Citizens of Rapture: Jack
10 Fathoms
15 Fathoms
"My name is Andrew Ryan"
A city emerages from the depths
The plane crash, a distant horror
The sub shakes, a tunnel is ahead
Blinking lights with a message:
All Good Things Of This Earth
Flow Into The City
A cheerful message, but hope does not last
A thud, a crash, man begs for his breath
A womna's voice, cracked and broken
"Is it someone new?"
A cry
A spark
The sphere shakes and glass cracks
What place has he come to at the bottom of the sea?
"Would you Kindly pick up that shortwave radio?"
Now come, one and all
See this new Citizen step into the unknown at Atlas' call
Welcome to Ratpure
Home of the dead and the demented
Jack is his name
With chains on his wrists
A wrench in his tight grip
Atlas' voice in his ear
His past is a blurr of faces in a photo
And his future is in doubt
Only Rapture is forward, a present none would wish
He enters the city proper in a daze
Head pounding and electricty buzzing in his fist
A plasmid, the first of many
As is the Rapture way
Atlas eggs him on
Through medical pavilon and Neptune's bounty
Into the smugglers dock with a well placed "Would you Kindly"
Just as all hell breaks lose
Ryan's head is what Atlas wants
Never mind the yellowed eye monsters
Their Adam is all you need
to bring about his end
Splicers test him on his path
He sets them free, as Ryan would not
Death is a freedom for the soul, afterall
Rapture truly turning into a tomb
Another Daddy down
Little girl with normal eyes hiding in her hole
Splicers go down with fire and shot
Bodies looted for dollars, Eve, and even a drink or tow
Jack takes his place in the spiral that is
The nightmare of Rapture
Andrew Ryan dead, the club sticks out from his head
Atlas throws away his mask
"There ain't no Atlas, kid, never was. Name's Frank Fontaine"
Fontaine emerages with a laugh
Almost blowing up wee Jack
Rapture has a new King
And Jack was just a pawn in his game
But Jack has grew and learned within these falling halls,
and he'll not bow to a tyrant any longer
In the safety of Tenenbaum's sanctuary he gains control of his mind
"would you kindly" no longer commanding him to an infernal dance
Jack Ryan is his name
Son of Andrew
Built by Suchong and Tenenbaum
Paid for by Fontaine
The heir of Rapture has come into his own
Now Fontaine will pay with his blood for what money created
To become a Daddy is the last stop
To aide the girls he has saved
Their little hands guide him to Fontaine
His death coming from their needles and tiny fists
All the Adam in the city did him no good
Death taking him away from Rapture
"And what did you do instead?
What I've come to expect of you.
You saved them."
Jack awaits at the lighthouse steps
Helping each girl in turn
They tossed the cities key back down below
Leaving Rapture to the sea
These Citizens are free
And a family at last