A Brothers Curse
Bioshock Fan-fiction by Just call me ZS
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Bioshock, Bioshock 2, or any of its characters, they are owned by 2K/Irrational Games, I only own my OC's
Chapter 1
"The operation was a success!" A dark figure, dressed in a lab coat, and wearing an operating mask yells, lifting his arms in joy. The small dark room that made up the scientists lab was illuminated by a white operating light that hung over a platform table hanging horizontally to the lab wall. A table with operating tools and different devices lay next to the platform, some of them still bloody from recent operations and experiments. This small lab is one of many inside Fontaine Futuristics, one of the major organizations of the underwater city, Rapture. This lab however, was assigned specifically to the implanting of ADAM slugs into gatherers.
"Don't count on it yet, we need to make sure the mental augmentations will take effect, and then we still need to bond him to a protector. We have a long way to go Dr. Nyx." A second man spoke, pointing to the subject on the table.
"Don't worry Professor Darian, by the time we're done, this little brother will be out harvesting ADAM in no time! You're always such a letdown, always doubting my experiments. " The man identified as states. Suddenly, the small 6 year old boy, whom they simply referred to as 'the subject', lying on the operation table began to move.
The small boy slowly opens his eyes, to see the 2 men in front of him still arguing. The brown haired boy is looking scrawny from lack of food, his brown shaggy hair greasy and dirty from not being washed. The small boys previously brown eyes now are glowing yellow, his skin a dull greenish grey, with a new long scar running horizontally across his stomach, where the operation was done.
"We're a step closer since the ADAM slug implantation was a success, and after so many failed trials, and wasted subjects" concluded, sounding a little bitter at the loss of good material.
The small boy starts to squirm slightly, pulling at the restraints, as the Doctor turns to the subject, pushing a button causing the table to rotate upwards.
"I'm telling you, unless we get the protector bond right, this child will be a waste of quality resources." Professor Darian spoke, turning toward the subject as the table flips so he is facing them.
"Don't worry; we can always use him for dissection and spare parts if that doesn't turn out well." Nyx responds in a hushed tone.
"Now, Gatherer 412, A.K.A Little Brother, are you awake?" Nyx spoke only with a commanding tone, as if telling him to wake up. Then suddenly, Darian steps closer, nudging Nyx away from the subject.
"Little one? Are you awake?" Darian spoke in a soft tone, his voice sending a bit more of a question then the other scientist.
"W-where am I, who are you?" The small boy spoke, in a scared, shaky voice; as if he spoke any louder would risk his life.
"It's okay little one, you're safe and sound. Don't worry; you're going to be okay, nothing to be scared about." As Darian spoke, he slowly reached to the syringe on the table, filled with a quick acting sleeping agent, as the boy's eyes darted to every shadowy corner of the room.
"W-where are my parents, where am I, I want to go hom-"The boy was cut off as Darian injected the syringe into the boy's arm, causing him to cringe from the injection. The boy slowly closed his eyes, his body going limp as the agent takes effect.
"Let's get rid of his memories before we do anything else. We don't want him getting anyone's attention or causing a struggle and escaping." Darian spoke with some disappointment, as he sighs.
"Don't tell me you're starting to regret doing this Darian! You know as much as me, even if we tried to refuse to do this, we would be shipped off to…you know where, as soon as the word reaches lamb! Besides, you've never shown much regret before." Nyx said in a hushed tone, trying not to imply resistance.
"I'm just sick of failed test subjects that's all. Now let's stop wasting time, let's send him to the Mental alteration lab, we need to erase his memories soon." Darian said, unstrapping the boy from the platform, and laying him down on a rolling table.
"Don't worry, he'll be as blank as a new piece of paper soon, he won't remember anything…" Nyx responded, as he walks next to Darian, rolling the table out of the lab and into the hallway.
Meanwhile…
In the underwater city of rapture, in a neighborhood known as Paupers Drop, a gatherer and her Rosie big daddy were harvesting as usual. The little girl was wearing a dirty and dull red dress with yellow flowers on them. She was around the age of 6, her glowing yellow eyes and greyish green skin marking her as a little sister, skipping along followed closely by her Rosie Big Daddy.
