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The truck swerved and bumped and rumbled along. Through all of the moments in my life I have never been more terrified. Once I thought it was safe to relax a bit, the truck swerved and I almost fell out. Sometimes the truck stopped and it thought it was safe but NO. It just lurched along bringing me closer to a horrifying death. I have made up my mind. I HATE trucks. Just then the truck swerved right, and my boot popped out of the sheet. The truck then slowed down and the ride got a little smoother. Finally the metal beast came to a sputtering stop. I heard the car doors open. I could hear the little girl's voices as well as Eleanor asking 'where are we?' or 'is daddy okay?' The sheet was untied and it was pulled off. I sat up immediately and let out an agitated grunt. Lamb just stood at the end of the truck.
"We all heard you." She turned away. "Now I must leave. You will take care of Eleanor. Goodbye Subject Delta." She stood to the side as I got of the 'truck bed' or as I call it 'hell on wheels'. As soon as I got down she was gone. Did she teleport? No I remember she didn't use any ADAM. I walked to the side only to hear the animalistic rumbling again the truck started to move and wheels turned. The truck moved backwards then turned left and sped off. Good riddance you terrifying truck bed monster. I turned to the girls who were also dumbfounded as I am. Eve, With her clay brown hair and dirty red dress ran foreword and latched onto my leg.
"Oh daddy! I heard you tumbling around in the back part of the thing! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" she exclaimed. I picked her up and sat her on my shoulder. I gave a curt nod and turned to see a large building. Not a sea-scraper, but a much small more homely looking place.
"Daddy it's a house! But whose is it?" I gave a little shrug. There was only one light on in the entire house from what I could see through the windows. Eleanor came over and she held my hand.
"Daddy pick me up too!" Lillian shouted, she had olive skin, chocolate brown eyes, and long dark brown hair tied with an ivory ribbon in a low pony tail. I picked her up as instructed and she climbed on my back.
"Father, this man is supposed to be from Rapture but how do we know for sure? And how will he react to you?" I again gave a shrug. The house was on top of a hill and Lamb had stranded us at the bottom. There was a paved road that led up to the house. We all started trekking up the hill. I ended up with Eve, Lillian, Hannah and Cindy on my back. The rest trudged on through the dark to the top of the hill. Finally, I got to the top. Eleanor stood a couple feet away. We continued walking to the door.
"Wait, father what if mother got the wrong address?" she asked standing in front of me. I realized that I still had the crayon and notepad with me. I wrote 'if he sees me and is scared then he is not from Rapture' I showed it to her. She read it and then looked at me in a sort of mad way.
"Father any normal person would be scared to see you in the middle of the night." She said.
I wrote 'Exactly'.
Eleanor sighed. "Go ahead then father, knock on the door." I nodded and walked up a couple stairs. My footsteps weren't too quiet. Well you know I am a big daddy. I stepped up to the door with a warped stained glass window lined with metal in it and banged twice. It felt like I was banging on a little sister vent. On accident I let out a loud groan like all the times I had with Eleanor to get her to wake up. Oops, sorry force of habit.
Switching P.O.V
I sat down in my velvet faded red armchair. I took a sip of the stale brandy from the glass in my hands. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. The girls were asleep, the dog was asleep, Hell even the fish looked like they were sleeping! Of course they would be it 3 in the morning. But, recently I've been having night-mares. The kind that you would wake up in cold sweat screaming at the top of your lungs. They've always been about 'that place', the place I was born in, were I killed my own father. The dream is always the same. I'm back and I'm running from something I didn't turn back but I just kept running. I would soon trip over some rubble or an obscure corpse and fall flat on my face. I would turn around to face a strange, tall big daddy. It had a drill but it was not a bouncer. It had an oval visor that at the moment shone a hellish red. It had a heavy canvas diving suit and a harness. A metal thing hung from ropes attached to its bloody helmet. One of its gloved hands was on fire. The thing would start charging at me and right when its drill would tear my face to ribbons I woke up screaming. I could still hear the things heavy metal footsteps as if they were right outside my door.
Waaait. I snapped my eyes open. Two loud and distinctive bangs echoed throughout the house. Followed by a deep menacing, animalistic groan that could only be made by … Oh no.
I stood up my brandy fell to the ground and the glass broke. I could see an ominous yellow glow that shone through the bulletproof glass lined with lead. I ran up stairs. I could already hear the girls who had obviously heard it and were already up. Ivy ran foreword in her light green night gown, red frizzy hair flying everywhere.
"Jack! What's happening! Did you try to trick us again?" I shook my head. I too got my vocal chords mutated, but I got mine fixed to the point where I can speak, but it sounds very deep and dark. I can if I want to moan like a big daddy. I do that to make sure the girls are still alert in case of an emergency.
"Cellar!" I said. The girls were used to it though and it has gotten better. It actually sounds somewhat human now. Maria stormed out of her room.
"Jaack! I was sleeping!" She said. Her long black hair went to her waist. She was the drama queen of the family, but she was very beautiful.
"Maria it wasn't him! Someone here!" Ivy said. "Come on we have to hide!"
Three more loud echoing bangs rang out through the house.
