Inside of the theater room; near the actual stage, I continued to sniff the air for the mouthwateringly enticing aroma. It was oddly familiar to my sense of smell, but I couldn't tell where or when I had smelt it before. It had this aroma of pungent fruitiness and a slight hint of ginger, even a bit of peppermint lacing together the two scents. I could feel a sort of primeval urge inside me growing, a sense to seek out the smell and devour the food; whatever it may be.

I crept up towards the wooden stage and clambered up to the top. Up on the top of the stage, Bella saw a sight that looked most enticing, yet most tragic. She saw the body of a familiar model big daddy, one that reminded her very much of her daddy when she was a little sister.

Walking towards the body, I smelt that beautiful aroma emanating from the big daddy's body. I licked my lips greedily and slowly sat down in front of the corpse. I ran my left index finger along the length of my needle sword and looked for a valve of sorts on the body of the big daddy. Finally finding one, I proceeded to slide the needle into the valve as far as it could go before stopping. Once inside the valve, I proceeded to start sucking out the delicious smell from the big daddy corpse. As I did, I looked over the big daddy, he was the exact model that my daddy had been when I was a little sister. So much so, that it brought back a few memories of when I was with him.

"Come on daddy!" Bella called.

Bella was skipping down through the hallway of the Farmer's Market in Arcadia; one of the few places in Rapture that she ever went to with her daddy. She was running a bit ahead of her Big Daddy; as he was very heavy and slow, so it was hard for her big daddy to keep an eye on her.

Bella was laughing, giggling, frolicking, and skipping across the market; attracting the attention of the vendors and shoppers. She jumped slightly; almost like she was trying to copy a ballerina, and landed on the tips of her bare toes and tried to spin in a circle like how she saw that ballerina did in the wooden box that produced music she had found a while ago. Her frilly skirt twirled and extended out into the shape of a flying saucer, with gleaming colors of dirty scarlet and muddy hot pink.

After a bit of spinning, she found herself very dizzy. The world was spinning around her, there were many clones of the same people; only they looked a bit blurry compared to the originals, and she felt a bit woozy.

Bella stood shakily on her two feet as she tried to stop the world's spinning, when she heard loud metallic thumping noises. She dizzily craned her body around to face the source of the sound. Bella could see that the nicely dressed people looked a bit scared and seemed to be trying to avoid eye contact as her daddy walked up to her. She looked up at him and giggled slightly.

"Daddy! I am super dizzy!" She exclaimed; wobbling to and fro somewhat.

Bella stumbled forwards somewhat and flailed her arms, but before she could fall to the ground at her daddy's feet, the big daddy reached down and gingerly held onto her right arm with his beastly large gloved hand. She looked up at him with a goofy grin and laughed excitedly as her daddy hauled and swung her up and over his shoulder; placing her on his back.

After Bella stopped giggling out of giddiness, she wrapped her arms around her daddy's helmet; below the visor, and yawned slightly.

"Daddy…" Said Bella.

Rawrrrh…? The big daddy replied in a beefy growl of sorts.

"Will we be together forever…?" Bella asked.

Grarrghh.

She smiled and rested her head against the side of his helmet, "I love you daddy…"

I felt hot tears well up in my eyes. 'I am a cry baby.' I scolded myself. I pulled the needle sword out of the valve of the big daddy and looked at the Adam filled vile that was equipped to my weapon. Looking at the vial for a few seconds, I finally proceeded to drink the Adam; my appetite greedy and filled with gluttony. I heard the sound of a little sister and her Big Daddy drawing closer. Deciding that it'd be best to avoid little sisters for the time being; as Del-Del would eventually find and rescue each one as per normal, I rushed over to the left wooden wall that connected to the upper rows of seats.

Running towards it; after taking a couple steps back, I did acrobatic flips, cartwheels, etc as I drew closer; as to add to my speed and momentum. Getting as close as a foot or two close to the wall, I proceeded to launch myself with legs; coiled like hostile hissing cobras, that were filled with all the strength I could muster.

I launched myself a good ten or fifteen feet up off the ground and I crashed into the wall; using the impact to get a good grip onto the wall. I then proceeded to climb up it like one of those wall-climbing spider-like splicers Sinclair and I saw while we were together. Reaching the edge of the second seating floor, I clambered up and sort of flipped up and over the ledge and landed feet first onto the floor. 'Just in time too...' I thought to myself as I saw the little sister and her Big Daddy walk up onto the stage. It almost looked like she was trying to act or preform, like she wanted to be an actor or something. It was kind of cute honestly.

I sprinted out of the theater and rounded the corner to the room with the Merry-go-round. I panted slightly and looked around. A new sense of curiosity and excitement to explore; feeling like that of a small little girl's excitement, around this entire place. But, at the same time, I felt odd. I couldn't describe the feeling at all, but I started to feel it after I drank that Adam.

