Well, as I am utterly mortified at how bad I was at first, I'll be doing another run through of this and improving it with the exception of the AN's. Other than that, I'll be updating it so that the elements reflect how I've been doing it in the other fanfic I have, the sequel to this one Another Side, as that's how I've gotten used to writing my fics nowadays. That being said, I do not own Bioshock or anything related to it other than a few copies of the games. Just my OC's and plot.

Unknown place, ?'s PoV, Night

I woke up to the sound of a little girl crying and an almost sickening stench of blood. I clutched the side of my head and groaned in pain, trying to remember what happened. Let's see… I came to the pharmacy to pick up some medicine for a friend of mine… then the place was getting robbed and it all went black before the guy could level his gun at anyone. I rubbed my eyes and looked around the room, trying to get an idea on what happen after. The only discernible life in the place was the crying girl, who was at the side of what looked like a dead robot. It looked a little like a diver but carried a bunch of weapons and was heavily armored. As I went to comfort the girl, I questioned what a child was doing in a drug store in the first place. Well, a shot up one at least.

"Hello there, little girl," I said to the young child. She had dirty black hair put into a ponytail, greyish skin, a strange red needle, and an old, decaying red and blue dress on. She was heavily sobbing into the robot's armor. When she looked at me, I saw that she had strange, glowing yellow eyes, shining with tears and red around the rims from her weeping. "My name's Shad. Who are you, and what is that?" I asked her with a comforting tone.

"T-that was my daddy," said the crying girl with a sad look, "w-w-we were playing with angels when a-a bunch of monsters attacked us. He d*hic*died trying to protect me, and *sniff* now I have no one to play with, or protect me from those monsters", she sobbed.

"Well then", I said wiping her tears away with my thumb, "I'll protect you from whatever monsters come to take you away. But first what's your name, kiddo?" I asked her with a curious look.

"I don't h-have a n-n-n-name", the girl stammered with a distressed tone. At least she's starting to calm down. "D-daddy never gave me one."

"What?" I asked her with a surprised look. "What kinda father doesn't give his kid a name?! Well then, I guess I'll have to give you one myself. How about…" I tried to think of a name for the young girl and looked to her state of dress for answers. While the rags she was wearing obviously weren't very good for inspiration, I saw at a necklace I never noticed previously since I was trying to comfort her. It was a dirty yet beautiful gold and sapphire necklace that seemed to blend in with the blue and grime of her dress. "Sapphire. Do you like that name?" I asked her softly, trying to calm her down some more.

She stopped sniveling and looked at me with an almost radiant smile. "Yes", she replied happily, "I like that name. It sounds pretty, like the songs angels I play with sing."

"Well then, Sapphire, I'm glad you like it. But I need to know something. Do you have anywhere to stay now, any family other than your daddy?" I asked her, relieved she calmed down.

"No," She said sadly, looking down. "The monsters destroyed my home, and Daddy was the only one who protected me."

"Then why don't you live with me?" I asked her with as soft and comforting a smile as I could. "I think my new daughter should live with me anyway."

"Really?" she asked looking at me excitedly while rubbing the rest of her tears away. I nodded, smiling that she was cheering up. "Yay! Thank you daddy!" she shouted, hugging me in her joy. Then she started skipping away, humming a song as she went.

'I'm glad she is happy', I thought. 'She deserves to be after losing her dad. But what was it, or rather "he" if what this girl says is true, wearing? And why are her eyes yellow like mine are?' "Come on daddy!" she yelled over to me. 'Never mind, I'm too tired to think right now anyway. Better catch up with her.' "Wait up, Saph!" I yelled to my daughter as I ran after her. "You don't even know where home is yet!"