So not everyone is a bioshock fan who might read this, so I decided that since this is from Maddy's point of view, she is learning it for the first time that ways you don't have to know bioshock to get it. And bear with me, I don't even know who will read this. But please review . Enjoy.
Sophie was crying, again. She was never treated the same by her sisters, because she was the youngest, she knew they were all looking out for her, but she wasn't a baby. After all she was four, almost an adult!
But no, her life was filled with can'ts and don'ts. Don't go outside the designated areas, don't play in the dark, you can't hold that you aren't old enough. It was driving her mad.
But, she thought wryly, I'll just go out to show them I'm a big girl.
Looking around, she stepped out into the welcome hall, her daddy nowhere in sight. And it was a little darker in this part of Rapture, the huge underwater city still glowing in the deep.
Stepping towards the bathysphere station, no pod like submarine there, she sighed and looked around. She was almost sure there was an angel here. Turning around in the golden halls, the little girl froze on the spot. There was a monster walking near her.
She quickly ran behind a pillar and observed the monster stalk around, finding a little relief in the fact that he hadn't found her yet. She waited, watched him, as he walked over the roses on the floor, and she prayed her daddy was near to rescue her.
Suddenly a very bright light filled her vision and the pool where a small submarine usually came from lit up, before a woman was thrown out of it and began gasping for breath.
Sophie stared at the woman, she was beautiful, prettier than any angel she has seen and she has Sophie's skin tones. This meant that this woman could be only one person. She was Sophie's mom.
The woman started to sit up, her coughing coming to a straggling halt, but the little girl saw the monster snarling at her mommy.
Running to her, she started pulling on her mother's hand, before someone snatched the child up and lifted a hook above their head. Screaming as her end came near a roar answered the child and the monster stopped.
Her daddy, in his golden armor and shining drill that covered one hand came running from the door and slammed into the monster. Sophie could tell that her daddy was bigger than the monster just by how it coward away.
"Don't let the monsters get me Daddy!" Sophie cried, before she watched her father grab the monster by the ankle and fling him against the floor like a rag doll. She covered her eyes and cried, until a long deep groan came from her father.
His one glass eye, burning red mere seconds ago, now glowed a mint green, her favorite color. Extending a giant hand out to her she smiled and took it, her daddy always gentle with her.
Another groan and he began walking her out of the room, but she pulled away and skipped to her new mommy.
"Daddy, It's Mommy," She stated, pointing at the pretty woman, as the lady stared back, a frown on her face. "Aren't you happy you found me an' Daddy again, Mommy?" She giggled and took her new mother's hand.
"Come on Mommy, Daddy will protect us from the monsters, but we need to find angels now." She tugged at her hand 'til she stumbled to her feet. Sophie couldn't be happier, and she couldn't wait to tell her sister's about their new mother.
With one hand in her Mommy's palm and the other in her Daddy's gloved hand, she skipped down the marble streets of Rapture, everything even prettier now that she had her mother.
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Maddy Shannon's brain was shorting out with fear. She was holding hand with a little girl, who had pale olive skin, yellow glowing eyes, and was walking with a metal man in a 1940's diving suit with a drill for a right hand. And to make things worse, not only were they in a decaying city, it was beneath the ocean, as she watched fish swim outside the huge windows.
The only good thing, was that she seemed to be protected at the moment by the pair that claimed her.
As they walked through the streets, she thought about how she had just made a breakthrough in finding another time fracture, before she was sucked into it and brought here.
"Look Mommy," The little girl pointed at a dead body, and Maddy fought to keep her breakfast, "It's an angel." She knelt down and pulled a tool form her little satchel on her shoulder. Maddy watched as she held the thing in the light. It looked like the handle of a hose spray tool, but a long, scary looking needle as a tip, but protruding from the top of the tool was a red glowing bottle that had baby bottle nipple as a lid.
What was that for? Maddy wondered, before she was answered by the child stabbing the corpse while singing. "Good girls gather, gather…gather." She stabbed the body several more times, "The rosies go everywhere." But what she held in her palm wasn't roses, but a splash of blood.
Soon the little girl stood up and placed the bottle nipple to her lips. This time Maddy did vomit, her hand against the glass at the thought of a child, even as frightening as this one, drank blood.
