The sunlight was dimmer than the day before as Lilliann's eyes fluttered open. Her ear twitched from the warm breath that cascaded down her neck as she slowly lifted the arm from her body, making sure not to wake the man next to her. The dim lighting was bright enough for the yellows of her eyes to help her see the tiny room she was in. There was a cloth near the gate, covering the bed and Lilliann was sure he put that there after dragging her back to his cell. Beside the cloth was his crossbow, leaning against a wooden chair that was already rotting away. A smile played on her pale face as the girl looked over her shoulder at the sleeping man behind her. His shoulders glistened with sweat and softly raised with every breath he took. Her eyes slinked upward towards his face, also drenched in sweat with patches of dirt. There was slight irritation on his chin from his constantly scratching at the tiny hairs beginning to sprout. The smile on her face was still there when Lilliann leaned over, her lips just above his ear and her breath warm as she lightly whispered into it.
"I could easily stab you with your own arrow." she watched as his eyes slowly opened and he grabbed her hand.
"I understand, get dressed and grab your shit." he slowly sat up and ripped the thin sheet from their bodies, exposing them to the elements as he grabbed his clothes and threw hers to her. The two dressed in silence and then Daryl grabbed Lilliann's hand and dragged her towards the fences.
"The one right there." it was a simple routine for them: she makes a threat, she grabs her stuff, she points, he kills then the drinks and everything is fine till they start again.
The days had dragged into one another, night barely separating them anymore. We all lived in fear and tried our hardest to defend ourselves in case of another attack. I was in the cafeteria, holding the infant known as Judith while Carol gathered food for everyone and Michonne was working out. It was a silent scene and for once we were feeling relaxed. That was until Redneck's brother strolled in. He began to spit out nonsense towards the colored girl, I think he was trying to apologize for hunting her down and trying to kill her. I quietly snickered as the girl continued her aerobics and ignored the man until he left. Carol came over with the food and I quietly handed Judith over to the older woman, allowing myself enough time to follow the man.
"So that's your idea of an apology?" I asked, leaning against his cell door as he taped his bum hand.
"Well if you couldn't tell from that, I ain't so good with saying sorry."
"No really? I couldn't tell from Michonne ignoring you."
"Ha ha sugar tits, so why are you really here?"
"I can't read you,"
"What the hell you talking about?" The man shifted towards me, a strange look on his dirty face.
"Well I don't know how you'll react to certain things, you are just a loose cannon of Redneckness."
"Maybe you should try to get to know me before trying to read me."
"Maybe." With those words we left the tiny room, guns in hand and headed outside to begin our watch duties. Just as I got outside I heard Maggie call out to Rick and then a blonde girl, full of sweat and dirt was thrown into the center. I kept my gun aimed at her while the others scoped out the scene and Rick ripped away her bag and threw it to Redneck.
"Andrea?" I whispered out the words as the girl wildly looked around, fear and confusion in her eyes. Rick was the first to get her to her feet and push her towards the prison. We all met in the cafeteria, still circling the girl.
"Where's Shane?" she asked.
"Dead," I finally answered her question after everyone stared at her in silence.
"Lori?"
"She gave birth to a girl, but didn't survive." Hershel pitched in.
"T-Dog?"
"Dead," once again the word left my lips. We all stood in silence until Carol took Andrea to meet Judith while we all prepared for what was to happen next.
Andrea had her own vehicle and left the prison, hardly staying half the day. Lilliann's blind eyes stared at the wall as the doors closed and the small group headed inside. Daryl stood in front of the blind girl as Merle opened and closed the gate, fighting off any Splicers that crossed the metal fence.
"So what's going to happen now?" she asked, looking in Rick's direction.
"We prepare. We prepare for war." He said, marching inside the cement walls and out of sight.
The next day Rick was gathering Michonne and Carl for a quick trip to gather more weapons and the three were on the road. Amber was helping Beth take care of the baby while Lilliann walked around the fences, taking in how far the Splicers were. A light breeze lifted up her shirt lightly and lowered it, relieving her briefly of the scorching heat. The girl was about to turn away until something caught her attention. The sound of metal grinding against itself and the heavy breathing with light moans of exhaustion. His steps amplified the vibrations as he walked towards the fence. Her heart raced as she felt his fingers curl around the metal links, threatening to break them. Her breath hitched in her throat as he tried to reach towards her.
"Daughter," he groaned out, his voice shaking the ground and causing the Splicers near him to run.
"Mr. Bubbles." Lilliann walked towards the man and intertwined their fingers, tears streaming down her eyes at his cold touch, "I missed you." the girl quickly let go of his hand and rushed towards the fences, yelling at Maggie to open the gate. She quickly ran out to court yard, the gate slamming behind her as Lilliann rushing into his arms. She felt the harsh metal as it crushed against her hand and he wrapped his arms around her waist, hoisting her up onto his shoulders. Soon Splicers flooded the two, Lilliann heard Maggie cry out along with raining sound of gun fire. This time her heart didn't race with the fear of death but beated with the energy of victory as the machine began to drill into the heads of countless Splicers, killing small groups of them instantly.
"Open the gate and allow Lilliann back inside!" Daryl yelled at Maggie as the Big Daddy began to run into the forest.
"No Daddy, we need to head the other way. That's where Amber is and Daryl!" Lilliann cried, looking over her shoulder, even though she couldn't see them.
"No, must go back to Rapture. That was order."
"The order? Who's order?" The two raced through the forest, vines and branches whipping at them. Soon they were at the ocean, the waves rocking against the sand. A small metal pod sat on the sand, half way covered by the brown dirt so a tiny sliver of metal shined in the bright sun.
They've been running for miles, he'd been running for miles but didn't show any sign of being weaker than before. His suit kept him charged and oil made it easier for him to move, she knew this already. She knew everything about this man, about Project Alpha. She even knew what he was doing before he opened the pod and placed them inside. She thought she knew everything that was going to happen as the metal carrier bolted into the waters, displacing the waves as it sank deeper and deeper. Various sea animals crossed their path, some hitting and getting killed by the cold metal as it swished past. Soon light filled the bottom of the ocean, revealing a place she was once called home. She was back in Hell. She was back in Rapture.
The pod soon stopped inside a tiny room filled with velvet carpet and curtains that framed a golden statue of her father. Lilliann stepped out of the metal cage her feet dampening from the water that soaked through the floor from the cage. He stepped behind her, making sure she was safe as they walked to the center of the room.
"The statue is gone, it's been replaced by a staircase?" she knew he wouldn't answer but still asked, feeling the cold railing of the stairs, anger bubbling inside of her.
"Yes, Ms. Ryan. Is it to your liking?" a thick British accent entered Lilliann's ears and her eyes widened with shock. She looked up to the ceiling, sure that's where the voice came from as her heart pounded in her chest. The fear that raced through her veins wasn't from death, no this was a greater fear for the woman standing at the top glaring down. Lilliann wished for death instead of facing this girl again. She wished for anything but knew she was stuck dealing with this enemy.
"Eleanor Lamb." she whispered, her voice shaking with every breath she quickly took.
"Welcome back, little sister."

A/N: Sorry this one was so short, I promise the next one will be longer. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please leave a review if you can. Thanks.