AN: Here is the next chapter! Sorry this chapter is kind of short as well, I'm still trying to get all of the introductions out of the way. Oh and do you think that this fic could be rated M?
"Elena Rodriguez."
My left hand twitched at the sound of my name being uttered. It had been so long since I heard that name…I had almost forgotten it. But does it really matter who I am or what my name is? To them all I am is sick twisted lab experiment. Although I hate being called an experiment I do agree with them on one thing. I am sick and twisted. I just can't get over the rush I feel whenever I kill something, weather it be something as small as a rat or something man sized like a Splicer.
I really loved killing the Splicers.
Every couple of days the scientist would throw a Splicer in my little quarantine cell to test my fighting abilities. I loved watching the fear and pain in their eyes as my bare right hand tore into their stomachs. I love grabbing at their intestines and ripping them out of the warm confines of their bodies and holding them up to their eyes so they could watch as I consumed them greedily. Splicers are full of ADAM after all and as this…ghoulish ADAM carrying hybrid I still hunger for it.
I just like to play with my food as much as possible before their eyes dull and they fade into the great Rapture in the sky.
"Elena Rodriguez?" There was that damn voice again. Couldn't those damn idiot scientist let me have a moment of piece? And why were they calling by my name? They usually call me by the serial number that was branded on my left thigh.
Subject 001.
"What do you want?" I rasped out. My voice was scratchy, double toned, and hoarse. I haven't used it in months.
Well I do laugh hysterically when I slaughter my little Splicer playmates but I suppose that didn't count.
"How would you like to wander about Rapture freely?" My golden yellow eyes widened. Were they serious? The prospect of being able to go wherever I want and kill whatever I want was very exciting to me indeed. There were so many places to go in Rapture that haven't seen yet and so many things that I haven't killed yet. But I've already come to learn that nothing in Rapture is free. The only reason why I even get to kill something every other day is because I bribed one of the scientist…with my body. I honestly didn't see what the big deal was, it did feel kind of good but it wasn't that good. Maybe it was the fault of the person I was doing it with? Anyway the point is that I really only need to 'eat' once a week to survive but I get bored.
"I would like that…very much. What do I have to do?" I said excitedly.
"Just a couple of months of physical conditioning and training..." A couple of months? I was thinking do whatever you want with me and then let me do whatever the hell I want tomorrow but the prospect of freedom was just to much to shoot down.
"Okay." I said as innocently as possible even though they already knew I was anything but. Hmmm, someday close to the present I'll lead a parade around Rapture. I'll slaughter people upon the floats I sit upon. The bystanders will all shout and scream…
As blood rains down upon them.