Authors note: Like I promise welcome to the Big sister story. I hope you enjoy this stpry as much
as I enjoyed making it. In this story we see Sophie as she goes from her comfortable life topside to
Rapture on an all time search for her brother.
A New Beginning:
Rapture, ?
Rapture. To some, a lone city under the sea, to others, hell. It depends on who you ask.
A little sister was skipping about the city, she wore a blue dress with a dark blue bow on her blond hair
done in a pony tail. The Big daddy following her is an Alpha Series. She was on a mission to gather
Adam.
"Come on Daddy, follow me!" The little sister sang merrily as she went about her way. Suddenly a
splicer appeared out of nowhere, it hissed at her, so she screamed. Turning around she went to run
behind her Daddy... only to find him gone.
"Now... I have you" The Splicer hissed as it got closer.
"No please, don't hurt me!" The Little Sister cried. The Leadhead Splicer launched towards her. The
Little Sister felt a jerk as she was pulled upwards by an invisible force. Looking down she saw the
Splicer a few feet below her, hissing angrily as it's meal got away.
She continued to rise. Looking from side to side she got a good look at all of the floors around her,
which made her wonder how high the building was and how many floors it had. She seemed to reach
the very top where there was the balcony of what looked to be a penthouse.
There was a Big Brother there, he wore a diving suit that was reminiscent of the Big Daddy suit, but it
was smaller, sleeker. The helmet, which consisted of a large metal sphere with an opening on the front
in the shape of an horizontal oval made of, most likely, bulletproof glass. There was a forearm mounted
harvester on his right arm. On the back of the chest armor a metal basket, it had dozens and dozens of
bows and ribbons tied to it, all different colors.
He extended his left arm forward, as if to take her hand, she did the same and grasped his hand
tightly. Pulling her towards him he hugged her and the little sister smiled, feeling safe in his arms.
"Find me in Rapture, Sophie." He whispered into her ear.
New York, 6:50 am
The young woman shot up in her bead. She panted hard trying to steady her breath. Getting up she
opened the large red curtains in her room, letting the blinding light in. It was pretty early morning in
New York City, being spring it meant morning came sooner and that made the nineteen year old cranky,
she was not a morning person...
Walking over to her vanity she took a seat and began to prepare for the day. She combed her bluish
black hair before putting a hair band in it, leaving her bangs loose. She took some black, dark purple,
and dark blue eye liner and she began to put it on her face carefully.
When she was done she put down her make-up and looked at herself. She was the very picture of
what people thought when they imagines the word Goth. She thought the look suited her, and not just
physically... At one point in her life she used to dress in warm and bright colors, had a cheery look on
her face, and was always smiling, but that was long ago.
Looking at the picture set carefully next to the mirror tears began to build up in her eyes. Inside the
picture was a family of four, it was her dad, Ryan Andrew, her mother, Eleanor lamb, and her twin
brother, "Jacob." she whispered.
She wished she could have been nicer to him. When he left she realized how selfish she had been. All
she wanted was to be accepted in her school, have friends and such...but never realized how much
she hurt her brother. When Jacob left she realized. Without him, without Jacob, she was just Sophie.
The scaredy cat, the failure with no self-confidence.
"Sophie, time to wake up!" She heard her mother call.
Taking a deep breath to make sure the tears were held back for good she replied, "Coming!" Putting
on her uniform, which was a black-blue plaited skirt, a white shirt under a black petticoat, and a red tie.
She grabbed her backpack and went downstairs to the kitchen. Her dad was sitting on the table,
rubbing his head, she sighed, headaches again. That's the downside that comes with the ability of
clairvoyance. Sophie remembered that day like it was yesterday.
Flashback
"WHY DID YOU LIE TO ME!" Ryan demanded to his father Daniel, who was sitting down on a chair, his face
buried in his hands, "I'm sorry Ryan. I didn't know your brother was alive." He said sadly.
"LIAR, YOU DID KNEW. I TOLD YOU WHAT HAD HAPPENED WHEN WE ESCAPED! I DESCRIBED HOW HE
LOOKED LIKE!" Ryan shouted.
"I wanted to tell you, but if I did then you would have gone back to Rapture!" Daniel cried.
"So that was your plan. Not to tell me and let my brother die." Ryan hissed darkly.
"No, I would never." Daniel pleaded.
"Well that's what it looks like." Ryan snapped.
"Ryan. You need to understand something important." Daniel said, Ryan stared, clearly angry, but willing to
listen. Taking a deep breath Daniel continued, "You and your brother need to be careful. You see, you're
looks are alike-",
"And their taste in women" Stanley Poole interrupted with a snicker.
"You stay out of this!" Ryan yelled dangerously before returning his full attention to Daniel.
"You are bonded to one another. Your mental abilities get stronger when together." Daniel than specified
"Who knows what could happen if one of you died."
"That explains all of the dreams I had. I was just watching what was going on through the eyes of my
brother." Ryan reasoned.
"Yes." Daniel nodded.
Suddenly there were shouts and things breaking. Going to the living room they found Delta having a small
battle with Roan. Delta was using the insect swarm plasmid, and Roan was running around trying to avoid
the bee's.
"Is everybody that I meet insane?" Roan shouted, still running in circles
"Stay still! I just want to MURDER YOU!" Delta shouted insanely. It was a miracle he wasn't using the
incinerate plasmid, a small part of Ryan's brain supplied. The bigger part of his brain was realizing that Delta
thought Roan was him.
"What are you doing to my man?" Eliana barked out as she stopped Delta.
"Yours? That's my husband!" Eleanor shouted at Eliana.
