. Only problem being with little miss Ryan was she was clever, too clever and very clingy, especially clingy to Tenenbaum because she knew whose chromosomes she shared and she aspired to be a scientist just like her.
"Eve, why don't you go…do something." Bridgette said letting her eyes fall back down to a clipboard. "Go play with something."
Evelyn tilted her head sideways letting her curls cascade over one of her shoulders, "Like what Mutti? I usually play next to fathers desk but he is far to busy, why do you think I am here?" Well despite the fact Ryan also believed that it was good for Evelyn to spend some time with Bridgette despite the fact Bridgette had not even met Evelyn until she was three when Ryan decided he could not keep her locked up in the apartment all the time. Folding her hands and let them fall in front of her as she asked, "Can I go play with the other little girls?"
Dr. Tenenbaum looked up at her and shook her head lightly, "No, most certainly not. Your not allowed to make friends with the other girls, they are dirty and besides your father just got you that dress yesterday. You don't need to go messing it up, why don't you read a book."
Evelyn moved closer to her and tugged on her dress lightly. Looking up at her with big blue eyes and pointing her toes inward she put a finger to her chin and asked quietly, "Can you read me a story mum?"
"No, you can read, you know how. It's not as if you are some stupid little child. Just…when I am not busy I will do something with you."
Turning away from Tenenbaum she started walking down the hall mumbling, "Father always reads me bedtime stories and books. Why are you always so crabby?" Walking further away from her she continued a little louder so she could barely hear, "I'm going to go outside and explore. I shall not be gone long, don't worry I can take care of myself. I shall manage on my own, do not fear, who would ever want to hurt Andrew Ryan's daughter let alone the daughter of the woman who probably does not deserve such a cute little girl like me." No one had ever told Evelyn that a guilt trip never works if the person can not hear you.
Shrugging her shoulders and crossing her arms across her chest she pouted, "Fine then I'll just go out, bye." Marching away she let everyone know she was angry and to stay out of her way. Most people would think a little child could not make someone pay for a mistake but Evelyn had that sort of drive. Why not, she shared Ryan's determination and stubbornness as well as his views on people in general. She pondered over what sort of game she could play on people. There were so many options it was hard to choose. Humming a tune to herself she ran her thoughts through her head, people said she was more a monster then the little girls sometimes. They were all innocent and she was considered a dictator in the making, whatever that was.
As far as she was concerned she tried to be as well behaved as possible, until boredom set in and she became destructive. You could not blame her; everything bad that she did was because she was seeking attention. It was natural for children; even the other little girls did it. Sneaking about she made her way out a large door and onto the streets of Rapture, a bustling underwater utopia…well city. Evee loved it here; honestly it had been the only place she had ever known. Never once in her life had she seen a blue sky, but that only meant she would never have a sky to miss.
Walking along the street she looked back for a moment to make sure someone was not going to chase her down and drag her back inside. Even if she was not 'important' like the little sisters supposedly were she was still not normal, not in the least bit. She was…special you could say, she was…advanced. The plasmids she had were very low tech in comparison to some of her exciting attributes given to her by modern science. Like the reason she was named Evelyn, a lengthy version of well…basically EVE. ADAM and EVE basically made up a good amount of her genetics.
ADAM made her what she is, of course ADAM ran Rapture, and EVE, well she could produce her own EVE. Something interesting Suchong had gotten he brain to do. It was like any other natural chemical or hormone that the human body produced, however it was made in small quantities which meant her use of power had to coincide with age weight, and sadly strength seemed to factor as well. Meaning where most people could incinerate things she could only spark a tiny flame, but in time she would hopefully get stronger. That was the idea anyways, that is what Andrew had put in the blueprints.
Marching along down the streets she ignored the world around her acting as if everyone was not good enough to look at her or even talk to her. True she was defenseless but that didn't matter to her, she was most certain someone would come to her aid if she cried out for help. Her shoes clapped lightly against the ground beneath her as she moved along minding her own business. She paid little attention to signs and landmarks around her not taking note of her surroundings or where she had gone. Instead she just walked along with a blank stare almost forgetting there was a world around her, lost in her own little mind.
