So this is my new fanfiction, I wasn't sure what to write it about for a while because I couldn't decide between Assassin's Creed and Bioshock, but as you can see, I chose Bioshock. I will be updating both stories often so come back to check for updates often. Also, please write reviews and criticisms, I'd really appreciate it. On here I will be using an OC character who is a "big brother." I know there aren't actually any in the world of Bioshock 2, but it's my fanfic so if you don't approve then fuck off. The big brothers were the personal guard of Lamb before they were all wiped out by Delta, or so everyone thought, my character narrowly escaped the slaughter and has been living in Pauper's Drop ever since. The Big Brothers are similar to a big sister in every way except for being male, and the fact that their armor is thicker.

The Hunt Begins

Dear Journal,

Ever since it happened, ever since that bastard Delta had wiped out everything I lived for, I've been a broken man, Lamb, the little sisters, even most of the big daddies, all of them are gone. The only ones left who are anything like me are the big sisters, and those shrieking bitches have gone all but insane after the disappearance of their mother and younger siblings. I've been living alone, guarding Pauper's drop for a year now, a year without purpose. If I keep staying here I'm gonna go insane, so fuck it. I'm going out into the city, and seeing if I can find something, anything, that will give me some purpose.

Until next time,

Striker 12, Last of the Big Brothers.

His P.O.V.

After I was finished writing I grabbed my helmet and put away my journal in a secret pocket within my suit. As I was walking to the door I adjusted the massive harvester on my right arm and latched on my helmet, then, I went out into the city. As I went, multiple splicers scurried away, all of them fearing to ignite my rage. One fool made the mistake of falling in front of me, but I simply stepped on him and crushed his skull, then kept walking.

As I kept going I stopped every once in a while a to harvest and thought, "there are way too many of these bastards, where's the big sister in this section?"

Her P.O.V.

As I'm running, I saw him. "Could it be? I could have sworn Delta killed them all..." I thought to myself as I cautiously peeked out. It was, a Big Brother, one of mother's personal guard. I smiled to myself, this prey might be worth hunting. I then proceeded to climb to the roof and waited until after he finished harvesting, then I attacked. I shrieked my signature battle cry and lunged at him from above, aiming my needle to punch through his helmet...

His P.O.V.

I looked up just in time to dodge her harvester, why was a big sister attacking me of all people? I let out a savage yell and swung my harvester/blade at her, I realized she was fast, "almost as fast as me," I then kicked her in the shoulder and knocked her to the ground, then I got on top of her and pinned her to the ground. Her red porthole met mine as we stared at each other. I looked down and noticed her harvester aiming at my stomach, then I smirked and gestured to my own aimed at her throat. We were in a stalemate...

Just then I heard thousands of footsteps out of nowhere. "Damn it, to think those damned splicers would choose now to go out and attack us," I thought. With an angry growl I got off of her and ran down the nearest open alley, not stopping until I was as far away from that place as possible. "I just hope she made it out okay..." I froze at the sudden thought, where had that come from? Just a minute ago she had tried to kill me, why in the world would I be thinking that?

Her P.O.V.

As my newest and most interesting prey ran I followed him. I followed him until he finally stopped where he thought he was safe. I was just about to pounce him when I stopped as I thought of something. Why hadn't I killed him during the confusion? It would have been so simple to jam my needle into his gut and end it, what had stopped me? I shook my head and grimaced from beneath my helmet and thought, "I need to be wary of this one, but all I can feel is... is... what is this I'm feeling?"

His P.O.V.

I sat there catching my breath. "Damn splicers, I should've wiped them all out when I had the chance." I sighed and walked into an abandoned restaurant, then I walked into the managers office and sat down with my back against the wall. "This will make due as shelter for tonight." Finally, I unlatched my helmet and took it off as the air inside of my suit began to hiss out. I set the helmet beside me and lied down, then slowly began to dose off...

Her P.O.V.

He went into the old restaurant, so I followed, but I didn't go into the very back room where he rested until I was sure he's asleep. Silently, I crept in ready to finally take his life. I saw his figure laying against the back wall, so I snuck up and was about to slice him to pieces but then, I realized his helmet was off and I saw his face... he was so... so... handsome. I lowered my blade, at first all I wanted to do was kill him but then, I didn't know what to do. I felt like I wanted to be near him, to hug him and never let go. I took my helmet off with a hiss and stared at him. Then, despite my better instincts, I set my helmet next to his and lied down next to him with my head on his chest. I got the most peaceful sleep I'd ever had in years...

OMG! What will happen next!? Find out in my next chapter, "A Confused Morning." And PLEASE leave reviews, I would really appreciate it.