AN: Once again here is the next chapter. Review please! I'm desperate.
Eleanor's Darkness
Slaughter House
Eleanor teleported into the bathysphere and quickly entered the backroom. She walked over to the Gatherer's Garden, there was no way of telling if anyone had tampered with it. It didn't matter, she just couldn't risk the chance of a Splicer getting to the main land. The world will soon know the power of plasmids, just not through an accidental slip up like this. Eleanor walked into her bed room and picked up the necklace that was sitting on the nightstand and stared at it. It was an ethereal rune that stood for inheritance, her mother had given it to her as a symbol of inheriting her life's work. Eleanor put on the necklace, who knows, maybe she would inherit her mother's life's work. She also slipped into her Big Sister suit and put her helmet on, she couldn't risk anyone seeing her face.
She picked up a back pack in hopes of trying something out. She concentrated on her Big Sister suit and it disappeared in a puff of purple smoke. Eleanor was pleased to feel a weight in her back pack. She concentrated on her left arm and her ADAM needle appeared within her sleeve in a swirl of purple. She couldn't afford to take the time to change in and out of her Big Sister suit when needed and sometimes she would probably only need the weapon instead of the entire suit.
Her Big Sister suit appeared on her person yet again and she prepared to walk out of the vessel. Eleanor stopped as she was about to leave the bathysphere. She still had vast amounts of ADAM left in her system so why not just buy out the Gatherer's Garden machine? Eleanor walked over to the machine and bought every plasmid every tonic and every upgrade that went along with them. Eleanor's right hand began to shake and her body started to spasm. Her skin shifted from a fiery lava, to an icy frost, to an infested bee hive, to an over charged power plant. Her skin returned to normal but a fierce wind began to swirl around her body.
The power she felt… It felt like she would be able to do anything, the power was so intoxicating. Her god like transformation hit its peak as she let out a blood curtailing screech that was not unlike a Big Sister's and sent a power surge all through out the ship, bursting light bulbs and shorting out electrical appliances. She fell to her hands and knees and took a moment to catch her breath.
It was time to get to work.
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"What the hell was that?"
"Chester, how the hell should I know?" Chester glared at his friend through the darkness.
"Shut up Justin, I just wanted to know what the hell that was. The power's still off and all the damn light bulbs are busted, you think we should go turn on the emergency power?"
"That's not our job bro, we are suppose to be serving the guest. Just help calm everybody down. Let the ones that are actually trained to handle electrical appliances do it. We don't need you going and electrocuting yourself."
"Shut up." Chester looked into the night sky. He couldn't help but feel like something was terribly wrong.
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"Hey, you almost done in there Arnold?"
"Shut up Victoria, something strange is going on around here. The circuit box its…melted."
"Wait, what?" Victoria took the flashlight from Arnold's hands and scooted him out of the way. The circuit box itself looked ok but when she opened it all the switches and wiring were cooked.
"What the… What the hell is going on?" asked Victoria, what the hell could have caused this?
"I don't know but without this box we can't restore power."
"So what your saying is that we're just suppose to sail blind!"
"We're not exactly sailing blind, we still have our radar systems."
"Yeah but the passengers don't know that! You now how passengers are, they start to panic!"
"Victoria right now you're the one that's panicking!"
Victoria stopped her rant and looked to the ground, ashamed and embarrassed of herself.
"Right now we just need to calm down."
"Sorry…I'm just a little stressed…" Victoria looked to where Arnold was to find that he wasn't there. She looked around the room and found only darkness.
"Arnold…?" Victoria aimed her flashlight in the dark crevices of the basement.
"Arnold this isn't funny…" Victoria said knowing full well that Arnold was not the kind to joke around. She walked deeper into the bowels of the ship. She started seeing shapes of things that weren't really there. She was getting scared out of her mind.
"Arnold where are you!" Victoria yelled, then tripped over something. She fell into a puddle of something…warm. She shinned her flashlight on the warm gooey substance it looked kind of like…
"…Blood?" She shined her flashlight on the object that she stumbled over. Her eyes widened and she screamed.
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"What the hell now?"
Victoria came running out of the basement of the ship. She ran into the cockpit of the ship and started talking hysterically and crying her eyes out.
"Victoria? VICTORIA!"
"Brian he's dead, Arnold's dead!" Victoria finally said as she cried her eyes out.
"What do you mean he's dead, are you hurt?" Brian was second in command of the ship, when the captain had his hands full with something else all concerns would be relayed to him. He had no idea what was going on around here, first this freak electrical surge and now one of the mechanics comes back covered in blood in hysterics saying that one of there men is dead.
"He's DEAD! His head w-was almost completely s-severed f-from his b-body." Brian looked to the rest of the crew inside the room. There eyes were all wide with surprise and fear. Brian looked back to Victoria.
"Victoria is this some kind of-"
"NO! You no damn well I don't joke!"
The ship rocked as an explosion went off on its right side. Captain Curtis had stopped his navigation of the ship to look out the window. He saw… something, it was zipping past people at break neck speed and then its victims would fall over with their intestines spilled on the ground. People were being set on fire randomly, some were electrocuted, and others were waving their hands in the air as if fighting off some invisible foe.
"My God…"
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"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!"
"HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW!"
Chester and Justin were to simply put it, scared out of their minds. They had no idea what the heck was going on, all around them people were being electrocuted randomly, and others spontaneously combusted.
"Ok, ok, Justin round up as many people as you can and try to get them to the life boats."
"Ok-"
Just as Justin replied Chester went wide eyed and told his friend to looked over to life boats just in time to see them be engulfed in great fireball. The fire continued down the path to the next boat and the next. They looked to their left to see the same happen to the others.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Justin was about to lose it. He had never seen so much carnage in one place.
"Mommy!" Chester looked to his right to see a frightened little girl, lost in the sea of people, desperate to get off of the ship. Chester for all intents and purposes could not leave a child alone, it just wasn't in his nature. As he pushed and shoved through the sea of people to get to the child he absently noticed something strange move in the corner of his eye, Chester just dismissed it as another passenger and pushed on. Just as he was about to reach the child, the girl was cut down. Her head was severed from her body and her body dropped to the ground , still in a spasm.
"AHHHH!" Chester dropped to the ground and backpedaled away. The sheer brutality. What the hell was causing all of this? All of this was defiantly not natural. A figure dropped in front of Chester, it appeared to be wearing some sort of diving suit. The visor glowed with a strange red light and it looked to be carrying a sword in its left hand.
"You…, YOU! You're the one that caused all of this aren't you? Why? Why the hell did you do it?" Chester looked at the dead body of the child and started to cry. So much carnage and death surrounded the two yet they seemed to have their own little pocket of peace.
Eleanor looked at the boy passively, she considered cutting him down but there was something strange about the boy. All that actually saw her face to face, well face to mask, had froze in fear because of the sheer power coming off of her. Yet he ignored it and of all things started to berate her. Maybe… he could be useful for something. Eleanor picked up Chester by his collar and slammed his head against a nearby wall, knocking him unconscious. She then while carrying him jumped up to the highest point of the ship. With one wave of her hand all of the guests, all of the rooms and everybody in them caught on fire. The screams were music to Eleanor's ears. Eleanor looked ahead of her to see that the ship was just about to crash into the docks that it was scheduled to board.
'Perfect.'
AN: Review! And tell me if I went a little to far in this chapter. If so I'm boosting this up to an M Rating.