Pressing her forehead to the cold glass she breathed in ragged breathes. She was in the streets of a dark underwater city, much of it decaying around her, bodies everywhere, a little girl drinking blood and a metal man that was basically the best killing machine known to her. Who by the way stunk terribly, and being called Mommy, could things get worse.
A tugging at the hem of her dress brought her back to reality. Turning they little girl stared up at her, a rolled up paper in one hand as she spread her arms, obviously demanding to be carried. Maddy stayed frozen to the spot, what if the girl stabbed her with that tool as well? Though she couldn't see it since it had been placed back in the bag, it didn't stop Maddy's over active imagination.
The metal man groaned in irritation and stomped up to the two girls, the smaller unfazed by his approach. He lifted her up with one hand and placed her in Maddy's arms, before being thanked by the little girl.
Maddy noted how his porthole glowed yellow to her, red when he was attacking a very deformed person when they attacked the girl. And green when is looked at the child.
"Read to me Mommy," the little's girl voice was a cross between her natural high octave and a very low octave. It sent shivers down Maddy's spine. This had to be a bad dream.
When she took the old paper, she unrolled it to find it a newspaper dating…December 31, 1959. Oh no.
Maddy sat down on an old wood crate and cried, this wasn't happening. She would never see her family again. The little girl stared at her mother, as Maddy shook, and she felt like crying too.
"I'm sorry Mommy, you don't have to read to me, please stop crying." The girl wailed and Maddy felt tiny arms wrap around her. Maybe this girl wasn't so bad, she didn't seem to try to hurt her, instead she tried to comfort her.
"I…It's late, let's go find a place to sleep." Her voice was wet and as the tiny girl led her through the streets, the metal man behind her, she cried silently, because she was never going to see anyone she knew again.
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They walked for quite some time before coming to a glass tunnel connecting to a brightly lit building. As they walked through the tunnel, Maddy let the awe of the city, nothing like this even in 2149, wash over her.
She wondered if she could maybe fix it. With the help of the little girl's metal man of course. She gasped as a whale seemed to glide over them, and it sang out, it's deep rumbling octave. Before that note was answered by one from the metal man.
A tugging at her hand made her keep walking until she was ushered into a set of halls, labeled the Little Sisters Orphanage, it in a better condition than the rest of the city she has seen.
As soon as she entered one big hall like room, she froze in shock. It was filled by little girls with glowing, yellow eyes and other metal men, all of whom turned to stare at her.
"Sophie, who is that?," One of the girls demanded from behind a metal man. Each child now stood behind a metal man of their own, each peering at her from behind the huge men.
"This is my new Mommy," she announced happily and danced around Maddy, before clapped her hand. "I mean she is OUR new Mommy." She giggled again as some of the older looking girls took a step out and cautiously approached the older woman.
Maddy heard them whispering, "She's pretty…,"
"…She looks nice…."
"I bet she can sing pretty…"
"Do you think she'll tuck us in at night?" among other things. All seemed excited to have her.
Soon the many girls, eighteen as Maddy counted, were crowded around her and giggling. She looked up to see the metal men giving each other confused glances, their portholes turning bluish green.
She noted how some of the metal men were short and stubby, their right hands with a drill in them. They looked hunched over and menacing with their many little portholes dotting their helmet.
Others were tall like Sophie's metal man, but had some sort of gun in hand with a single porthole.
But Sophie's metal man was like a mix of both and when some of them moved slowly, he seemed to move fast, like there was no strain against him.
As she sat in a rocking chair, Sophie in her lap as the girls sat around her, she read a children's story to them, one about a crab and a whale. One of the girls yawned and her metal man stomped over and picked her up, his portholes turning a rich green as he cradled her. It reminded Maddy of her father and her younger sister Zoe, as the metal man and yellow eyed child left the room, her sound asleep on his shoulder.
Soon the other girls were picked up and the same done with them, until it was just Maddy, Sophie, and her metal man.
Standing with Sophie in her arms, she looked to the large creature, and he groaned. Placing his huge hand at the small of her back, and walking her out, to a room where they tucked her in, and he laid on the floor.
Sophie woke up long enough to demand her mother come snuggle with her, and Maddy clutched the tiny, changed girl to her and cried, silent enough for the child to sleep.
Her heart ached as the thoughts of never seeing her family again filled her again. Maybe she could find something to get her out of here. But that was something she'd have to figure out tomorrow as she cried herself to sleep.
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