1970
Underneath the Atlantic Ocean, City of Rapture
Exact Location, Unknown
Everything was blasted into motion for me as a body fell into the small pool of water, which was apparently electrified as I gasped for air. I immediately bolted to a sitting position, clutching my chest tightly as my heart began pumping again. Opened my eyes, but it seemed that only one would actually open on command. I felt my other eye open, but... I couldn't see a damn thing! My free slowly reached up, trying to find the source of the problem, and found that a large portion of skin and fat from my brow had drooped off and hung over my eye. My heart began to beat wildly out of fear, hurting every single second.
How long has it been? How long since I "died", and that bitch Lamb stole my wife's body? Rage washed over me as I scrambled to a standing position, my naked feet hidden beneath the muddy water. My once-pristine clothes were now roughly ripped apart, and the faint marks on my skin that were on my skin years ago turned into dense scars, and my hands... my hands were shaking like mad, obviously itching to be fed with ADAM and EVE. Looking down at the water, I could briefly see my reflection; it was as if I was one of them, something I despised so much for the death of everyone I cared about. Shaking off that thought, I trudged through the water, finally reaching the stairs and discovering where I was: Dimitri's old laboratory. Destroyed and dilapidated, the place was no more a haven for the old doctor, a place to rummage for ADAM and EV-
EVE! That's right, Dimitri had kept a secret storage space for EVE hypos, in case someone needed them! I had only hoped that no one else had taken them yet as I used an inhuman strength to throw Dimitri's desk behind me. A small safe was embedded into the wall, in the corner; there was no time to hack it, so instead I simply tore off the lock like it was paper to reveal four Hypos, untouched. Joy and relief came onto my face as I grabbed one and eagerly prepped it. I needed that sensation back; one that would grant me powers of a god . . . I needed it so bad . . .
With a final deep, anticipated breath, I violently drove the needle into my arm. A short cry of pain came out as blood ran over my thin arm, and I slowly injected the blue liquid into my system. A sigh of pleasure coursed through me as the effects quickly took place. My veins glowed bright blue, and I felt my arms getting back to their normal size as bones cracked and muscles inflated. I screamed out loud, falling to my knees as sight slowly returned to my right eye, the skin tightening back up as electricity shocked me awake just before I would pass out. I cackled madly as power coursed through my veins, feeling my eyes light with a blue fire. With a swift movement, I slammed my right hand onto the floor and unleashed a strong current of electricity throughout the room, creating a fantastic light-show as I crackled with power.
"ARGH!" I roared in pain, finally remembering my objective. Lamb; that Lamb bitch. I have to kill her and get Violeta back. Turning around, I bolted through the room and out into the halls, running my fingers along and lit up the small space as I laughed with joy. When I did so, I heard the surprisingly still functional loudspeakers boom throughout the halls when I heard a familiar voice . . .
"Hello, Mark. How are you doing? Very vell, I hope," the Russian accent resounded through the speaker. Dimitri was still alive...
I said nothing in hopes of getting him to speak more, and my wish came true. "Very soon, an Alpha vill arrive to the holding cells; I vould like to ask a favor of you... as he cures the Little Sisters of their disease, a Big Sister vill come. She vill attempt to kill Jas- Delta; I vant you to stop her before this happens."
Breathing in deeply, I know I had already made my choice before he finished explaining. I darted down the hall, growling quietly and clenching my fists for an oncoming fight . . . with Delta. Skidding to a stop as I caught two figures out of the corner of my eye past a window, I peered through it. A large, hulking man with a diving suit on stood there, giant metal drill in one hand and Electro Bolt in the other. That must be Delta; the other was obviously Dimitri, but I vanished just as Delta looked towards the Plexiglas window. I came upon a big, expansive room, which was filled to a breaking point with large helmets. This was where they outfitted the Alpha and Prototype series . . . as I stood in awe, I slowly remembered what I needed to do. Climbing up the nearest wall like a damned Spider Splicer, I quickly reached the generator at the top. Small, but obviously in good working condition, it was the power source that sealed the cell doors shut. But what would happen if I turned off that power . . . ? A sickening cackle rose from my throat as I "summoned" the electricity from the machine and into my own body.
My body shook as I drained the generator dry, and I could faintly hear the low rumbling of all the Prototypes that were being released. Explosions rocked the halls and cells, and I could briefly see the lingering shadow of Beta.
"Please, you must get them all back, Jason!" Dimitri exclaimed, staying just behind Delta as the Alpha strode out into the room. Jason? Why was he calling him that? Shrugging off the thought, I cracked my fingers as I looked down from my perch and towards Delta.
"Ooi, boyo..."