A/N: OK so first let me start off by saying sorry for a long chapter... unless you like it... anyway also i'm sorry if this chapter kinda sucks i haven't slept for over 24 hours so i'm a little out of my mind lol let me know if i need to change anything later. Well here it is either way if you'll all excuse me i'm gonna go slip into a nice comfortable coma.
new found purpose
Fist after fist came crashing down upon broken concrete and flattened brain matter. This was deemed inefficient by the wrathful Protector, and soon he hauled himself up so he was sitting on his knees straddling the ravaged carcass. After re-positioning he began his assault once more. He couldn't stop, wouldn't stop, and didn't stop the terrible onslaught until his Blood lust was sated. With every hit he felt the rage subside ever so slowly, melting away little by little.
It felt like hours had past, when Omega finally stopped his rampage he sat once more staring at the scene before him, panting and holding his fists at the ready as if waiting for any sign of life to present itself so he could snuff it out. He sat staring at his victim, His rage fading away, even though he had obliterated the offending creature Omega felt displeased. The weak man had died before receiving his full punishment, if only there was a way to inflict yet more pain on the pathetic thing. There was no way of telling how much time had passed, since no such thing existed in Rapture. Time was meaningless in the dead city, forgotten, and uncared for.
The Brother finally snapped out of his daze and remembered the wounded Big Sister he had been so ready to sacrifice himself for. His head seemed to understand the urgency of the situation as it darted to her position on the floor. Strange he thought, she was laying on her back and now she was on her stomach. Had she seen the events that took place? It didn't matter right now, he had to make sure she was alright, had to protect her at all cost. It wasn't an option anymore, He thought all of the other Big Sisters were dead, so how did this one survive? It was a mystery he planned to solve, but right now there were more pressing matters at hand.
With a loud pop the few remaining lights in the restaurant had cut off from the strain of the massive explosion that took place. The room would have been completely black if there wasn't a rectangular window in the wall letting dim light in from the rest of Rapture. Still it was pretty dark, other than the window the only light sources left were the glowing yellow eyes of Omega and the dim red porthole of the sister lying face down. Small lights danced off of the ceiling and walls from the reflections of puddles gathered in the room.
If He were completely devoid of pain Omega would have thought it was peaceful, soothing even. Especially if the stench of rotting corpses wasn't invading his nose. Heaving a sigh the Big Brother decided to try and stand, fighting through the pain he finally managed to rise to his feet. After his Adrenaline wore off every small action was rewarded with enormous amounts of sharp pain flooding every part of his body. Shakily picking up his busted helmet and slowly walking with it in his hand he made his way to the only other life in the establishment.
kneeling next the the Sister he gently rolled her onto her back again. He inspected her dimly lit, cracked porthole, and suit. She had seen some rough times, her armor had many scars, scorch marks, and bullet indentations. Her body suit wasn't in great condition either, it had various small rips and tears exposing pale skin underneath. He placed his hand lightly on a tear in the right side of her suit, it looked like a cut from a large knife. Omega knew all too well how much stab wounds hurt, especially to the ribs. He couldn't help but wonder what hardships she had faced... alone.
Reaching over her to collect her left hand he brought it up to his line of sight to inspect her Protector number. On a plate of steel on the back of her hand he found a large "I". The symbol for Iota he believed. So her name was Iota? That's when he noticed her scent. It was the same as the one he had smelled in the apartment, it was even more powerful up close. Did this mean she was there? had she somehow snuck up on him? Even if she had the mini turret would have alerted him to her presence. That's when Omega remembered mini turrets were set to ignore the genetic code of protectors. He sighed as he placed her blood drenched arm back at her side.
Turning to look at her helmet he found even more evidence of abuse, it had countless scratch marks, dents, and burns. He caught himself staring at the battle worn helm, she like him had no choice but to survive in the nightmare that is Rapture. Omega placed his hands on the latches of the Sisters helmet and started to unlock them one by one, each rewarding him with a pop. When he had finished he gently lifted her up so he could remove the heavy piece of armor. From beneath the helmet, dirty, locks of black, shoulder length hair fell out.
The Brother quickly snatched a partially ripped chair cushion and placed it under her head, and examined her face. Her light pink lips were half open as she seemed to be mouthing something in her sleep he noticed her sharp K-9's were the same as his and wondered if all Protectors had them, a small trail of dried blood led a path out of the corner of her mouth and down to her chin. Her face was unwashed and in the dim light from the water the dirt looked more like bruises. It had been over a year since Omega saw a Big Sister and even longer since he had seen one without a helmet on. Like most Big Sisters she was beautiful, but looks could be deceiving, especially if she was surviving this long on her own.
He couldn't help but to wonder what she was doing sneaking around that apartment room while he slept, but quickly shrugged off the thought. Besides he was gonna be there a while he might as well get her out of the puddle of Blood she was currently laying in. In his current state, even if he could manage enough strength to unblock the exit he would be vulnerable trying to move the Sister. He was glad the exit was blocked, it meant solace from any threats that heard the explosion and would come running.
