The Monster Had Mercy
A BioShock FanFiction
By BEZthePEZ
AN: I am new to , so if there happens to be any errors, please let me know, also, constructive criticism is widely appreciated so essentially, R&R please! - BEZthePEZ
Ch. 1 – You Got Another Thing Comin'
Subject Delta was walking triumphantly through the lobby of the Sinclair Deluxe, having just rescued the last little sister when a vision blinding screech filled the area. He realized quickly that it was a Big Sister out for him. He never understood why the Big Sisters were after him, especially because he could never bring himself to harm a little sister, for he always saved them. Nevertheless, he stopped by a circus of values vending machine, maxed out everything he could with his limited funds, and patiently waited for the sister to come. Out of nowhere, a massive chunk of debris when flying by and missed him narrowly by inches. He whirled around, Electro-Bolt in his left hand, followed by his newly acquired double barreled shotgun and there she stood. She cocked her head to the side, and paused for only a few seconds, which felt like eternity. Subject Delta took this opportunity to hold out his hand as a symbol of peaceful action. She looked at it, took it and swung him into a nearby wall, forcing him to crash through, raining cement and steel on any unfortunate splicer nearby.
He stood up, brushed himself off and sidestepped a fireball that was hurled at him. He shocked the sister, and let a shot of buck out straight onto the poor girls face. The sister flew several feet backwards, be for slowly standing up, and screeching at the top of her lungs. She picked up all the debris lying around and threw them at Delta, with him missing two but one hitting him in the leg, slowing his advance towards the Big Sister. She threw one last fireball at Delta, before he shocked her once more, but in addition hit her upside the head with a mining drill, causing her to fly backwards, crushing the cage on her back, and her ADAM syringe being bent. The Big Sister slowly stood up, and fell to her knees, a large chunk of her torso missing, with an extremely bad looking would on her leg. Delta walked over and looked down upon the poor Big Sister. She looked at him and knew the inevitable was to come, so rather then fight to the last breath, she threw down her arms and awaited the final blast from the shotgun. Delta saw the defeat in her eyes, and knew she was no longer an enemy, so instead of delivering the final blow, he gently gave her three first aid kits, enough to heal her wounds and be fine. When the Big Sister received the first aid kits, she didn't know how to react, so after using them, she looked straight at him, her visor shining green for a split second, and let out a screech and ran. Delta was proud that he was able to save this Big Sister, and hoped to do so for the other ones that he might encounter. "If you think that act of "Kindness" is going to faze me and my view of you Tin Daddy, then you have another thing comin' you monster!"
The echoing voice of Grace Holloway lasted through the hallways of Paupers Drop, as Delta slowly climbed the stairs. After dealing with the few remaining splicers in the Sinclair Deluxe, Delta arrived in Grace Holloway's room and looked at a conspicuous looking picture on the wall. Curiosity didn't kill the cat this time, as the painting was disposed of to show a dark hallway, at the end of which, was Grace's safe room. Delta cleared the smudge from her window and looked in. Grace was nothing like he expected her to look, for she was not spliced in the least, and actually had decent clothes on. After her explanation of why she hated Delta, she opened the door and put the Atlantic Express key on her desk saying "Here. Take it. I Won't Have You Touching Me" She stood there, awaiting the act that was the norm for all Alpha Series, brutality and death, but none came. When she looked into Delta's visor, she saw a calm yellow, and for a second, a sad blue. Delta simply took the key and walked out. "Fine! To Hell With You Then!"
Delta thought nothing of it. He had no right to kill Grace, even after all she had done, simply because it was based off a misunderstanding. On his way to the Atlantic Express a radio transmission came through. "I'm beginning to think that I owe you my life Tin Daddy. No monster does that. A thinking man does that" Delta smiled behind his visor. Grace had seen that not all people are as monstrous on the inside as they may seem on the outside.