John strolled down the deserted halls that lead to Rapture's scientific district. John believed that was the first place to look for Doctor Brigid Tenenbaum. Tenenbaum was a highly respected member of the Rapture. She had been the one who discovered ADAM, the genetic wonderdrug that gave its user superhuman abilities. John frowned as he walked; she was also the one who made sweet little girls into ADAM gathering little sisters. John shuddered at the thought, Donna having her childhood stolen from her, all in the name of science.
John sat and rested for a moment. He looked around the room; Rapture had changed so much in 10 years. John and his family came to Rapture in 1950; his father was a computer genius and took a job under the tutorship of Rapture's head computer engineer, Charles Milton Porter. On the surface, Paul, John's dad, worked hard to excel in everything he did. Paul came from a lower-class family in a rough part of , Missouri. Paul studied hard at high school and got a full ride to Dartmouth to study computer engineering. Paul graduated his sophomore year and started a visual design company in Virginia Beach, Virginia.
In 1949, an employee from Paul's company reported to police that Paul had been embezzling money from his investors in order to pay for the computer equipment he needed. Paul claimed the investor had not provided him with enough money to work. The police would have none of it. They came to arrest Paul Brackett, but before they could, Paul and his family had already fled to Rapture.
When they arrived in Rapture, Paul met with Andrew Ryan, the man who built Rapture. Ryan assessed Paul and put him under the leadership of Porter. The Brackett family moved into a penthouse in the Olympus Heights neighborhood of Rapture. John couldn't believe it when they first moved in, a city built under the Atlantic Ocean. Rapture was built to be free of government and moral restraints on buissness and science.
For the first two years, the Brackett family lived in relative comfort; they attended parties, shows and dinners with the elite of this underwater metropolis. However, in 1952, Brigid Tenenbaum made a scientific breakthrough, ADAM, the substance that was generated from the North Atlantic sea slug. The material behaved like stem cells, making someone faster, smarter or stronger if the stuff was injected into the system.
After the discovery, buissness man and mob boss Frank Fontaine, decided to capitalize on the discovery and made Adam products, such as plasmids, that gave you inhuman abilities. Such abilities include shooting lighting from your fingertips or telekinesis. However, shortly after the discovery of ADAM, Ryan started to regulate the plasmid buissness. In 1956, Ryan put some sanctions on Rapturian buissness. This lead to strikes and riots and worst of all, smuggling, all of which that lead to jail.
In 1958, Fontaine was killed in a shootout and many believed the chaos was over. A man who went by the name of Atlas quickly gathered a strong following. On December 31st, 1958, followers of Atlas attacked people in the Kashmir Restaurant. This lead to civil war and the fall of Rapture in 1959. In 1960, the city was in complete disarray. The only remaining sane minded people left in Rapture were Ryan, Tenenenbaum and a few others. The remaining population was either dead or splicers, deformed psychopaths whose minds had been ruined by ADAM overdose.
John's mind snapped back to reality. He looked around the room once more and stood up. He needed to find Doctor Tenenbaum. He strolled into the labs. The place was deserted. John strolled passed a chair; a gross, malformed body sat in the chair. As John investigated the body, it started to move. "Shit!" John yelled as he pulled out his revolver and pulled the trigger. Nothing came out of the barrel, the gun was jammed. "Damnit" John screamed as he desperately tried to unjam the gun. The splicer reached for a crowbar and shuffled his way towards John.
"What's wrong boy?" the splicer said mockingly, "Is your gun jammed?" John cleared the barrel and pointed the gun at the splicer. Before he could fire, the splicer charged him, knocking him to the ground. The splicer hit John several times with the crowbar. John fought back hard, he punched the splicer several times in the face. The splicer however, didn't seem phased. John could feel his nose breaking, he heard his ribs break and he could taste his own blood in his throat. His vision grew blurry, he was a goner. Or so he thought, as the splicer raised his crowbar to finish John, a gunshot roared through the room. A fist sized hole appeared in the chest of the splicer as he collapsed to the ground, dead. John tried to look up to see the shooter, but he was to weak to do so. As he blacked out, he saw the figure draw closer and kneel down right next to him.