Omega made a mental checklist of things that would need to be done while the Sister was unconscious. he had to get Subject Iota out of the blood and it wouldn't hurt to make her more comfortable, drain the dead Splicer's ADAM, look for food, and if she wasn't up by then he would just have to wait until she was.
Subject Iota drifted in a sea of black, floating through the darkness in a state of confusion. Before memories flooded her mind's eye.
As Iota finished listening to the last of Dr. Alaxander's audio reports on the Fabled Big Brother she continued to walk down the war-torn streets of Rapture. It had been a week or so since she had decided to look for him, it was proving no easy task tracking him down. Iota remembered when mother ordered her to return to the City, she had been on the surface just about to retrieve another Little Sister from a coastal village when Delta began his rampage on the Family. By the time she got back, she found her Sisters murdered, the Little ones gone, and no trace of Mother anywhere. If she wanted to find Mother or eleanor, or the Little Sisters The Big Brother would be a good place to start. She knew he was alive from video footage she found in Mother's office, but he was good at staying out of sight and there was no way to tell what part of the City he was in since the footage was dated a month after Delta's attack.
Iota was shaken from her thoughts when she heard a deep Howl-like screech in the distance, she immediately began sprinting in the direction the noise came from. She knew the sound wasn't created by a Sister, it was too deep, and it wasn't a Big Daddy because they only Moaned which meant the chances of her finding her family were just increased substantially. Leaping over several piles of debris, and makeshift barricades the Protector finally came to a large opening with several busted trashcans. It wouldn't be hard to track the Big Brother down now since it was obvious he was chasing someone, all she had to do was follow the scent of fear.
As Iota crept along one of the many underwater tunnels that led throughout the City she came to another opening, she decided to get to higher ground for fear of being seen so she teleported to the top of a nearby store building. Now sneaking across the top of an old clothing store she could hear someone panting in a nearby alley way. when she looked in the direction she heard the noise She saw a Splicer clutching his chest and looking about frantically, he must have been the one the Big Brother was after, but where was he? The weak little Splicer couldn't have possibly escaped could he? her attention was brought to a shadow moving down the dark wall above the frightened man. A smile grew on her pale lips as she now fully understood the situation, Omega was just toying with his prey. He was obviously a very skilled hunter to be able to stay alive this long, if everything went smoothly and she didn't have to kill him he would make an excellent Mate.
She seemed surprised at the thought of having a Mate, she had been alone for so long it would be nice to have some company that wouldn't try to kill her. Of course she would have to fight him first, she would only accept a Mate that was as strong as she was, or stronger.
Looking back to the spectacle taking place on the street below she saw the Protector with great interest as he followed an injured, crawling Splicer to the middle of the broken road. He began to slowly stab the dying prey with his Harvester hoisting him up in the air impaling him. After draining a small amount of ADAM and injecting it into himself he discarded the corpse with the flick of his arm. The body hit the ground with a thud and Iota thought she could hear a small chuckle from the helmet of the Man's assassin. She continued to watch the Predator search for food and a safe place to eat, it's one of the many things the Protectors had in common, they didn't like eating on the ground. He finally settled for an old apartment building with a hole in the wall.
After teleporting to the adjacent building she had a good line of sight into the small apartment room, She watched from the shadows as Omega ate the meal he had gathered, though she could only see from his shoulders down it just helped to peak her curiosity. When he had finished his food she saw a large dresser move in front of the hole in the wall, he's probably going to try and sleep for a little while, she thought to herself. Iota waited for as long as she could before her eagerness got the better of her. She closed her eyes and pictured the small room the Brother inhabited, she could see the bed, nightstand, and small dining table against the wall. When she had a clear image in her head she activated her teleport plasmid once more, opening her eyes to find she had silently made it into the small room. Silently making her way to the sleeping form of a Protector laying on the bed, she stopped next to him to examine him.
Without his helmet on she could smell his pheromones in the air, It made her feel warm and ultimately... safe. she smiled a little when she realized that this is how Little Sisters feel when they're with Big Daddys. She jumped slightly when she saw Omega move a little in his sleep. She thought he must be having a nightmare, it was pretty much the only reason most Protectors didn't sleep. Iota couldn't help but feel relieved when he didn't open his eyes after moving, she wouldn't blame him if he attacked her on sight after breaking into his temporary quarters and getting so close to him.
As she looked at his face she admired how surprisingly pleasant he looked aside from the sweaty black hair and dirty face, she also noticed he had two scars, one above his left eyebrow and another on the right side of his jaw line. The Big Sister flinched slightly when she saw the horizontal scar on his neck and subconsciously rubbed the very same one on her own throat. She could see Battle scars on his armor from years of fighting, and the pained expression on his face told her just how much they were alike. without the guidance of Mother they were lost, without the Little ones they had no purpose, no reason to exist but to survive.
Iota was quickly brought back from her sorrowful daze when Omega started to stir and dawn and angry look on his face, she decided she should leave, and fast. With the flick of her head she teleported back outside onto the building she had been on previously and waited for the Male Protector to exit the building.
A/N: Let me know what you all think! and don't worry this isn't the end of the dream/memory... uuumm thingy... i'm just too fucking tired to continue so i'll just continue it in the next chapter uuuuuuuggggggghhhh! back to my coma!