Chance Meetings?

There were two main things to avoid in Rapture. One was a Protector, the second was a Pissed off Protector. Though both would end in the same conclusion the second would happen significantly slower, and definitely involve a massive amount of pain. After Subject Omega had left the apartment building, he was for lack of a better word infuriated.

He welcomed a fight, he could use a breathing punching bag to vent on. So he began searching for any unfortunate splicer stupid enough to attack him.

He decided that though the Kashmir Restaurant was mostly in ruin, it was the most likely place to find a group of splicers. Not to mention it was fairly close to his current position. Walking through the battered streets of Rapture was always a different experience when no one was shooting or throwing slanderous remarks at you.

Though dilapidated, and Battle torn, There was also a certain beauty to the city. A melancholic and dark beauty that few were sane enough to appreciate. Omega stopped in front of a large window overlooking the once great city.

It was then that he noticed the corpse of a woman to his right. It looked like she had been dead for a while, her clothes had all but rotted away, and her skin was a dark leathery brown from years of decomposition.

She wasn't deformed in any way which meant she had died in or before the 1959 New Years Eve Riots. Omega looked at his harvesting syringe and then back to the poor woman. Gently sticking the large needle into the deceased figures stomach he drew a very small amount of ADAM.

Putting one hand beside the needle he ever so carefully eased the sharp object out as if he might hurt her. It wasn't that he was afraid of her, but Subject Omega was no stranger to death. He Respected and Honored the dead, as long as they weren't Splicers. He absolutely HATED Splicers, anyone who would trade their lives and the lives of others for a drug deserved a fate worse then death.

As Omega stood to his full height he injected himself with the small amount of ADAM he had collected. The rush was instantaneous, It seemed to fire a sensation off from every nerve in his body. Slowly he began to hear distant screams, it was dark because the power had been knocked out from extensive fighting.

The only light available was that of the city through the massive window. He heard the sound of muffled explosions from other buildings, when he looked to the right he could see the sign of the Kashmir. suddenly a massive explosion tore it's way through the building, and it seemed like it could have shaken all of Rapture. Omega was shaken out of his hallucinogenic state when he heard a crashing sound a distance behind him.

He turned sharply with his weapon at the ready, only to find the source of the noise was non other than a stray cat that had knocked over an old trashcan next to an alleyway. Turning back to the ruined sight of the City He could only imagine the fear of those who were not trained for combat as the bombs went off. Giving one last sorrowful look to the slumped over woman, a ball of fire appeared in Omega's right hand. Laying the small inferno in the corpses lap, he decided it was time to move on. He hoped that whatever choices the woman had made in her life she didn't die regretting them.

After about a thirty minute walk Omega finally reached the once luxurious Establishment. upon closer inspection he could easily hear the shuffling of footsteps and insane baffle of crazed denizens inside.

"are you sure you saw one of those metal freaks Boss?"

"I told you that thing was headed in this direction didn't I?"

"well yeah but-"

"just shut the fuck up and get ready vince!"

"Benny I don't think this is a goo-"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY!?"

" sorry sorry i was just thinking-"

"well stop you're no good at it!"

"are you fellas in front ready?"

"yeah we're ready boss"

Omega thought about the odds of the outcome. If they wanted a fight he would be more than happy to oblige. From the sound of guns reloading he estimated at least six Splicers, and since there was no other way into the building he would have to kick down the front doors. Omega thought for a moment after deciding to rush in as fast as he could to take the Men by surprise.

Taking a few steps back the Protector got into a sprinting position, his plan though a simple one was sure to be effective. With one large intake of air the armor-clad Death Machine let loose a deep menacing screech, and sprinted through the door. As the wooden obstacle splintered into a million pieces, Omega could clearly hear the fear in one of the Splicers.

"OH FU-" before the man could usher another syllable Subject Omega had launched over the makeshift barricade and planted his heavy boot into the Splicer's face. Landing on top of his head the life underneath his boot was ended with a very audible crunch. The Protectors plan had worked, by issuing a loud screech just before he entered the room it would disorientate the enemies inside.

Thus giving him the perfect opportunity to catch his prey off guard. Immediately grabbing the man to his left by the throat, Omega stabbed his needle into another Splicer to his right's head, he then pulled his captive in front of him blocking an array of gunfire. Now with only three threats remaining Omega ducked behind on of the four large parallel pillars lining each side of the restaurant.

A hail of gunfire and slander bombarded the pillar, The Predator still clutching the now dead Splicer by the neck received a painful lesson about projectiles and plaster. The lesson taught him that decorative walls are thin and bullets cut through them like wet paper. After being shot in the back a few times the Big Brother decided he had had enough.

With the sound of another Dark Screech he threw the body he was holding out of the cover, and sprinted around the opposite side towards the distracted enemies. The leader of the rag-tag group of misfits was not so easily fooled and from the back of the room he opened up with his Tommy gun. Omega felt pain shoot through his body as some of the projectiles found their marks.

Dashing to the right he leapt into the air and landed on the side of one of the pillars. Using the momentum he had gathered he kicked off of the wall and shot towards the ground like a spear. He could hear the projectiles passing his head as he dove at his next victim, tackling the closest splicer and impaling him through the heart Omega then used incinerate on his companion reducing him to a flailing pile of ash.

The enraged Protector now turned his attention to the one and only other living thing in the room who had landed the most hits on him. Venny or Benny or whatever the dead man's name was. After hearing the distinct sound of a gun that had no ammo left Omega turned to face the annoyed Splicer more then thirty feet away.

Benny was fiddling with the weapon and his head was jolting back and forth. His gaze was met with the two red slits of the Demon's helmet. Benny let out a panicked gulp when he saw the dark figure slowly approaching. He could have swore he heard the sound of laughter from underneath the helmet.

"n-now don't come any closer ya hear?"

"I'm warnin ya!"

When Omega was a little less than half way to his prey the man started laughing. He reached behind his back and pulled out a small handle-looking device with a button on top. Omega eyed the suspicious piece of hardware tilting his head slightly to the side.

"I fuckin warned ya didn't I?"

"now you head back to Hell or wherever it is you came from and i won't have to use this little puppy."

again the Demon before him just tilted his head before issuing a threatening growl.

"you see the carpet under your feet pal?"

Omega looked down at the dark red plush he was standing on. He could make out faint indentations in the floor all around the Restaurant.

"that's right you son of a bitch I didn't want to have to use this cuz we was expectin a slower target like tin-Daddy."

"but since you killed my associates i guess it'll work just as well on you"

Omega stood in combat stance once again, ready to tear the man limb from limb.

"ah ah ah. Now i don't know about you but I don't feel like dyin today, and as close as I am to the blast radius I'd get blown to the great hereafter, but i assure you there's more then enough to send you back the Hell"

"So you just walk outta here one way and I'll walk out the other you get me?"

Omega counted the number of places the explosives were being housed, thirteen in all. The odds weren't looking good. Before Omega had the chance to do anything further, he heard a very familiar and all to discerning sound reach his ears.

"SHRIIIIIEEEEEECCCCCKKKK!"

Any other time Omega would have been overjoyed to hear that beautiful sound.

"SHHRRIIIIEEEEEEECCCCCKKKK!"

This however was not one of those moments.

"SHRIIIIIEEEEEEEECCCCCKKKK!"

The Protector let out a sigh as he began to sweat, One thing was certain. This was going to SUCK.

A/N: well let me know what you all think good?, bad? anything i should improve on?