Author's Note

Hi! Okay, sorry about not updating, but as promised, I'll be dishing these things out like crazy all winter break, which I'm finally on! :D I just got my Christmas tree today, and I'm really excited. Oh, I don't own Bioshock, but I do own my OCs. Eh, I think that's it. Anyway, on with the story! Enjoy!

My drill rips through another splicers skull as Violet and I tear through this ugly horde of misfits.

This. Is. For. Anna. I say in my mind with every swing. I hear Violet tear another one down with her drill as bolt of electricity streaks out of my hand, hitting a small puddle where it sends a spider to its knees. Apparently the voltage was too high for it, and the head, mask and all, go bursting everywhere, like an over-sized raspberry. The spiders cover their heads with their arms as blood and whatever the hell else a splicer has in their head goes all over the place. I waste no time into ramming into them, sending the bastards flying. They hit the walls, bones crunching and hooks fallen. Violet and I have the upper hand the entire fight, and they start to realize that about halfway through. As their numbers start to dwindle, we grit our teeth and pull on through, grinding down to the last one. He takes a shock to the chest, a drill to the face, and a round or two of my tommy gun. Violet and I watch him fall, then share a look and silent nod. But a maniacal laugh averts our gaze to the ceiling, where the splicer from earlier hangs from his hooks.

"You killed group? You reputation burn to ground!" he laughs madly, crawling to the door.

"Ms. Loraine hear about this! Hear about this most definitely she will!" he yells as he crawls across the top of the door.

(Violet's POV)

Dean starts his drill again and turns slightly, ready to go after him.

I put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

"No." I say softly, looking steadily at the floor.

He gazes at me, not saying anything, then stops his drill.

"I could've killed him." he murmurs.

"I know." I reply, then take my helmet off and keep walking.

After a moment off silence, "What's up with you?" is all he can ask.

"Nothing. Why do you always ask that?"

"I dunno. You always seem to have something wrong with you." he replies, lights turning to green.

To my surprise, I'm not mad. " I do?" I ask, rather high-pitched.

"Yeah, kinda like you gotta stick up your ass."

I turn to him, a little aggravated.

He puts his hands up in his defense. "Hey! It's a term."

"And what does it mean?"

"I really don't know, but it sounds cool."

"Um, not answering that." I reply, turning away and starting to walk again.

We walk like that, talking about random things, Dean mostly messing things up with how really an idiot he is.

But I happen to see something and stop.

"Well, there ya go." I point.

"Uhhhhhhhh that's a clock thingy right?" Dean tries to scratch his head, but fails as his drill hits the steel bars wrought on the back of his helmet.

"I- uh" he replies.

"You knew that was there?" I guess, from, well past experience with his idiocricy.

"...yeah..." he says softly.

"Okay, well if you bang on the- what the hell is that!" I stop in mid sentence when I see two small feet hanging from the hole.

"Well that would be Lily." Dean says simply, then pushes the feet into the hole.

"...Not asking... Anyway, bang on the gold and another little sister pops out." I say ushering him to bang on it.

"Why do I want another little sister? I'm trying to save mine, not get another one."

"Well you kinda have to, its your job."

He looks at me a moment, then bangs on the metal with a sigh. A small head pops out immediately. Dean picks her up and puts him on his shoulder.

"My name is Terra, Mr. Bubbles." she says softly.

"Okay, well my name's not Mr. Bubbles. Its Dean." he replies.

"Den? "

"Dean."

"Bean?"

"DEAN."

"Deen."

"D-E-A-N"

"Dean?"

"Yeah."

"Mr. Bubbles?"

"Dammit kid!"

"Terra."

"Be nice to her Dean!" I tell him after biting my lip to stop from laughing.

"I'm trying!" he replies.

"I'm ready for dream time Mr. Dean."

"Not now ki-Terra, and its not Mr.- arg hell with it."

"Dean she needs to collect adam. Its her job."

"So I'm supposed to collect little sisters and she collects adam?"

"...something like that. Now lets go."

"Big sister. Big sister now." Terra says quietly.

"No my name's Violet." I reply with a smile.

"Violet?" she asks, amazed.

"Oh ha ha. So it takes you five times to get mine and hers once?" Dean asks, irritated.

"Dean! Shut the hell up and keep moving!" I tell him as I keep walking, putting on my helmet.

2 Adam trips later

(Dean's POV)

"One more?" I ask, tired and blood soaking.

"Yes yes, once more." Terra says, running excitedly in front of me with a huge smile, gun in her hand. I shiver as I see the long needle.

"Still hating them needles, eh crap face?"

We all turn to see a small girl standing there, her arms crossed.

"Anna!" Violet and I yell.

"Hi Terra." she waves slightly at Terra and she waves slightly back.

"Okay, but the alpha has already taken me on 3 adam trips and that usually is about the time they save you. So at the next clock I'm a goner. I ran ahead of him, but he's around here somewhere. So expect a fight at any sec-" a huge figure drops down behind Anna, cutting her short.

She looks down, too scared to look up, and sucking her bottom lip slightly.

"That's him, isn't it?" she says softly.

We nod.

The alpha reaches down and picks Anna up, getting ready to fight.

"Watch the dress asshole!" Anna yells at him as she is put on his back.

Ignoring Anna's remarks, the alpha starts up his drill and starts charging towards me. I pick up Terra and her to Violet, shoving them both back as I charge towards the alpha as well.

Its on.

Sorry it took so long! Expect more really soon. R&R!