By the time she had noticed she was lost it was far to late and there was nothing for her to do other then try and decipher her whereabouts. Looking up at a sign she squinted her eyes trying to read it. Yes she could read and she could see the sign clearly, but she could not fully comprehend every word in the English dictionary. She read out loud to herself, "Fighting Mc…McDon…McDonagh's Tavrin…Taverin…Tavern." She had horribly mispronounced the name and had no clue what a tavern was, all she knew was this was not a place she belonged. A whole bunch of burly and stocky men walked around with crates and loads of fish on ice.
Sitting down on a nearby crate her ocean blue eyes scanned the area one more time looking for even a clue to where she may be. To no avail, she recognized nothing and she was horribly lost. Folding her hands up she rested them in her lap and looked back at the sign feeling a deep warmth in her chest. Bowing her head lightly a tear rolled down her check as fear took over and her quiet whimper turned into a desperate sob. Lightly she ran a hand across her face to wipe away the tears and whimpered to herself in disappointment, "Why didn't I pay attention, I know better then to wander off. I wa…I want my mo…my mommy…and my…my daddy. I want to go…ho…home."
Her face became moist from her tears; her eyes grew red from her crying as she looked up again gazing at all the tall strong men. Not a single lady about whom she could run to for help. Evee was not one to ask a man for help, especially these men. Dr. Tenenbaum and her father had warned her never to talk to strangers, especially men. Her chest shook as she whimpered and let another stream of tears run down her face. It all seemed to have happened so quickly, but then again everything horrible in life did. Shots were like flashes of a memory, getting sick came and went, getting hurt the pain would fade shortly.
She wanted to say this was no different but that was obviously not true. Never in her short life had she gotten lost before, she knew some parts of Rapture like the back of her hand, mainly the gardens where her father took her all the time. Her bottom lip trembled as she watched people pass her by, ignoring her just as she had ignored them. Everyone went about their own business here in Rapture. At this moment Evelyn nearly prayed for a little sister to come prancing out from around a corner just so she could follow her back home. Searching through her mind of useless memories and information she tried to think of a way back.
At first she considered just climbing into one of the tunnels the little sisters moved through but once inside she would have no idea which way to go or even what to do. It could not be as simple as she wanted to think it was. Worst off it could lead her into bigger trouble, how would she know. Rather then risk the tunnels she just remained as she was crying and shaking, knowing she was far away from her father and from her friends and Bridgette. She felt sorry now for sassing back at her before, if taking it back would bring her home she would have taken it all back. Oh who was she kidding, she probably didn't even notice Evee was gone, she probably didn't care.
The thought of no one coming to find her made the situation feel all the more frightful. Her father might send someone to look for her but then again he might just make a new successor. As hard as she tried to put it into her mind that her father loved her and would come for her because he would be sad without her it seemed virtually impossible. Yes he loved her, he hugged her, he cared about her, but what if this was the last straw for him. What if running away like this had made him realize he didn't want to put up with her anymore? Curling up on the crate she buried her face within her arms and started crying even louder.
It seemed like she was out of luck a kind and warm voice with an Irish accent spoke to her. It was a mans voice, young and almost playful and yet sympathetic at the same time. "Hey kid are you alright then? You seem to be putting up quite the fuss, what's the matter little one? What are you doing all the way down here in Neptune's Bounty? This is no place for a little girl you know, especially not one who's crying."
Evee opened her eyes slowly looking upon the face of a rather young man, someone in his late teens with emerald green eyes and wild locks of short curly brown hair. He was an Irish immigrant most certainly, his accent gave it away, however he seemed like he had been in Rapture for a long time due to the slowly fading accent. She ran her sleeve across her eyes a few times to dry her tears and whimpered as she looked at him with unfocused eyes. "I…I…got lost and can't find my way home. I don't know where I am, I was running away…sort of, but I don't know…where…where this is."
The Irishman put a hand on her back listening to her hysterical whimpers and tried to calm her down. He spoke slowly and with a smooth tone to ease her a little so she would start thinking straight. He knew hysteria clouded your mind like strong ale. "Okay, okay now hush…shhh, its alright darling. Where is it you are needing to be, where is your mommy and daddy dear? If you tell me I can take you there."
Evee looked up at him and whimpered sitting up and crossing her legs around the ankle as she thought, "My…my…mommy lives in Olympus Heights…but…but she is not home, she is at work, and my daddy lives in his office for the most parts. My house is…I…I…can't remember. I can't remember where mommy works, I don't remember which way I came from…I…I want to go home." She broke down crying again covering her face with her hands.
