"There is a chance for me. There is always a chance for me. It's not that there was a chance for me because if there was a chance, that would imply I didn't take that chance." That confusing thought went through my mind over and over as I took it upon myself to do the impossible. I took a trip to the new city: the city of Rapture. The first underwater habitation experiment. I was one of the first down there into the wonderful place; at least one of the first to live there and it was beautiful. The shops were all new, the tunnels, houses; even the fishery was new and smelled new. I was proud to be a citizen of rapture. I spent a solid year there from 1954 to 1955 and every moment was like a dream. It wasn't until I was bludgeoned and bagged that I realized something more sinister was going on in that city. I was dragged to a laboratory somewhere near Fontaine Futuristics. The laboratory seemed newer and more advanced than other places in rapture which surprised me as I was already excited to be "living in the future". I soon realized I was part of some sort of program to protect something as my identification was no longer Josh Vanderploeg but protector 001. Every day, I would be taken to a new part of the laboratory and injected with some new plasmid.

"Alright 1, we will be increasing your muscle mass, but we will have to sedate you so you do not try to escape," they said on my first run. It went on for months. I would be taken, sedated, injected, and come back with something new. It was the last one that really threw me off as I now smelled horrible and could only speak in what I considered whale songs. Loud moans emanated from deep within my throat and normal speaking was impossible.

"1, today's the big day," one scientist yelled into my cell before throwing in a large diving suit. "Please put this on and don't make us help you."

When I entered the suit, I had already become void of any hope of escape. Even as I walked out without restraints and was handed a weapon, I didn't realize I was capable of leaving. Something inside me even stopped those thoughts before they blank. It was almost like as I thought of escape, I would immediately refocus on how interesting the lights looked or how wonderful it was to live in Rapture. I hated feeling so happy about captivity, but I figured what the hell? Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought. I was placed in a large room with a few dummies scattered about what seemed to be a stage. Suddenly the curtain rose and I heard a voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the protector series 1 subject 1. The latest in Big Daddy technology, you will no longer have to worry about the little sisters being assaulted. They are genetically engineered volunteers embedded with massive protective microchips that allow them to only think of the little sister they are bonded to. Like little Lisa here."

I watched as a small girl in a red dress walked out on stage. I couldn't stop myself from running to her and placing her behind me like a wolf protecting its food and territory.