Hello! This little story is something that I have been thinking about ever since I first got into the Bioshock series and I finally go the courage to write it! This is My first Fanfic, so I hope you guys like it!
Prologue: Memories
Memories. Uncontrollable, unstoppable memories flooded through her mind as she stared down the halls that she once loved. The place itself was nothing particularly special, compared to Rapture it was quite plain: the rows of doors on either side of the hall were grand but simple in design, just as they had always been.
Why was she here?
Why was she doing this?
The darkness of night did nothing to hinder her as she silently stalked the halls. The dim yellow light of her helmet was the only thing which betrayed her presence. As she slowly approaching the last door, the faces she once knew began to appear without consent. Once again reminding her of the life she had before it was consumed by the dark cold ocean.
She did not regret what she did that day. Nor would she abandon her mission now.
The door made a slight creaking noise as she slipped into the room. It felt so nostalgic. How many years had it been? How long ago had she once been sleeping peacefully, without any indication of what was to come?
How long has it truly been, since she had been called Mikan, and not Big Sister?
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Dundundaa! didn't see that one coming right? :P
thanks for reading and please leave a review! I really want to know what you guys think!