Carefuly the Irishman patted her back trying to calm her again and spoke softly, "Okay hun, well if your mom is not home I'll be needing to know where she works, or where your daddy is. Now my name is David…why don't you tell me what your name is." He asked her little simple questions to get her mind off the situation and also to jumpstart her memory.
Evee looked back at him and whimpered, "Evelyn."
David patted her on the back lightly and smiled, "See now Evelyn, okay I am here with you, now how old are you Evelyn? Do you have any pets?" He tried to keep her engaged in a small conversation until she was calmed down enough that she could remember where she was suppose to be.
"I'm five…I never had any pets…I was born…here in Rapture. I…I…once had a teddy bear, but I lost him a while back."
David was surprised someone let their little five year old girl run around alone in the city. A number of bad things could happen to a kid in Rapture, the number one thing to worry about where people looking out for little girls to be hosts and collect ADAM. "Alright Evee what was your teddy bears name?"
Evelyn stopped sobbing and answered more clearly, "His name was patches…because he had a hear patch on his chest that daddy and I put on so he could feel love."
Now that she had settled down David took his chance to ask he the more serious question, "Patches, that's a good name for a bear. Okay now Evee, do you remember where your mommy or daddy works, a building, a street, anything?"
Eve grew quiet as she thought to herself. Her eyes moved up to the ceiling as she gazed off into space lost in her own mind again. "Apollo Square…wait…no because that's not where she is right now. I think she is at…Point Prometheus…yes that is where my mommy is right now. I don't know where my daddy's office is."
David nodded her head when she finally remembered where she was supposed to be. Despite being happy that he could help her home he got a bad feeling in his gut, like it would be better for him to just take her away and take care of her on his own. That would be a foolish thing since she belonged to someone, someone who loved her obviously due to the state of her clothes. Still something deep down told him to grab the girl and run. Offering her his hand he smiled at her and replied, "Okay Evee, well lets take you back to your mum then shall we. I am sure she is worried sick about you, a pretty little girl all alone in the streets of Rapture. She must be just as scared as you are."
Evelyn took his hand; her tiny frail hand was so small in his large strong hand. He was almost afraid to hold onto it for fear he might crush her thin little bones. She seemed more fragile then a normal child, she seemed a lot different then a normal child but he could not quite place it. For sure she was no Little Sister; those girls were hardly human anymore, besides they were all locked away. Evee jumped off the crate and followed him closely gripping onto his white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His dirty and ripped brown pants and messy hair made her feel alright about the dirt she had gotten on her dress.
Feeling safer now that she had her guardian angel watching over her she skipped along to keep up with his large strides. He was a tall guy with thick strong arms just like everyone else around this area. Glancing at signs she caught Fontaine's Fishery. Her eyes lowered to the ground again as she growled, "I don't like him, he…well he talks to my mommy sometimes and I just want to bite him really hard."
David looked around confused about who it was she was even talking about and asked a little curious, "Who?"
Evee didn't point, she just let her eyes shot back at the sign as she whispered, "Fontaine, I don't like him. He is very scary, but I am not really all that afraid of him. I have my daddy, he will keep me safe, but I don't want him around mommy. I want daddy to marry mommy but he is too busy. I don't believe that, he had a girlfriend but she is dead now."
David became more intrigued by her interesting life and family. It was enough to make him raise an eyebrow thinking over how innocent children were, never telling lies or keeping secrets. You could ask a simple question and get their life stories and hear all their family secrets and troubles. "Well just who are your parents?"
Evee twirled a curl around her fingers prancing forward a little and looking off in the distance. She sang a short little song making up her own tune as she skipped, "Home, home, were going home, to my home…nope mommies work, going to work to play today, hey, hey. Going to probably sit around and watch everyone work…and then maybe do some tests cuz I don't like people, oh I don't like the people at mommies work and I hate the guy with the funny name. Work, work, I'm going to work, with Mr. David to dance and sing…except I can't dance and sing because I would get yelled at…la la la de da."
