Chapter 1

The Rise of Stan

"Enlist now", read the posters that had been recently posted around Rapture's lighted halls. The posters sporting the 'Ryan Industries' logo promised a high place in Rapture, guarding a 'certain group of people'. The poster also claimed that joining was completely safe, and the only requirements were to be of an open mind.

Stan Baltimore, a portly, yet wealthy American businessman with raven black hair had seen these posters, and became instantly intrigued. Stan had a lust for power, ever since he had started his business up in America. Sadly, Stan's business plummeted into the ground after countless law suits. Seeking new business opportunities, Stan stumbled upon Rapture, and gladly accepted the invitation into this miracle of a city.

Stan headed down to the office of Dr. Yi Suchong. Suchong had once worked for a man by the name of Frank Fontaine. After Fontaine died, Suchong was employed by Ryan Industries, yet nobody had any clue what he was working on.

Stan grinned as he headed down to Suchong's office. The promise of great power was enough to interest him. He entered the office. "Ah, and what might you be looking for today?" asked a Chinese man with circle-framed, sitting in a chair behind a desk.

"I'm here," chuckled Stan, "For the position."

"Ah, I see, you're here for the Big Daddy project." inquired the man Stan figured as Suchong.

"The Big… What? What's this you're talking about?" asked Stan, obviously clueless.

"Oh, codenames and such." stated Suchong, as Stan gained a more confident look. Suchong stood out of his chair and headed towards some type of liquid-dispensing machine. "Care for a drink?" he asked, as he pulled a lever that let some liquid that looked like coffee into a cup.

"I don't see why not." replied Stan, reaching for the cup. Stan took a swift gulp of the liquid, and quickly realized that this was not coffee. Instead of the warm embrace that he expected, it was incredibly cold. The edges of his vision began blurring to black. Over Stan's loud curses at Suchong, he could hear Suchong mumbling something into what Stan recognized as an "Accu-Vox Personal Voice Recorder". Stan's sight began to reduce to a black void with small holes of vision. Soon enough, Stan blacked out.

Author's Notes

Hope you've enjoyed what I have so far, I'll try to update soon. I know this was a moderately short chapter, but trust me, once I really get into it, chapters will be much longer. Anyhow, a comment on what you liked/disliked really helps me. Thanks.

Also, some of you might disagree with Suchong being alive. Since the drill that has screwed Suchong to a table is detachable, some of you might deduce that Subject Delta killed him. That's what I figure. Yet, Suchong's corpse looks fresh when Jack sees it. This could mean a number of things. Suchong could have been killed by a regular Bouncer, and the parts of that Bouncer were salvaged, or even if Delta did it, Suchong could have created more Big Daddies before Delta killed him. Thanks again for your time, and goodbye.