Jordan: Time for something seriously out of the ordinary.

Henry: Yeah.

Jordan: I don't own the Bioshock series or Unnatural History.

It had been 40 years since a thought of the underwater utopia of Rapture had crossed Henry Griffin's mind. 40 years since he had thought of his birthplace, or the horrors that lie within. Horrors which not only scarred him emotionally, but physically. The numerous years had gone by whilst his aging made little progress. Yet here he stood in the year of 2010 on his 59th birthday. Officially, he was 16, but his parents were not going to reveal his traumatic past to mainstream society lest he be experimented on.

But he would never forget. Never forget what he left behind. Who he left behind.

"Tobias." He whispered as he blew out the candles. That was the one mystery he had never solved, what happened to his twin brother who was left behind in Rapture.

Lately he had been having dreams of that city. The city that didn't exist. He wanted to go back, the urge was strong, but he would have to take someone along, someone he trusted. He could bring Jasper. But that would lead him nowhere. But beggars can't be choosers.

"Jasper, can I talk to you?" He asked one sunny day after school.

"Uh sure Henry."

"What do you know of my past?" A simple question, one perfect to start this off. He pulled out an old lunchbox in which he kept his old "souvenirs" from Rapture.

"I know you've grown up everywhere. But beyond that I'm clueless."

Henry pulled out his old ADAM extraction needle. He surveyed it as he began to speak. "What if I were to tell you that everything you know about me is a lie. What if I were to tell you that we just celebrated my 59th birthday not my 16th? What if I were to say that I was born in 1951 in a city under the surface of the Atlantic Ocean? What would you say to that?"

Suffice to say Jasper was feeling majorly weirded out by this conversation. "I'd probably call you insane."

Henry then vanished in a cloud of red mist and reappeared next to Jasper, making sure to keep him from running. "Well Jasper, it's true. And frankly, I feel the need to return to my birthplace in Rapture but I am in need of someone to go with me. You are currently the optimal choice as you have the brain power and the requisite upper body strength."

Jasper did not struggle for he knew that Henry was much too strong for him.

"And naturally, as I have lived here, I have developed an emotional attachment to you, so I would be happy with your presence."

"You aren't yanking my chain are you? This is all true." Those last words were less of a question and more of a statement.

"I expected you to reject the idea further, but yes this is all true." Henry sat on the bed and pulled out an old doll in the form of a deep sea diver.

"This used to be my life." Henry stated as he held the doll gently. Staring intently as if it would give him answers. But why should he expect answers from an inanimate object. Everything else gave him answers, but this small doll that he caressed lovingly, it never uttered a peep. It held nothing that could clue him in on his past. And nothing to give him a clue as to what happened to his long lost but never forgotten twin. His other half. Tobias.

"I'll go with you Henry. If that is your real name." He joked.

"My name is Henry, Henry Ryan. Secret son of the creator of Rapture. And one of three secrets that Andrew Ryan kept hidden beneath the sea."

"So tell me more about this; Rapture." Jasper asked inquisitively. Once the initial shock had faded, his questioning nature had gotten the better of him and he needed to know all about this.

"I'll skip the prologue, In 1951, my birth father's dream of a perfect utopian society was completed. In order to seclude the genius of the world from the oppressive regimes of the post- World War 2 tyranny, he created a city beneath the sea where only the most intelligent or the most skilled were to live. He, he used to say that 'It was not impossible to build Rapture at the bottom of the ocean, it was impossible to build it anywhere else.' Sadly, my father's main rival; Frank Fontaine, who at the time was under the alias of Atlas; began to take advantage of the citizens' newfound addictions. A scientist known as Brigid Tenenbaum discovered a certain goo which could rewrite biology. This substance; which she dubbed ADAM; was only found in the bodies of sea slugs. Now she discovered that if the slug was implanted in a host, it could naturally produce 16 times the ADAM than if you were to simply harvest the slug."

Henry was in a far away land. Not the land of his dreams, but the one of his nightmares. Jasper was focusing intently upon his voice.

"Now, before Dr. Tenenbaum understood the wrongness of her actions, she had tried multiple hosts for the slug. Eventually the only host to be used was the form of a small girl. These children were known as 'Little Sisters'. However, the girls were only chosen because of the lower mortality rate. When they tried to implant the slugs into boys, only two survived. Myself and my twin brother Tobias were those two. To gain even more ADAM, the Little Sisters and myself ran around Rapture soaking extra ADAM from the corpses of splicers; the citizens who overused the ADAM based plasmids.; with these needles." He handed Jasper the ADAM extraction needle.

"However, the splicers would soon lose their minds from the overage of ADAM and attack the children as they harvested ADAM from corpses. In order to protect the children, my father; who did not, at the time, know that I was a Little Brother; endorsed a project know as the Big Daddy project. These Big Daddies were mentally wiped people who had their bodies placed into diving suits where they could safely protect the children, and in order to make them fulfill their mission, the first Big Daddies were bonded to a specific child. The first successful account of this bond was with a Daddy know as Subject Delta to a Little Sister. After that, considering Tobias and I were a special case, they bonded us to a single Big Daddy known as Omega. Once they bonded us, we were sent on a routine mission for ADAM on the night of December 31, 1958." His pauses were few and far between but he just sat there for 5 minutes or so staring at that little doll.