David laughed at her little song and yet cringed when he listened to her words. Was she avoiding something? Was she trying to change topics or was she discreetly telling him something? There was something off about this little girl, something that struck him the wrong way. Like she was going to turn around and start him on fire or something. The sad thing was these days stuff like that could actually happen what with the new plasmids they were always coming out with. "So where does she work anyways?"
Evee looked forward swinging her free arm lightly and skipping beside him. She didn't glance up or even acknowledge him as she replied, "Oh she works in a building with other people. You know they do stuff."
She was not giving him a clear picture at all, "What sort of tests do you do?"
This time her eyes locked onto his, those azure pools filled with emotion and memories. Some memories were not even her own, they were Ryan's memories. Shrugging her shoulders a little she tilted her head to one side and kept her voice down as if trying to avoid it, "Well…tests to see what I can do…they should know what I can do, sillies they made me. Maybe it is because they are afraid I can't do some of the things I am supposed to do. I don't know I'm not a doctor…yet." The way she said yet she had made it sound like that was her life goal, her only goal. As if that was what she had been born to do and would die in order to do it.
The more and more he talked to her the more the chill under his skin began to grow. It was like talking to a…well he had nothing that could quite match up to her, appearance he would say an angel, behavioral and intellectual he would say…well it was a draw between a scientist and a philosopher who was losing their mind. They finally made their way into Point Prometheus, a cold atmosphere indeed. Evee looked at the Museum and jumped for joy, "I know that place, follow me mommies work is over here David. Hurry up." She practically drug him along like a little puppy. No truly she did, she had gone from a small fragile thing to a strong little monster with a lot of speed under her feet.
She just took off like a bullet that happened to have the strength of a grown man. It was at that moment David realized little Miss Evelyn was not a normal child, he was clueless to what she was, however two and two came together as four and he had recognized the danger he might be in. Coming to a stop in front of a building she pointed up at it and spoke, "Mommy was not at the orphanage today because she had to work with the Little Wonders…whatever that is suppose to be. I thought I was the only little wonder in the entire world but oh well."
David felt his stomach drop and became even more frightful as she opened the door and pulled him inside. His hand grabbed for the doorframe but it seemed her reflexes were faster then his. One part of him wanted to run away, but a greater part of him wanted to slap the woman who let this poor child run out and about all on her own. He could only assume who her 'mother' was and he didn't like the idea of that woman watching over a little girl, she didn't deserve Evelyn that was for sure.
Letting go of David's hand she spotted Tenenbaum walking down a hall rather quickly and looked inside a few rooms as if she were looking for someone. He figured it was the little angel he had stumbled across and a happy reunion looked as if it were to play out before him or so he hoped. Evee seemed to bounce up right in front of Dr. Tenenbaum almost startling the young woman. Putting her arms out she threw them around the doctors waist and buried her face into her side as she cried, "I am sorry I took off, I am so sorry, I got lost and I could not find my way home and then I got scared and started to cry. I will never run off again, I can sit down and wait where ever you want me to."
Bridgette got down on her knees putting her arms around the little girl. Perhaps she acted as if she didn't care much for her, just as she pretended she didn't like the little girls, but in all reality she gave a damn and let her affection for Evee be true but short. Evee picked her feet off the ground partly sitting and partly curling up into Tenenbaum's lap as she looked up at David and cooed, "Thank you Mr. David."
Picking Evelyn up off the ground Bridgette held her close and looked over at David raising an eyebrow and glaring him down. David first mistook the look for an angry mother defending her defenseless kid, but then he realized it was more of a, 'what the hell are you doing here, get out of here before I ill you' sort of look. His assumption seemed to be correct as she spoke to him with a grateful and yet stern tone, "Thank you…David is it for bringing Evelyn back here. That was very kind and responsible of you, now would you be so kind as to leave immediately and forget about our wandering little trouble maker."
He got the idea; he was not wanted or needed here. He had done his good deed and was free to go. Evee waved at him both happy to be where she belonged but sad to see David leaving. As she waved to him she called out with hope, "Bye David…I hope we meet again. You're my friend, you should come to my house and play sometime. I have a whole lot of fun games."
He could not help but smile and shake his head as he replied, "Oh, okay. I shall remember that. Hope to see you again one day Miss Evelyn." The thing that really ripped at his heart strings was the fact that he would never see her again after today which was a shame. Despite her age she was quite enjoyable to be around, maybe it was her upbeat attitude towards life, or perhaps the fact that she reminded him of his little sister who had died when she was about Evee's age. Either way it was a sad parting, he looked back at her one more time before stepping out the door hoping he had done the right thing.
