ADAM Of The Blood
Chapter One:
What started it all...
Eleanor watch her stressing, agitated sister pace around the lobby they were in, "Calm down Maria, you'll attract mother-"
"Wrong!" The suited and armored Big Sister yelled, waving her arms, her helmet grasped in her clawed right hand and the long needle/blade waving as well. It made the slightly older Eleanor duck out of the way. The Sister's yellow shined eyes wide in a mix of feelings from terrified, confusion and worry.
"It's not wrong." Eleanor insisted, "It'll be a good backup plan. Don't you want to help me sister?"
The full fledged Big Sister, Maria as the other teen had called her, paused her prowl like paces and looked back. Unlike Splicers, Sister (big or little) weren't affected be the cosmetic damages of the ADAM them both absorbed and ingested. So Maria's face was that of about 18, though had a more unearthly grayish tone of someone who lived most of their life with a slug implanted in their stomach. Her rusty red hair had been hacked short for when she was first sealed into the Big Sister Helmet, thanks to her slug in some odd way her hair had grown out several times and only this last time had she made a fuss about it being cut. Sophia Lamb had aloud it (it may have had something to do with the fact Maria was waving her upgraded gather's needle around and fire-balling things in the kind of temper that made all the local Splicer's flee), even combing it out herself and putting it in a flat 'fold,' tied with a shorter ribbon than what was used for the Little Sister's in order for the helmet to fit over without caching.
That of course had three other Big Sisters wanting the same treatment before going up to the surface world, leaving Eleanor with this opportunity. Because one didn't really mess with somewhat unstable hormone addled teenagers that could do as much damage to the world as a very upset Big Daddy that didn't like you.
Eleanor grabbed Maria's left hand, and the Sister stilled, not wanting to impale the other teen despite the half request, half order. "Sister, it won't kill me."
"But it's wrooooong...!" Maria whined frowning, "You're not an angel, you're Big Sister Eleanor! I can't-"
The dark haired teen interrupting, "Yes you can. Don't you want father, daddy back?"
Maria shifted uncomfortably, shuffling her feet and turning her yellow shined eyes down. Mumbling something under her breath that was an agreement. "But I'll be hurting you..."
"I'll heal." Eleanor said, carefully controlling her face, "I'm still a Sister, just like you, just like the others, I have the 'squishy' thing inside. I'll heal." The first Sister ever made reached up and hugged the Big Sister, "I need you Maria."
It was true, Maria, though a Big Sister was one of the first generation of the Big Sisters ever made. Eleanor knew that meant her 'sister' had more mental lucidity than others of her kind. The Little Sister and Big Sister programming clashing and almost canceling out each other. That's what the dark haired teen needed and was hoping to crack, or try to, what metal conditioning was left over.
"Please?" Eleanor ask, reaching out through that empathy link she had with all sisters and nudged and pushed until Maria gave a defeated sigh.
Dropping her helmet, Maria used her now freehand to hold onto Eleanor's shoulder. The older teen managed not to gasp as she was half impaled a moment later. The jar attached to the Big Sister's needle started filling with fresh blood before Maria jumped back and away. Watching nervously until Eleanor forced a smile after her slug healed her.
"See? All better," Eleanor lifted her blood stained dress to show her unmarred stomach, "Don't drink that ADAM Maria, absorb it. You'll know what to do when you get back."
Maria just stood there, shifting and looking guilty in a way that made Eleanor glad the Big Sister would have her helmet on when she saw the 'mother' of the Rapture Family. Eleanor bent to swoop out the dropped helmet, hearing the telltale sound of the Big Sister absorbing the new ADAM, for a moment she stared at the helmet in her hands. Feeling the longing for her father as she was reminded of Delta's armor. Lost for a moment in memories of the days wandering around in the city in the hazy artificial, happy daze of the Little Sister's world, thriving in her father's love...Eleanor was started with the helmet's owner took it back and up it back on.
Eleanor shook herself mentally, "You'll know what to do when you get back." She said with confidence.
The fully armored Big Sister wavered for a moment, sorting out some of the stronger memories from the ADAM she just got. Maria shook herself, the yellow porthole looking at Eleanor before Maria teleported away.
Eleanor very quickly ran off to change and get rid of the now bloody dress she had on.
A very quiet and thoughtful Big Sister rode up alone in a bathysphere to the surface. She had gotten last minute order to retrieve a specific girl, something odd in itself since thus far the elder Sisters had been giving free range to pick who they thought would be a 'good little girl that gathers.' Spending a few days watching to be sure, but not this time... the Mother of The People had told Maria where to go and who to get in addition to the other three soon to be Little Sisters she was supposed to.
Maria pulled out her blue crayon from the improvised holding spot under a strap on her left arm, she absent mindedly doodled on the metal on her left forearm, slowly sorting out her new ADAM given memories. Fleeting snippets of being with a Big Daddy- not hers, Eleanor's? Working in engineering. One individual with blind faith, another a desire for power and yet another willing to do anything for the city... to name a few things. It all cycled back to Eleanor's Daddy again by the time the Bathysphere broke the surface and opened into the night air.
After she was done here- so not to raised suspicions, Maria would help Eleanor...yet something snapped in the back of the Big Sister's mind and the world as she saw it wasn't quite so hazy anymore.