"Come on Mister B, we'll miss the angels dancing!" She said loudly as she skipped around piles of rubble, heading towards the Fish Bowl Diner. The Big Daddy moaned his whale like response, following after the girl, his heavy footsteps drowning out the noise of dripping water from the pipes, and the even fainter sound of multiple footsteps, running to keep up with them. Soon the little Sister reaches the door to the diner; she pulls on the door, trying to get it to open.
"Mr. Bubbles! The angel's inside! We need to get in!" She yells with a pouting face, annoyed that she might miss the 'angel' dancing. With a loud moan, the Big Daddy moves her aside gently, and then busts the door down.
"Yay! Thank you mister Bubbles! I can smell the ADAM!" She giggles playfully, skipping inside the diner, her Big Daddy following her inside, both of them unaware to the whispers and chuckles coming from the shadows.
Neither of them are aware of the ambush they are walking into. On the roof of the dinner, stood 2 Brute splicers, and 3 Houdini splicers, peeking through the wooden boards that were used to try and repair the holes in the roof. Brute splicers were men that spliced muscle and speed improving tonics, their unnatural strength making them a close match to the Rosie Big Daddy's strength. The Houdini splicers had spliced a rare Houdini plasmid, allowing them to teleport short distances, as they also used the incinerate plasmid to throw fireballs at their targets.
As the gatherer and the protector walk toward the 'angel', a rotting corpse of the owner of the restaurant that had died in the corner, the splicers started to get anxious.
"Why don't we get them now! One of them whispered anxiously, twiddling its thumbs in anticipation.
"No! Wait for the brat to start gathering! We'll take down that Big Daddy in no time. Just remember the plan!" spoke another of them, it being a Houdini splicer, which seemed to be in command of the group.
The rest of them nodded, as they each walked to the different opening in the roof, ready to pounce once the girl started harvesting.
"Yay! ADAM Daddy!" the girl squealed happily, getting down on her knees in front of the corpse, as her Big Daddy walked over behind her, looking around slowly, knowing that something was not right. The Little Sister raised her harvester, a small hypodermic needle with a baby bottle attached to the back of it.
She stabbed it into the corpse, started to collect the ADAM filled blood within, sing softly to herself. "Who watches over sleeping angels? I do, I do…" as soon as she ends her little song, several loud crashes are heard coming from above, as the girl screams. The Rosie looks up, its large Rivet gun raised and ready, as he moved closer to the girl as the ambush began.
2 Brute splicers followed by their Houdini allies dropped down through the ceiling, yelling and hungry for ADAM. The Big Daddy opens up on them, its helmet light turning from caution yellow to deadly red, firing his rivet gun, managing to take out one of the Houdini's with a heavy rivet to the head.
"Come and get some Tin man!" one of the brute splicers roared, before charging at the Rosie. The Rosie in turn fired more shots at the splicer, but not stopping him, as the brute splicer slammed into the Big Daddy, pushing it back.
"Ahhhhh! Unzip em daddy, un zip em!" these words, yelled by the panicking little sister, were enough to send the Big Daddy into frenzy. It bashed its gun over the Brutes head, knocking it back as the Big Daddy unloaded 7 rivets into the brute's chest and face. The brute gargled up blood before falling to the floor dead. The Big Daddy let loose a roar loud enough to shake the diner, as the remaining splicers covered their ears.
As the roar ended, the 2 Houdini splicers started to throw there fireball's, the brute splicer picks up debris and starts throwing it at the big daddy.
"Don't worry guys, I'll get help!" One of the Houdini splicers shouts then disappears in a cloud of red mist. The others keep trying to keep the big Daddy down, as it runs over and takes cover behind the counter, holding its Little Sister closely.
"Where the fuck did that deserter go! He left us to die!" the brute splicer roars, angry that the Houdini most likely just left to escape with its life. Unknown to the splicers or the Big Daddy, a shadowy figure, in a small armored diver suit watched the fight from a large sign nearby, its porthole glowing blood red. Suddenly, five lead head splicers armed with tommy guns and pistols ran in and started unloading on the Big Daddy, joined soon by the Houdini splicer that had gone away.