I shook the feeling off; however temporary that was, and wended to run towards a place that seemed to be called "The Promenade ".

Walking around in the fancy-fancy room, I got this sort of relaxing lounge sort of feel. It was decorated with various hand painted professional and amateur looking paintings. The place seemed boring and uninteresting, I wanted excitment and entertainment. Something to really get me riled up. I wanted action.

-Radio Start- "I guess you are no longer with Subject Delta, Bella..." -Radio End-

A familiar voice came over from a nearby hand radio. Gazing over at it with a slightly bored expression. Treading over to the radio, I bent down and picked it up; holding it halfheartedly.

"Hello...?" I spoke into the radio disinterestedly.

-Radio Start- "I see, you did pick up the radio. I thought you would, while you might be at your core disinterested by a very wide category of things, your little sister curiosity still drives you to do things." It was Sofia Lamb's voice. -Radio End-

I was silent for a bit, "Who are you again...?"

-Radio Start- "Oh my dear daughter, I am Sofia Lamb, the mother of the Rapture Family and you my good child, are a big sister that has lost the sight and ties to her real family." -Radio End-

There was a sense of calculation in her voice, but it just didn't seem that interesting. But, it did make me a bit angry; after all she had been hunting down my Del-Del from the beginning. 'Delta... now he is exciting in more ways than one...'

-Radio Start- "Maybe now that you are separated from Delta, you'll listen to reason." -Radio End-

"What reason could you possibly give me that would prove anything Delta or Sinclair have said and/or done otherwise?" I asked; now partially intrigued.

-Radio Start- "If you have any common sense, then you'll understand when I tell you that Subject Delta is not doing what he is doing of his own free will..." -Radio End-

I went silent and narrowed my eyes slightly. I heard the reverberation of a mechanical entity slowly turning. Glancing over my shoulder I spotted a security camera mounted on a wall fifteen or so feet away from me. It seemed to spot me and kept its gaze locked onto me, it was now alluring my attention. 'I wonder if Sofia can see through those things...' I thought to myself; approaching the camera.

-Radio Start- "He is not what he thinks he is. Yes, he is a big daddy, but he is part of the Alpha series. These men have even less free will than regular Big Daddy models. This is because they are bonded together with a single little sister. Because of this, they will always be made to want to be near their bonded little sister, because if they don't, they will shut down. Almost like a coma, but they have no chance of waking up after they shut down. That is the only reason why Subject Delta is trying to get to my Eleanor." -Radio End-

I narrowed my eyes, my brows furrowed angrily, and I had to grit my teeth together to keep my composure. The thought of my Del-Del, my other half, my ultimate prize dying infuriated me. It didn't help that she was basically calling him a mindless machine.

-Radio Start- "You will not accept what I have told you easily, this I know. You are far to attached to Subject Delta to accept it so easily. You attachment reminds me of a four year old girl's attachment with one of her toys. But, in time you will see it my way. You will see that I am right... and when you do, the family and I will gladly accept you with open arms." -Radio End-

Once her voice dyed out of the radio's speakers, I looked over to the closest and biggest piece of debris or anything not bolted to the ground. I pointed my free hand at it and focused, it began to lift high into the air from the telekinesis plasmid, and I launched it straight into the camera.

I was steaming, enraged, purely infuriated. But, another part of me somewhat believe her. I somewhat knew that Johnny was not acting how a normal person usually did when I was a little sister; even more so recently. But, I didn't want to believe it. There was something bending inside of Del-Del's mind, practically about to snap; of this I was sure, but I didn't know what it was that was breaking...

Another little sis...sister was rescued, but this one seemed a bit different. This one seemed to have yellow glowing eyes; unlike the other little sisters here. Before she left to the golden vent, I stopped her and told her about this boy; who she seemed to recognize a bit. I told her about the present he left her and then gave her the present that was still on my backpack. I told her that it was very personal and very special, that the boy wanted her to have it and no one else. With that done, I proceeded to go on the look for the next; and hopefully last, little sist...er. At the same time, looking out for any sign of Bella. 'Where are you...?' I thought to myself.

Author: Heyo Readers!Guess what? We broke 60k words in this fanfiction! My most ever in the shortest amount of time! Time to celebrate!

-Confetti, streamers, and other party stuff gets revved up. The underaged author even begins smoking and drinking-

Sinclair: Wow there sport! You need to calm down.

Author: But..

Grace: No buts mister, you are not old enough to indulge yourself in such things like those. -takes them away from author-

Author: BUT, THEY ARE MINE! -rips things back from Grace.-

Sinclair: That is is, I am left with not choice.

Author: What bitch? I control your world! Muhahahahaha! -starts doing it all over again-

-Sinclair goes to the first floor to his mother-

Author: Wait... WHAT ARE YOU DOING...?!

-Sinclair gets author's mother-

Author: WAIT, NO, NO, MOMMY, NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!

-Camera shuts off from fear of seeing the events that were going to take place.-