"It was a perfect night. The New Year was soon to start, Tobs and I were riding on Daddy's shoulders and there was one more angel; what we used to call corpses; left to collect. Mid-collection, splicers began to attack us in huge waves. Daddy was keeping them at bay with ease." He paused again. His fingers slowly stroking the morbid little doll. "Daddy, you were so strong." He whispered. "Suddenly a man came out of nowhere. Atlas, at least that's what I had presumed. He threw a gross green ball at Daddy and told him to take off his helmet. He then gave him a gun and told him to shoot himself in the forehead. I screamed for Daddy not to and I was on the ground with Tobs, but he did. He shot himself and fell to the ground; his blood splattering all over us."

This time, his pause lasted approximately ten minutes as he silently wept over the little doll. Jasper was very patient and placed his hand over Henry's shoulder as he cried. He sat up and apologized before continuing.

"Before Atlas' men could reach us however Brigid ran through the room with lightning speed before picking us up and continuing down a long passageway through the heart of Rapture. She was approaching the door to her safe house when splicers came from nowhere and attacked. She pushed Tobias into an air vent so that he could escape but she quickly ran inside the house and barricaded the door so we could be safe. She then used some sort of plasmid and cured me of the slug I had within me. She raised me quietly for a year to study my progression before stealing a bathysphere; which is sort of like a personal submarine; to send me and several cured Little Sisters to an orphanage on the surface. When we were safe she returned to the bottom of the ocean, never to be seen by me again."

Jasper was speechless at this tale of misery.

"Although the slug was destroyed, I still retain several of the abilities that come with the consumption of ADAM. And just in case, I saved several plasmids for use if needed." He gestured too an assortment of small vials strewn out upon the bed. "And that is all you really need to know."

"So you want me to come with you to a city at the bottom of the Atlantic to find your lost brother and also; I'm guessing; to discover what happened to your Big Daddy?" Jasper was dumbfounded as the words just flew naturally out of his mouth.

"That's about it. We can leave in the morning or later tonight if you'd prefer." The nostalgia tour seemed to be over and the good old Henry that Jasper remembered was back.

"The morning is fine with me. I need some sleep." Jasper looked pale as he collapsed on the bed. This was weird, but he would live his whole life in regret if he said no.

That was the first night since he was but fifteen that Henry slept with the doll of his daddy Omega. But it wasn't the first that he was plagued by these terrible dreams of Rapture.

"Those children are not yours Omega. They belong to Andrew Ryan and I am here for them." Atlas said softly. Daddy was just sitting there with this green glow around his head. "Now, take off your helmet." Atlas said. "Daddy no!"I yelled. Tobs was in my arms crying. "Take this gun and put it to your head." He said. Then came the first words I ever heard Daddy speak. "Why do they have to see this?" He asked quietly, his voice raspy from the years of disuse. "Because I want them scarred. I want them to see the light leave your eyes Omega. And when Ryan hands me the keys to the city in exchange for his children, I want his children long gone with no chance of return. Now, would you kindly pull the trigger?" He asked as though there was a choice in the matter. "DADDY!"I screamed. I jumped for him but I was too late. I saw a tears stream down his cheek as he pulled the trigger. Blood sprayed everywhere. Over me, over Tobs, and all over Atlas who acted as though it was simple water. But nothing is simple about water in this city.

"Daddy!" Henry screamed as the alarm woke him up. That wasn't just a dream to him, it was a memory perfectly preserved by the pain he felt for his daddy and the hatred he held for Atlas.

Jasper was up just before Henry screamed and he jumped over to comfort him. He knew what this new day might hold, but he didn't care. He had to be there for Henry, no matter where there was. Because the guy had no one else that would be.

When Henry had settled, he asked if Jasper was ready to go. Naturally he didn't need anything so they were all set for the 'trip'. Henry said the word sarcastically as if they weren't going to spend any time to get there. Well Henry was; as usual; right. He took hold of Jasper and in an instant they disappeared in another cloud of red mist. It took milliseconds for them to reappear at the base of a lighthouse in the middle of a raging sea. "This, is the entrance to Rapture. City of fools and the creation of my father's idealistic mind."

They walked into the lighthouse and down the stairs that led to the bathysphere. "But first, we need to get you prepared. Now listen to me, there are no people down there, only monsters who would kill you without thought or remorse. So you must end their lives before they end yours. And before you complain about how you won't be able to, hold out your arm." Jasper had no idea why he would have to do that but he obliged only to be stabbed by a hypodermic needle. "Now you are able to do whatever I can." He paused. "And come to think of it, that's a lot."

They entered the bathysphere and as Henry sat back, Jasper was staring at the window. A shield popped up as a movie started to play.

Henry sat silently as Jasper listened to his father playing over the loudspeakers and scream when he saw that there was a whale passing by the pod. Jasper ooh'd and aah'd at the beautiful yet decrepit utopia of Rapture while Henry merely sighed. They passed under signs as the bathysphere came into dock.

All Good Things.

Of This Earth.

Flow Into Rapture.

And when the bathysphere surfaced in a decaying room, the door opened and Henry stepped out into the cold wet foyer. "Home sweet home." He chuckled as he picked up a shotgun lying nearby. "Home sweet home."

Jordan: 5:04 a.m. not a wink of sleep.

Wishing you Black skies and Clearwater.