"Go! Get all the girls in the cellar! Hurry!" I shouted. The rest of the girls came out of their rooms. I have five girls and I will protect them with my life. They gave me a chance so gave them one as well. I ran to my 'museum' or what the girls call it. No one outside of my family is aloud in there. There is a genetic key on the side of the door, and only people who have been exposed to ADAM can enter. I touched the key and a light on top of the door flashed green. The door slid open and a stairway was revealed. I made my way down the stairs and entered the basement of the house. I could hear the girls running down the steps in their bare feet. They ducked behind the stair case and opened a hidden door they each stepped into it one by one until all five girls were safe and the door swung shut. I ran to a door at the other side of the basement revealing the 'museum' It was a large room crowded with all the things from 'that place' including, the tattered dresses the girls wore when they were rescued, plasmid viles of many sorts, weapons, EVE hypos, video diaries, first aids, and much much more. In the middle of it all hung the rosie suit I wore when I battled Fontanne. I grabbed my shotgun, or some metal monstrosity that looks like a shotgun, all the upgrades have made it bigger and more powerful. I grabbed the large leather satchel and filled it up with solid slug. I grabbed Incinerate! and Electro-Bolt from the shelves and tossed it in. I grabbed some EVE hypos from the trunk full of them. I turned to leave when I spotted my rusted pipe wrench hanging on a nail on the wall. I pulled it off. The caked on blood and the rust reminded me of past battles. I swung it at a practice dummy I had bought from a car testing place. It still seemed so familiar after all these years. I left and ran up the stairs. I found myself in the hallway that leads to the living room. Two more furious bangs came from the poor wooden door. Then it banged on the door one more time and the door broke to pieces. The bullet-proof glass shattered and splinters flew everywhere.
" Father! You broke the door! I told you to stop when we saw the crack! Now look what happened!"a British voice called from the dust. Another animalistic moan came from the settling cloud as I heard the whispers of little girls. A couple grunts later I stepped out and pointed my gun at the cloud. I saw the outline of a massive creature with an oval yellow light shining through it looked around until the yellow settled on me. A short grunt came from it as the dust finally settled revealing the same big daddy I had seen in my dream with about a dozen little girls in tattered dresses hugging onto him for dear life. I saw another girl around the age of my daughters come out from behind him carrying about two little girls. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw me then an uneasy smile spread on her face.
"Hello. By any chance would you be Jack Ryan?" She asked. One of the girls jumped down from the tall metal monster and ran over to me. "Ah Isabel! Come back here!"
"But big sister! He smells like daddy! And if someone smells like daddy then they're friends of daddy!" She called back to the teenager. I lowered my gun. What the hell is going on here?
Switching back to delta P.O.V
I knocked on the door again and again. I could see them moving around inside! Why do they ignore me! I started to get annoyed and I started knocking harder. I hadn't realized Eleanor was telling me to stop and before long the door split right in two and dust went flying everywhere. I picked up all the little girls so they wouldn't get splinters on their bare feet.
" Father! You broke the door! I told you to stop when we saw the crack! Now look what happened!" Eleanor cried. I moaned and looked around in the settling dust cloud. I could barely make out the shape of a person a couple meters away. When the dust cleared, there was a man with short sandy ,curly, hair, standing with a shotgun, obviously upgraded in Rapture, pointed at me. He was wearing a red robe. And brown slippers covered his feet. I made a grunt. He doesn't look like a god. Eleanor stepped out from behind me carrying Idony and Laura.
"Hello. By any chance would you be Jack Ryan?" Eleanor asked the sandy haired man. One of the girls jumped down from my back she sniffed the air and ran to him. "Ah Isabel! Come back here!" She called
"But big sister! He smells like daddy! And if someone smells like daddy then there friends of daddy!" She called back to her. He lowered his gun. He had a very confused look on his face. Isabel, with her wavy brown hair and blue green eyes, ran foreword and curtsied.
"Hello! What's your name Mr. Ordinary!" she asked. The sandy-haired man sighed and got down on one knee. "My name is Jack, what's yours?" he said. His voice was very deep and almost big daddyish. Isabel's eyes got wide and a smile spread across her face. "Daddy! Did you hear that? He has a voice like yours!" she said as she turned to me. She sniffed the air. "And he has more big sisters! Comon guys let go say hi!" she said as she motioned to the other girls. The Man had a confused look on his face again. "Wait wha-" Before he could react Idony, Athena, Abbey, and Isabel all ran past him down the hall way. The man stood up and turned to run after then but I made a loud moan. My porthole turned a warning orange. All the girls jumped off of me.
One of them said, " please don't make daddy angry." They all spread out in the room careful to avoid any broken wood or glass. Eleanor walked over to the Jack person and said, "We have just escaped Rapture my father and I. We saved all these little ones from sisterhood. So please my father will fix your door while I fill you in on what's happened." She said. The man just sighed and went into the kitchen. He came back out with a broom and walked over to me.
"Start cleaning tin man you ruined my door." He said in a tired voice. "You," he pointed to Eleanor. "Hold on to your story for awhile. I have to make a call to someone you probably know. She called me about going down there and I let her borrow some supplies. She should be coming back soon." He said as he walked over to a telephone on a table.
Does he really expect me to clean?