"We got that fucker now boys!" One of the splicers laughed, the air filled with so many bullets and fireballs, there was no way the Big Daddy could survive. The big daddy seeing this fired two small orbs onto the floor in front of the counter, avoiding the bullets and projectiles. The two black orbs opened up, turning out to be two mini turrets, as they opened fire on the splicers, managing to kill one of the Houdini splicers, and send some of the Leadheads into a panic.
Using the chaos to its advantage, the big daddy moved out from the cover, firing its rivet gun. The feeling of dread that had crept over the remaining splicers disappeared, as the two turrets were taken out by the one remaining Houdini splicer. The combined fire from the splicers soon forced the heavily damaged Big Daddy to its knees, as it was then finished off by the brute splicer, who rammed into it, then stabbed a large knife into its porthole, red and a weird blackish blood gushing out as it did so.
"Mr.B, NO!" the little sister screamed, as her protector fell to the floor, his light in his helmet going off. She screamed and ran over to him, shaking his arm, crying heavily through her glowing yellow eyes. "Mr. wake up! Please mister Bubbles, you got to wake up!" the little girl pleaded, as the remaining splicers started to walk up behind her, laughing evilly at their soon to be ADAM.
As one of the splicers reached for the girl, an ear piercing screech rang out, causing the splicers to cover their ears, as the shadowy figure drops down from the sign.
"Ah fuck, it's a bitchy Big Sister! Kill it!" The brute splicer yelled to the others, as suddenly the armor plated demon screeched, sending chunks of rock and metal at the splicers, killing 3 of the lead heads.
The remaining splicers open up on it, but the big sister fires multiple fireballs at them, scattering them in fright, as she teleports in a flash of purple and bluish mist.
"Where did that tin bitch go- AGH!" Were the last words of the brute splicer, a long hypodermic needle that was the Big Sisters harvester was sticking out of his throat. Removing her harvester, the big sister lets loose screech that makes a big daddy's roar sound like a whimper. Glass shattered, the building shook, and the big sister became a blur of blind fury, killing off all the remaining splicers in a matter of seconds. The Big Sister was covered in blood from the splicers, or as the little sister saw it, her beautiful white dress was covered in rose petals.
"Big Sister!" the little sister yelled, still crying from the loss of her protector, as she ran over to the armored being. The big sisters light turned yellow, as it hugged the little sister, giving off a low pitch screech of relief that the Little Sister was alright.
The Big sister lifts the Little sister up, placing her into the metal cage on her back, several bows of different colors tied onto the back of the cage. "Big Sister! Daddy is sleeping, we can't just leave him!" the little sister said, her tears dried up, but a look of concern in her glowing yellow eyes. The Big Sister gives off a small screech, the tone sounding like that a parent would address I child.
"Well…you'll come back for him later right?" she says, looking up at her hopefully, those big glowing yellow eyes filled with emotion. The big sister hesitates for a moment, and then gives a slow nod, as the little sister squeals in joy.
"Yay! Don't worry Mister Bubbles! Big sis will be back for you soon." The little sister shouts to the body of the Rosie that was her protector. The big sister looks at the body, knowing that the daddy was dead, she only responded to the little sister, thinking that she'll come back and cremate the body later. The sister, making sure her little one was secure on her back, started to run off, jumping from place to place. Her destination, the lab she where was bonded to a protector, where she lost her protector, escaped the mind alteration, and was transformed into a Big sister…Fontaine Futuristics.
A loud yell of frustration was heard echoing throughout the hallways that weaved in and out of Fontaine Futuristics. Followed soon by the sound of lab materials crashing against a wall, as inside the 'Protector Gatherer linking lab', where a certain doctor was getting a little more than irritated with his tests.
"What do you mean he won't bond with the protector! This is the 4th time!" yells in frustration, enraged.
The boy had been in 4 surgeries, each to try and complete the bond between a Big Daddy and the gatherer. This boy being the first successful Little Brother, he was to be assigned and bonded to one Protector, and only that protector.
They all however, even when trying all the different kinds of big daddies, failed.
"I told you, even when the mental conditioning worked, and the implantation of the slug, everything has gone right, but I told you we wouldn't be able to bond him." Darian muttered, always being a pessimist, he doubted the idea of a Little Brother from the beginning.
