Shout out to Big Sister K and SubjectDeltaBubz for reviews. Also, I know I put the hurt/comfort category on this, but this isn't going to be TOO depressing and angsty. Enjoy!

When I awoke, the first thing I noticed was how exhausted my body was. The second thing was the pressure of a metal object against my forehead.

A gun!

"Who are you?" A deep but calm voice asked.

I gulped down air, "My name's Eleanor Lamb." The voice scoffed.

"Should I believe you?" He asked rhetorically. "Are you from…there?"

I supposed he was talking about my home. "Rapture? Yes." A grunt.

"How long have you been here?" I didn't understand. "On the surface girl!" Sweat started to bead my forehead, "Since yesterday evening." I replied

"We're lucky no one found you…" He muttered to himself. "And them? What are they doing here?"

He was talking about the sisters, "I had to save them. They would have died." Silence at this. HE was apparently confused.

"Turn around." I was wary to move. "Now!"

As I flipped around, I took my chance. What Father had taught me, was to survive. No matter the cost. A human life would be a minor sacrifice.

My hand started to glow white hot, and a burst of fire flew straight into the man's face. He backed away, but as I expected him to die, he instead recovered. The flame dissipated and I saw a familiar face. One I had only seen on posters, or heard from my mother.

"J-Jack Ryan???" The man looked surprised.

"You know me?" He said, now holding his own hand up. I watched as his fingers curled inward. It was similar to the way Father held his Telekinesis.

"You truly think that would work on me?" I said proudly. His face showed no emotion. "I think it just might"

Out of nowhere, a sudden blast of air hit me with amazing force. I was thrown all the way back unto the island with the lighthouse.

What was that!?!

The next thing I knew, the man was standing right in front of me. Immediately, rocks from the island were hurled around me, with my use of Telekinesis. Take this!

They flew towards him.

And went right trough him, straight into the ocean. He stood there for a few more seconds. A grin appeared on his face, and then, the body of Jack Ryan disappeared.

Only then did I notice he had never left his spot. "Decoy. Clever…"

But Eleanor did not want to fight this man. Even though her Mother had worshiped the man, Eleanor didn't feel that he saved Rapture, quite as much as started a new era for it. Andrew Ryan's ideals were insane, especially as the end came.

"Jack Ryan! I don't want to fight you! I need you just as much as you need me!"

He scoffed again, "And why in God's name do I need you?"

I smiled, "Because…You obviously don't want the world to know about Rapture quite yet-"

"Never girl, never!" He interrupted.

"-And I have no wishes to return to that god-forsaken place. And what would you do with the Sisters? Kill them? We both know you're not that kind of man!"

His face stayed hard, but then his eyes dropped and he took on a sad tone, "How can I be that kind, when I am not a man at all" His face hardened again.

"Come on…Eleanor Lamb. I'll hear your story." This made me smile.

As I got back to the bathysphere, the Sisters came out, "Is it safe now Mommy?" I nodded to the girl who had asked with a smile. "We're safe now. We're in good hands."

"What about him?" Jack said, pointing at the body of Father.

I swallowed my sadness, my eyes wetting and said, "He's…he's expired. We'll leave him here."

Jack observed him again, "What was a Big Daddy doing on the side of your bathysphere?"

Tears came to my eyes, and I couldn't stop them, "He…He was…I'll tell you when we get to safety"

Jack analyzed me, with what seemed to be pity, but only replied, "All right. Now would you kindly get in this boat?"

Jack had apparently got here on a small boat, but seemed to be able to hold us all. I grabbed my helmet as the last of the Sisters got on.

"Wait!" One of the girls said. I didn't stop her as she ran over to Father and bent over his face. I couldn't see what she was doing, as her back was turned to me. When she came back, she was held down by a weight.

She climbed aboard and lifted something up to me.

It was his helmet.