"Do you want to live friend?" Mark Wilson said.

"Well of course I do but I don't think this is right." Raymond said hesitantly.

"You gotta do it friend. Getting ADAM is the only way to survive here in Rapture." Mark responded back over the radio.

Raymond looked at the little girl in front of him. She was terrified. Mark wanted him to take her "ADAM". He'd have to reach into the little girl and pull this type of slug out. The thing is, it would kill the girl. Raymond wasn't a killing man; he could never kill a little girl.

"M-Mark, I-I can't do this." Raymond said.

"God dammit, Raymond! You're gonna have to if you want to survive!" Mark shouted at him.

"I can't kill this little girl! Do you fucking understand me!?" Raymond screamed back.

"Raymond, she isn't a little girl anymore. Just look at those eyes, does that look normal to you?" Mark asked.

Raymond looked at the girl. He was right, those weren't human eyes. She wasn't a little girl, she was a monster. He had to kill her to survive in this beautiful hell.

"…I'll do it." Raymond said quietly.

In a few minutes he had the slug. Raymond then broke down crying.

"It's alright friend, it was hard my first time too. Now, could you come meet me at the Fleet Hall? I'll get you to a much safer place; Fort Frolic isn't a place for you." Mark said.

The service radio then clicked off and Raymond was on his way to the Fleet Hall.

"I should get a weapon first." Raymond thought to himself.

He glanced around the small room, looking for any type of weapon. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a crowbar.

"That's perfect." Raymond said to himself.

He walked over to it and picked it up. He swung the crowbar through the air, testing it out. It would work until he could find something else.

"Fleet Hall, Fleet Hall…where are you?" Raymond said while looking around.

Then, he heard some voices. They were getting louder. Raymond needed to find a place to hide. He looked around and in a few seconds he found a little secret area on the wall. He hurried into and shut the door.

"I need some fucking ADAM!!" One voice screamed.

"Yeah, you and everybody else, too bad there's the Daddies guarding 'em." The other said back.

"Atlas was wrong, he didn't change shit! He hasn't stopped Ryan, Ryan hasn't stopped him!" The first voice screamed again.

Raymond a shifted a little in the small area he was in. He didn't have much room but it beat going out there and dying.

"Shhhh" The second voice said, "There's someone else here…"

Raymond's heart started to panic. Did they know he was there? If they find him, he'll be dead for sure!

"THERE! KILL HIM! KILL HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The first voice screamed yet again.

Gunshots started going off. Whoever was fighting them was winning because he heard the second voice scream and pain and fall on the ground. Then, he heard something that caught his ear. It sounded like fire. Then, the first voice was screaming again, but this time in pain. After a few seconds, there weren't any screams.

"That was pretty simple." A familiar voice said.

Raymond broke out of his hiding place to find Mark Wilson. He wore a dirty black suit, brown shoes, and a red tie. He had a Tommy gun in one hand and his other hand looked like it was on fire. His hair was combed to the left but strands fell out of place. He had green eyes and a 5 o'clock shadow. He had a few cuts on his face and his suit. Mark stood at around six feet.

"Fleet Hall eh?" Raymond asked.

"Well, I figured that you wouldn't know your way around here. I didn't want you dying on me friend." Mark said to Raymond.

The words didn't connect to Raymond's ears. He was staring at Mark's hand. Mark noticed and glanced at his hand and started to laugh.

"Looks like you haven't been in Rapture for long. You clearly don't know what plasmids are." Mark said.

He reached inside of his suit and pulled out a syringe. He tossed it to Raymond.

"Inject yourself with that stuff there friend. It'll make your time here in Rapture a lot easier. Oh, I forget to mention, it'll probably burn like fucking hell. Mark said smiling.

"Fuck me." Raymond said sighing.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Man, looks like Raymond can't catch a break. Eh what are you gonna do, it's Rapture. And for all of those folks out there who giggled at the last sentence, shame on you! Don't get any slashy ideas now! Anyways, I'll continue when I can. Adios for now.