Author's Note
Hi! Yeah, lets hope that I'm this fast every day cause I am friggin tired. Why are Christmas decorations so heavy? Anyway, I don't own Bioshock, but I do own my OCs. And to my war ends today: Thanks for noticing that, you just helped me out a lot:)
Okey dokey, I think that's it! R&R and enjoy!
They meet head on and I see Anna almost get flown forward. I look down at Terra, and she looks back up at me, eyes filled with fear. The fight then starts, their drill bash into each other, denting glasses and metal bars. The railing creaks under their weight, threatening to snap like a twig. I have to admit though, its kind of funny how Terra and I emphasize each hit with a small shudder or teeth grit. As the alpha thrusts forward, Anna comes loose and goes flying through the air. I set Terra down, then run over, catching Anna.
"Thanks." she grunts, head slightly rolling and eyes wavering. I nod with a slight sigh, then usher them out of the way of the feuding big daddies. Dean takes a bash the bars, then gives the alpha a large dent in his helmet. Dean then charges the alpha, landing a hard hit on his metal suit with his shoulder. But watching the fight brings a thought to my head as it gets more intense. Lets just say, Dean does win, and I stretch that does, he gets back Anna, but what to do with Terra? I look steadily at her as she watches the fight, hands put together under her chin. I sigh, looking around. What to do with her? My breath catches in my throat as my eyes scan the walls. A hidey hole. I know what I have to do. Its terrible and I really dont want to. But I know Dean wont lose this one.
"Terra." I kneel down and whisper after a moment. She looks at me, eyes now filled with wonder.
"Cmon." I wave my hand, and she follows me.
She doesn't notice the hidey hole as I kneel down.
"Now Terra, this is for your own good." I say quietly, picking her up and holding her in front of me.
"What?" she asks innocently.
I see my hands start to glow, the very veins surging with a golden light. I've never harvested a little sister, and never intend to. I've been taught to save them, change them back, put them into a hidey hole, send them back to that dreaded company. But I know better.
She sees the light. "No, no no." she tries pushing my hand away, but I'm stronger and finally reach her head. It lolls beneath my touch, Terra sighing slightly. The light encases her, making it so bright I can't stand to see it anymore. I break free, and when open my eyes, a small girl stands there. She dusts her dress, then looks at me, blue eyes bright.
"Thank you." she says, bowing slightly, hands together. She turns, ready to run, but I softly grab her arm.
"Actually, I think you'll be more safe with me." I say, smiling slightly.
She looks at me, but doesn't object as I pick her up and prop her on my waist.
"You're safe, no need to worry." I assure her, my voice soft and steady. She nods her head, then gasps as she sees the two big daddies. I sigh, my frown returning. I really wish she didn't see them.
"Don't worry, you're completely safe with me." I say, holding her with one hand, and taking my helmet off wit the other. She seems to understand when she sees that I'm not a robot.
Anna turns to see me, and just about faints.
"You f&in saved her? You f&in crazy?" she asks, clearly pissed off.
"Yeah, why not? Dean might win, and he'd be stuck with two little sisters."
"And a little sister and a 6 year old who just lost her memory is any better?"
"...Well..."
Anna grunts in victory. I roll my eyes; yeah, maybe I shouldn't have, but I did.
I look on at the fight, which is still raging. Both daddies are bruised, bloodied and beaten, but neither give in. They didn't seem to notice that I just saved a little sister. Unfortunately, they didn't notice the railing give an exceptionally loud creak. But I did, and so did Anna. The narrow bridge gives way in the crescendo of its moan. The alpha and Dean go down, not even hanging in air for a moment.
"DEAN!" Anna and I yell at the same time. We just look, not daring to look down, scared at what we might see. After a few moments, Anna tries to look over the side, but screams when a hand shoots up in front of her. It grips the side tightly, holding on for dear life. Neither of us can tell who it is, but we don't help. As it pulls itself up, my breath catches in my throat.
XD I love writing these things! Okay, next one out tomorrow for sure. R&R!