Summary: This is a modern/future AU of Bioshock Infinite based on the Luteces. But with my OCs Kai Xiao Long aka Snake and Rebecca de Ezio aka Nightshade. But this fanfic takes place in my universe. Where they're on an assignment to help Booker DeWitt through the city of Columbia.

"Remind me again, why we're doing this," complained my partner Kai, for the thirteenth time in the pass thirteen minutes.

"I've told you," I said exasperated pointing to the limp blonde at our feet, "Our assignment is to help and keep this man on the right track."

"Right," he said sarcastically, "what is this? The 248th mission we've been on."

"287th Snake."

He pushed his dirty blond rain soaked hair out of his eyes. He stared at me intensely with his rainy blue eyes with flecks of green something he had been doing since we were kids in New Orleans.

I rolled my eyes and started dragging the man back to the boat. When we got to the boat we literally threw him into the boat.

"Okay," Kai breathed, "who's gonna row?'

"You are."

"What?!"

"You hear me."

He started pouting, and climbed into the boat.

"Now remind me, who's our informant?"

"Her name is Marie."

"And can we trust her information?"

I rolled my eyes, "Yes Snake we can trust her. And I still don't like the fact that you dragged me here."

"We had too."

"No we didn't," I said stubbornly.

The man we had knocked unconscious woke up. "What the-? Oh now I remember."

Glad we put on our rain gear. Not that it does us good with keeping us dry.

Kai gave me a look that read: you're too precautious.

"Are you goin' to jist sit there," Kai complained after a few minutes of silence.

"As compared to what? Standin'?"

"Not standin'. Rowing."

"Rowing? I hadn't planned on it."

"So you expect me to shoulder the burden," Kai fired back at me as I handed the man a box Marie had given us to give to him.

"No," I said flatly, "But I do except you to do all the rowing."

"An' why is that?

"Comin' here was your idea."

"My idea," he asked exasperated.

"I've made it very clear that I don't believe in the exercise," I said pointedly.

"The rowing," Kai said trying to be cute. Which he was.

Let's get this very clear I don't have feelings for Kai.

"No. I imagine that's wonderful exercise."

"Then what?"

"The entire thought experiment."

"One goes into an experiment knowing one could fail," he said stubbornly.

"But one does not undertake an experiment knowing one has failed," I said crossing my arms and leaning forward to emphasize my point, and feeling the accustom warmth that came off of Kai despite the freezing cold rain.

"Can we get back to the rowin'," Kai said defeated.

"I suggest you do. Or we're never going to get there."

"No, I mean I'd greatly appreciate it if you would assist."

"Perhaps you should ask 'im? I imagine he has a greater interest in getting there than I do." Kai was truly starting to annoy me with all his nagging and complaining. Honestly if he was going to complain this much, why did he take the assignment?

"I suppose he does. But there's no point in askin'."

The man tried to ask us something but we ignored him.

"Why not?"

"'Cause he doesn't row."

"He doesn't row?"

"No," he said flatly "He doesn't row."

"Ah," I said coming to his reasoning. "I see what you mean. We've arrived," I said as we pulled up to the dock Marie said we'd find. I looked back at the man and he was giving us a queer look.

"He's not moving," I stressed to Kai.

"He will… eventually…" Kai said unconvinced of what he said even as he said it.

The man finally climbed out of the boat and onto the dock.

"Shall we tell him when we'll be returning," I asked Kai.

"Will that change anything?"

"It might give him some comfort."

"At least that's something we can agree on," he said.

"Hey is anybody meeting me here," the man called.

"I'd certainly hope so," Kai called back.

"It does seem like a dreadful place to be stranded," I said.

Back on the beach there was someone waiting for us. Her features were hidden by an umbrella, but I knew she was.

"Hello, Marie," I said getting out of the boat.

"Good day, Rebecca, Kai." Then she laughed, "Oh, I'm sorry. I mean Nightshade and Snake."

"Marie," Kai said with cool courtesy.

Marie had tanned olive skin, dark silky chestnut brown hair, and eyes that never stayed the same color.

"What exactly do you have for us now," I said annoyed.

"Oh don't give me that."

Then she handed us a card with an address.

"What is this, Marie," I asked.

She simply smile and started walking off, and gestured for us to follow. Which we did.

"Did you put on the show I told you about for, Booker?"

"So that's the lad's name," Kai said.

"What do you want with him anyway, Marie," I asked.

She stopped for half-a-second and then continued walking. The rain had slowed to a light mist, not that it mattered.

"Marie? Is there something you're not telling us?"

She closed her umbrella and turned to us, her eyes were green, violet, and pink.

She took a deep breath, "The girl I sent him after name is: Elizabeth Comstock."

That's not it and you know it.

"Why Columbia," Kai asked taking my hand with the card in it and reading it.

But when we looked up, she was gone. Of course.