"No he's not, that's- Eliana was cut off by Roan "I'm Roan, Ryan is talking to Daniel in the other-no, wait,
he's right there." he pointed to Ryan in the doorway.
Sophie came downstairs to see what was going on only to experience what she thought was double vision
when she saw two people that looked like her father.
Flashback End
Since that day. Daniel wasn't a father to either her Dad or her Uncle. They called him Mr. Andrew or just
Daniel. Her Uncle and Aunt stayed at their house. It took a little while for them to adjust to surface life
(Roan admitted it was boring, but at least they didn't have to worry about Splicers coming for them in
their sleep) Roan got a job as a police man hoping for a little adventure in his life and Eliana became a
pediatric nurse, because she was so good with the Little Sisters. It was kinda weird having an Uncle
and a Dad who looked exactly the same. Sometimes even her Aunt and Mom couldn't tell them apart.
It was something Roan and Ryan still teased them about to this day.
The breakfast continued in silence. Once she was finished Sophie got her bag and left her house. She
passed through the porch. She saw Delta, her grandfather, sitting in a rocking chair drinking lemonade.
Delta..even though they don't knew how old he is it was impossible to tell that by looking at him. Being
sturdy, still tall, and well built, he didn't look his age at all. The only thing that gave his away was the
strands of Grey in his brown hair.
"Sophie." He greeted, waving the hand that held the lemonade at her.
"Hey Grandpa." She greeted.
"Going to school?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'll stop by for dinner."
"As always." It was tradition for Sophie to go to her family home for dinner. She had always been
faithful to that.
Sophie continued her way until she reached her school, Alexandra University of Arts. It was pretty
sophisticated, very few people have managed to get in. Sophie was the valedictory of her class.
Time passed until it was time for that last class of the day, Gym.
She changed her clothes to a red leotard and a pair of matching ballet shoes. She still loved ballet,
even with her changed outlook on life. Entering the room she always admired how big it was. The stain
glass windows had a swan in ballet shoes on them. There were mirrors on the walls and rails attached
to them.
The teacher came walked into class, her name was Mrs. Samora. She was single, she often liked to
threaten the boys who misbehaved or slacked off by saying something along the lines of, "If you don't
behave/start to work harder you'll be forced to marry me." Why she said that no one knew, but it
always seemed to work.
Being the Teacher she wore a red leotard with a pink silk sash wrapped around her waist and her
shoes were white. Using her baton she tapped the glass three times and said "Poses." Everybody did
their best poses, Sophie chose the swan. She laid down and huddled your head close to your feet.
After that they started to practice pirouettes.
An hour or so later and class was over. Everybody was packing their things to leave. "Sophie. Stay
here." Samora said. Sophie was going to be the last one out the door anyway so she just topped and
turned around. "Yes?" She asked.
"Sophie. There is a play going on in the New York's old opera theater. They wanted one of my star
students to play sleeping beauty. I suggested you. Why don't you go and star in that play? It will make
you famous..." Sophie looked down. Sighing Samora continued, "I know, but it's time that you move on.
You had nothing to do with your brothers death."
"But that's the problem. If it wasn't my fault then whose was it? My brother needed help, he needed
some attention. Attention that I took away from him." Sophie said, barely holding back the tears that
came to her eyes.
Sighing again Samora nodded, deciding not to say anything else on the subject and Sophie left. Exiting
the school Sophie walked over to the nearest flower shop. Browsing over the flowers she selected a
red rose. After paying for it Sophie continuing her way she took a bus, not to her home, but to
someplace else. The first stop was The Cemetery.
The local New York Memorial Cemetery was visited often. Sophie sighed. She dried her tears and
entered the cemetery. It was visited frequently because it held the memorial stone for all of the
students and teachers of the Sara Bolger elementary school that went on a field trip to the Atlantic
ocean and never came back alive.
Walking over to a personal headstone near the larger memorial stone she brushed the dead leaves
away and was able to read. "Jacob Andrew. A student, and a good son. He was born but never got the
chance to live his life. He will always be with us in spirit." It read
Sitting down she placed the red rose on the grave, "Hello Brother. You don't know how much I miss
you. How much your family misses you." After a minute of trying and failing to say anything else she got
up and began to walk out of the Cemetery. She noticed another person was there, he wore black
everything, a black suit, a black hat, black shoes. Obviously mourning.
Worried a bit Sophie walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder she asked. "You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine, I just... miss them a lot." He said, not bothering to look at her.
Looking at the grave she saw it was a family grave. A grave where a whole family is buried together. It
had the names of Robert Parker Stone, Emily Parker Watson, Sandy Parker Frankie, George Parker Errol
and Robert Junior Parker Frankie. Sophie knew these people. They were Butches family. Robert Junior
may have been his real name, but he called himself Butch, which confused a lot of people. But what is a
bigger question is how this guy knew them.
"You knew them?" She asked.
"Yeah... we were close." He replied softly.
Nodding, Sophie decided to leave this guy alone. He seemed to be taking their parting really hard and
probably wanted to be alone anyway. Walking out of the cemetery Sophie looked back only to be
shocked to find that man wasn't alone. There were several others in the Cementary. All of them were
mourning on the graves of the children that died on the cursed voyage. Most of the graves weren't
alone. When receiving the news many of the parents died of 'broken hearts'. Which was what doctors
summarized loneliness, heart-ache, depression, and loss of the will to live as. There were several
dozen people all gathered around the graves though, so how did these people know the deceased?
With that question bouncing around in her mind Sophie left the cemetery.
To Be Continued...