"Mr. B…why won't you wake up, Mr. B?" Cindy lightly shook her daddy's cold helmet trying to wake him from his untimely slumber.

One of the two nasty men who tried to snatch her toy started to laugh hysterically "Yeah! Try all you want you little brat, he ain't getting in up any time soon!"

His buddy joined in on the laughter, then remarked "Heh, Ted she thinks he's just sleepin', ain't that just-"

"Shut up, Benny!" Ted interrupted. "Now, let's get what we came here for before another one of them big-ass fucks gets `ere."

His friend, Benny, just looked mumbled something and nodded.

After their little quarrel Ted seemed to notice Cindy one again and gave out a throaty chortle.

"How pathetic." His chuckling turned to full out laughter.

"Please daddy," Cindy cried "Now's not the time to take a nap!" Cindy's eyes were tearing up,

Why doesn't he hear me? She thought.

The man named Ted grabbed her roughly by the wrist and swiftly raised her off the ground.

"Heh! Ain't got your daddy to save you now!" a sneer evident on his face as he kicked her daddy square on the face to add emphasis, he continued to laugh.

Cindy had never been so scared in her life, she kicked and screamed at the man and by chance managed to kick him square in the chest. He immediately halted his hysterics, but just tightened his grasp on her wrist.

The man used his spare hand to smash it into Cindy's stomach, Cindy let out a high-pitched shriek "Now you've really got it coming to you, you tiny bitch! I'm gonna-" but he was interrupted by a giant roar that filled to room.

Suddenly, the enormous, battered figure shadowed over the four drug addicts. He let out an even bigger wail than to one before

"No way, that's impossible…we blew your fuckin' head in! Yeah, well, we can kill you again!"

Cindy felt her the iron like grasp on her wrist loosen, she took his shock as an opportunity of escape and bite down as hard as she could on his hand.

He screamed and let go of her wrist and Cindy went tumbling to the ground. She started to massage her red, burning wrist.

Cindy looked up at the man and said "My daddy," she paused and looked him straight in the eyes "really doesn't like you."

The last thing the man ever saw was his blood and lower intestines smeared all over the drill that went through his abdomen. The last thing he felt was the striking agony that filled his entire and the last thing he heard was his so-called 'buddy' running away without looking back.

That bastard… was the last thing he thought before he closed eyes for the final time.

"Mr. Bubbles! I was so scared!" Cindy ran up to her daddy and tightly hugged his large leg as she cried into the rough material.

Her daddy had half a mind to go after that worthless druggie that tried to hurt his little girl, he had already calculated a plan to tear him apart the slowest most painful way he could possibly muster.

But then, he saw his little girl crying and it broke his heart, he could care less about the heartless monster that would undoubtedly get himself killed on the streets of Rapture. His little girl needed him and he would be there.

Cindy heard a soft comforting groan that seemed to say 'it's okay, it's safe now' and when she felt her father pick her up and put her on her regular spot on his shoulder.

She knew he wouldn't let anything ever hurt her again.

He was her daddy and that was his job.

"Mr.B, I love you."

Woo! First story done and uploaded, any constructive criticism would be very much appreciated. :)