Ti Sento
A Bioshock fanfic by Bill Weiss
Chapter one
I woke up in the dark. I was aware I was standing up. The ground was metal, and I was fairly sure it was moving. I felt cool metal against my wrists.
Suddenly, a TV flickered on in front of me, illuminating the room. I was in a subway train, with covered windows. I was handcuffed to a bar attached to the ceiling and was vaguely aware of someone else in the carriage, chained by their wrists to the seat.
On the TV, there was a rather pompous looking man, dressed in a smoking jacket and clutching a glass of brandy. He had black hair, streaked with grey, and a little mustache on his upper lip. Smiling, he raised the glass to the camera.
"Greetings, friends, I am Andrew Ryan." the man on the TV said. " and I am here to ask you an important question. Is a man not entitled to the sweat…" the TV cut off there. A long, thin plume of smoke rose out the top.
Suddenly, the coverings on the windows lifted up, and I saw I was in a beautiful undersea world, with octopi and sharks swimming around the train in all directions. I gasped, as the person chained to the seat woke up, screaming.
I calmed her down, and asked her what her name was. "Christy. Christy Vasquez." she replied. She appeared to be Spanish, and had long black hair with a pink streak and was wearing a black and blue miniskirt, a white shirt, knotted under her breasts and stiletto heeled boots, also with a pink stripe. "and you?" she asked. I shrugged, as I didn't remember my name. "What, do you have amnesia or something like that?" Vasquez asked.
I shrugged. The train jolted to a holt, and we were thrown to the ground.
We heard scratching at the roof, and very faint voices. All the lights went off.
Christy screamed, as the train started to rock…