"Shut up Darian! Grrr, there has to be someway….wait." Nyx stopped and looked like he was pondering something. After staying like that for about a minute or so, his face brightened up, in an 'I got an idea expression'.
"What, what if we try bonding him with a Big Sister?" Nyx asked curiously, the idea never have been tried before.
The Big Sisters were the Little Sisters who grew old enough to be going through puberty, and had grown out of their mental conditioning. They were all usually very aggressive, and though Lamb and were able to use them to save little sisters when their big daddy's fell, or recover the ADAM that was lost, but they never were intended to be used for this.
"I really don't know, I mean, I could come up with a million reasons why it would be unlikely to work…but nothing saying that it wouldn't." Professor Darian responds skeptically, scratching his chin, looking for reasons why he should know it would fail if tried.
"Then it is settled! Look through the Big Sisters recorded records, ADAM recovered, little sisters saved, and splicers eliminated, everything, and then choose a prime candidate!" responds proudly, as if it was a determined fact that he would succeed.
Professor Darian sighed, finding it not worth complaining, as he simply walks out of the lab, knowing it will be a long day.
The Big Sister designated, Zeta, had just dropped off the Little Sister she found in Paupers drop, at the Little Sister Orphanage in Fontaine Futuristics lab. Paupers Drop was the area she was assigned to watch for splicers, keep an eye out for Little Sisters who gathered there, and just watch out for trouble. She started to walk out of the orphanage, having dropped off the sister, and wanting to get back to work.
As she exited into the halls, she started to pick up the pace, heading for the exit. She passed many splicers and scientists on her way, all being wary and kept their distance. As they should, since Big Sisters were known for their violence, but Zeta knew better. Although she won't say that Big Sisters are just soft on the inside and just need a hug, but they aren't mindless beasts ready to kill at any moment, just really aggressive, and some would say…easily provoked. The fact that you were assigned to protect Little Sisters, and almost anyone who wanted ADAM would end up going after them, usually meant you fight and kill everyone you meet.
Though, Zeta, having enjoyed her jobs as much as any other Big Sister, she always had a feeling of…emptiness. She remembered her days with her protector, the days filled with angels, bad men, and Mr. B. She shivered, remembering the days of endless screaming, of repeated tests and surgeries, the days filled with horror as she went from a Little Sister, to a Big Sister. Though when she became a Big Sister, she felt little but rage, wanting, and a curious feeling. Though, she always felt like something was missing, that something she needed was gone. No one would know about how she felt, her reputation made sure of that.
Zeta had earned who own nickname among the splicers that served the family, since she had recovered most of the little sisters ever taken from Paupers Drop; a record 12 had been taken. She recovered all 12 of them, unharmed, and killed ever splicer responsible; thus earning the nickname, "The Reclaimer".
None of this matters to Zeta though, the scientists, the Families followers, or even the Mother. None of them mattered, and higher up problems didn't matter. All that matters is that she gets her job done. What some of the Monsters, what the Mother Lamb calls, 'Splicers' or the family, think about her, doesn't matter.
She continues down the hall, her diving suit and long harvester needle, and the cage on her back, filled with 12 different colored bows she carried only seemed to confirm her deadly reputation. Everyone steered cleared of her, everyone except for one strange looking scientist, standing in the middle of the hallway, looking at her. She stopped about 5 ft. away from him, her light coming from her porthole was already red, but it seemed to glow even brighter.
"Are you Subject Zeta…?" The strange scientist asked, as Zeta turned her head slightly, a little confused on how this scientist knew her. She did know that the scientists here served the mother lamb, but she had no recollection of talking to any of them.
She nods slowly, keeping her eyes out for trouble; as the scientist nods, looking at the ground before sighing. He looks back up again.
"I would like you to come with us for our experiment, we have permission from Doctor Lamb, and so it shouldn't be a problem. Please follow me." The strange scientist stated, as he turned to walk away.
Very confused, and not even knowing what she was doing, she stepped forward, following the strange scientist. She thought about many things at that moment…but only one thought remained certain, something was about to change…