Once David was gone Tenenbaum looked back at Evee setting her down and giving her a cross look, "Eve, you should know better then to run off like this. Next time you start to lose your liberties until you are pulled out of your nice penthouse and forced to live in a cage here under constant observation. We can not afford to lose you; quite literally, the price to replace you would be too high. We can't just throw money around when we need it for other things. I don't have the time to just throw something like you together, do you have any idea how long it took just to make you what you are?"
Eve gave Bridgette a hug nuzzling her lightly and closing her eyes. "I wuv you mommy." She intentionally made herself sound adorable to avoid the speech that was already starting to tire her. Bridgette could not stay angry at her for long when she acted like this and Evee knew that. It was impossible to yell at someone who acted as if they didn't know any better and the real kicker was she knew damn right what she had done yet she still had that childish outlook on the world and the whole mindset of 'no one tells me no' that her father had so kindly raised her into. Worst of all every time she looked at Evelyn she saw herself. Even if Ryan was the one doing most of the raising and upbringing Bridgette was her true parent.
Her blood ran through Evelyn's veins, her traits were hers, and he smarts all came from only one person. Eve was in all reality her daughter even if she had not actually been apart of her life until after the sergeant had died and Ryan saw fit to letting her spend time away from him. Evelyn Ryan was truly Evelyn Tenenbaum and Bridgette was not sure she deserved it; she knew Ryan certainly didn't deserve her. Maybe that David gentleman did. Maybe if she just gave her to him she would grow up and live a simple and easy life, then again she knew Ryan would have her head for something like that.
Evee opened her mouth and yawned, her eyes heavy as she muttered half asleep, "I'm sleep, I had enough adventures for today. I want to sleep now okay, night, night." Letting Tenenbaum go she turned around and started walking off to find a place to rest. Fearful of losing her again she followed close behind as Suchong stepped out of a room and looked down at Evee with fiery eyes.
"How dare you come back, you were not even allowed to leave. What you thinking stupid child, you can run around and no one hurt you. No you lucky no one kill you, if they find out they strangle you and Suchong don't give a damn. Suchong is sick of you, can't even look at you now. No one even yell at you, you deserve punishments." With that his hand fell upon her face as he slapped her making her fall back in surprise and fear. She put a hand on her cheek as her eyes watered. Looking up at him with fear he pointed a finger at her as if scolding a disobedient dog, "Now maybe you learned something from this. You can act cute with Dr. Tenenbaum and Mr. Ryan but Suchong don't care about your stupid tears and hugs. Suchong outsmarts you everytime, your no good, just spoiled."
Evee glared at him through her tears feeling rage build up in her tiny body as Tenenbaum stepped forward wanting to help her up. Evelyn's hands that were resting on the ground clenched up as she lifted her fists up mocking to hit him. The anger she felt and the burn of where his hand had struck her seemed to radiate through her body making her hands burn. A small flame flicked in her fists as her glared locked onto Suchong. In the next second a small portion of his suit hat caught on fire making Tenenbaum jump forward and pull Evelyn off the ground gathering the girl up in her arms.
She scolded the young girl with both a warm and stern voice knowing that just yelling would literally feed the flame. "Eve, no don't do that. That is a horrible thing to do. Don't even think it, don't you even dare. Now say you're sorry and mean it."
Suchong slapped at the corner of his jacket putting out the flames and glaring back at Evelyn as she replied, "Sorry Mr. Suchong. I didn't mean it."
He waved a finger at her shouting back, "No, you knew what you were doing. Now Ryan owns Suchong new jacket." With those words he stomped away fearing any more flames that may decide to appear on his person.
"Evelyn I mean it, don't do that. Self control is important for you. I don't care how you feel you need to control yourself. Don't even think it unless you really mean it." Dr. Tenenbaum continued still holding the little girl. Setting her head on her shoulder Evee closed her eyes and put a thumb in her mouth biting down lightly.
"I know, I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again. I'm tired now, really sleepy. That took a lot of energy to make the fire and I feel…" It seemed to hit her like a brick. First she was talking and then she was out like a light.