Chapter 1: Creature of Nightmares
Sorry about any confusion. I must have gotten some chapters mixed up when I was doing some editing. Thank you Kratos-god-slayer-101 for pointing it out.
Sister 419 was the newest model of one of the most feared cretures in Rapture. Her purpose was not to collect stolen ADAM, like her most other Big Sisters. She had only one purpose and that was to kill any Splicer that was unfortunate enough to cross her path. Rapture was going through a "transition".
The first priority was to control the Splicer population. Which is where Big Sister 419 came in. Her only job was to clear an area of all Splicers. And she was very good at her job. When she was assigned an area that was over-run with the scum, it could be assured that within the course of a week, the Splicer population would have dropped to zero.
But there were issues. Sister 419's mental state was not stable. Her mind was in a constant battle between two different persona. The more dominant was filled with rage and aggression. The only important thing was to wipe Splicers off the face of the earth. The other personality, was more passive and confused. When this persona took over, Sister 419 lost all memory of obligations and searched for answers that would always remain out of her reach.
However when this happened, 419 always felt that she was more in tune with the world around her and sometimes she would try and hold onto this feeling for as long as she could.
Today however, her passive personality was abruptly pushed aside as a scream filled the corridor. 419's eyes turned a glowering red, because she recognized that sound. It was the sound of a Little Sister crying for her Big Daddy. This meant that there were Splicer's.
Rage filled 419 as she turned on her heel and dashed towards the sound. The entire world around her blurred as she sprinted towards the screaming and the unearthly moan coming from the Big Daddy. 419 stopped abruptly at the edge of a decaying balcony looking down into a wide open hall. She surveyed the scene before her.
A Rosie was trying to defend his Little Sister, but it seemed that he was fighting a losing battle. A pack of 6 Splicers surrounded them, wielding weapons. Some were crude pipes and wrenches, but 1 held onto shotgun.
"Now!" screamed the leader of the pack and they all charged at the Big Daddy.
The Rosie managed to throw a few of them off but the leader with the shotgun was able to get close enough to place the firearm up to the window of the Rosies' dive helmet. The sound of the gun firing, the shattering of glass. She heard the shot bounce off the metal within the helmet. The sound reverberated through the hall. The Rosie fell to the floor motionless.
"Daddy" the Little Sister quietly cried, as tears began to form in her eyes, "wake up Daddy. Please wake up."
The Splicer's cried out in victory and the leader approached the crying Little Sister.
"Don't worry, girl. This won't hurt that bad." Said the lead Splicer.
This is when Sister 419's rage exploded. She leaped from the balcony and landed right on the leader. Her chainsaw roared to life as she drove it down into the Splicer's back. His blood sprayed out, covering his minions with red spots, as the saw was ripped out violently from his body. Two of the others charged at her, apparently unfazed by their leader's gory death. She rushed forward, and with one fluid motion of the saw, cut off the head of the first and drove it into the shoulder of the other. She continued driving the saw down until the Splicer's screams of agony were replaced by a small gargle.
The fourth tried to take advantage of this small opening. He rushed up to her and attempted to bash her helmet in with a steal pipe. 419 turned around quickly and kicked her. She got to her feet and looked up just in time to see a large piece of the broken floor hurtling toward her at an alarming speed. There was no time for her to dodge before it hit, crushing her body as it hit the wall.
419 turned to look for the last Splicer, only to find that he was right behind her. In his hand was the Little Sister's long needle. He lunged forward and drove the needle into her chest, penetrating a gap in her chest plating. He had thought that it would kill her, but he was dead wrong. She summoned up her energy and used her Telekinesis to force him against a wall. She forced him against the wall, her arm pushing onto his throat, and started her saw. She moved the running saw down. "You wouldn't, would you?" The Splicer said fear in his voice.
She nodded and forced the chain into his groin. He screamed as she slowly moved the saw upward. As she reached his ribs she pulled it out and the limp body fell to the floor.
As 419 walked away, she began to feel strange. Her eyesight was becoming blurred and her head began to pound. That's when she realized that the needle was still implanted in her chest. She firmly gripped it with her left hand and ripped it from her torso.
The moment the needle left her body, her mind exploded in horrible pain. Everything became blurred together and a roaring noise filled her ears, as she dropped to her knees. It felt like at any moment her head would explode leaving nothing but a soupy mess of blood, brain matter and bone inside her helmet. She grabbed the side of her helmet, threw back her head and let out a screech, so loud that any non-reinforced glass within 50 feet was shattered, before she collapsed to the floor.
