The Big Daddy held the limp Little sister in his gigantic hands, and cryed out toward heaven. The scars covering her body were illuminated by his glowing green face mask, and set off by her pale skin. He had been to late to save her, and now...
His body shook with rage as he saw the cause of his reason for living's demise. A splicer, staring directly at him, with a look of shock on it's face. The machette it had used to kill the Little Sister bloody and glinting in his hand.
Gently setting down the young girl, the Big Daddy roared, shaking the room and scaring the splicer out of it's transfixed state. But before it could run, the glowing red monster had rushed forward, the giant drill attached to it's arm ripping through the splicer like butter. blood stained the walls and everything in range, and the splicer fell to the ground, a bloody mess.
The Big Daddy looked around, returning to a light green color. There was no one in the room with him, only two massacred corpses. He roared once again, and then started his earth-shaking walk, to where he had no idea. To either find another Little Sister without a gaurdian, or die. It was all he knew, and therefore, his fate.