A/N: So Chapter 10 is upon us and i am pleased to note the significant jump of reviews since last chapters threat... i should do that more often :D
kidding of course but it's nice to know people enjoy my story, even as mediocre as it is. That aside it's bonding time for Delta and the new sister.
Disclaimer: Did i tell you i own nothing? Thought so... Enjoy!
Looking down at the frightened teen before him Delta suddenly felt a pang of guilt; she had been scared into this state by him and him alone. In one moment his anger had gotten the best of him and he'd lost it. He didn't know where the anger had come from, but what he had felt in those few moments of burning hatred was shocking.
Sighing as the last vestiges of anger left him Delta took a step towards the armour clad teen; the reaction his movement received was unsettling to say the least.
She pushed herself back against the wall she'd been leaning against, whimpers starting up anew as she held her hands above her head, clearly fearing the rouge daddy's next actions she locked portholes with him, awaiting his next move.
Another sigh escaped Delta as he knelt down before the obviously distressed Sister, his movements being slow and careful lest he scare her with any sudden movements.
Looking at her now he noted with regret some of the wounds she'd received from his attacks. Most notably the front chest plate of her armoured suit being dented inwards and several small cuts dotted her suit had received when she'd been launched through the doors of the store they now occupied.
He gave a small groan as he raised his hands in a placating manner, showing her he meant no harm. This simple gesture made the Sisters near inaudible whimpers stop and lower her arms ever so slightly.
"Well… at least it's some progress" Delta thought as he looked at the significantly calmer Sister "But how do I tell her what I mean to do? Convincing Evelyn to tag along had been rather simple but-"his thought process came to a halt as the radio within his helmet crackled to life before the suave words of Sinclair filled the small space.
"Listen chief, must I remind you me and Evelyn here are on a timer, if you could find it in your heart to put aside befriending another Big Sis for just a moment and mosey on down to the pumping station, I'd be oh so grateful" He said rather annoyed at the Alpha Daddy's Ill-timed exploits.
Replying with a grunt Delta moved to his feet before looking down at the Big Sister.
He held a hand out to her and she took it with slight hesitation, he pulled her up and she stood before him ready for anything he could throw at her. She knew this was a trap, some elaborate ruse to lower her guard, after all that's what he'd down to the other one, wasn't it?
Mother Lamb had made it very clear to her earlier that the Rouge Alpha that now stood before her had led a Sister to her death when the leader of Siren Alley had launched a torpedo at them. She wondered if he even cared that he'd killed the poor girl, not purposely of course but did killing someone and being their cause of death differ that much?
Once more the man's voice emanated from the armoured giant before her. "Delta Evelyn wants to speak to you… don't know how but she's been giving me a look for the past minute…" Delta chuckled lightly at this sounding more like a string of grunts in quick succession.
The sound of the radio changing hands met his ears and was soon followed by a happy albeit loud 'skree' "glad to see someone's having an okay time" Delta thought humorously before replying with a grunt someone might give when trying to say "I'm fine" in the least amount of syllables possible.
Meanwhile the teen before him was rather confused, "Mother Lamb said the Sister accompanying the rogue daddy was killed in the attack on their craft… unless I'm hearing things, which I doubt, she is still alive and… happy knowing that the Alpha daddy before me is too" She slowly came to the unwelcome realisation that the Mother Lamb had lied.
Startled from her thoughts by a tap on her shoulder she looked up to find said individual looking at her in a way she guessed would be curiously. She brushed her thoughts aside and nodded confidently to the alpha daddy before her.
She'd help him, for now.
Meanwhile
Handing the Radio back to Sinclair Evelyn took a seat at his side before resting against him. "What do you think you're doin'?" he asked as he felt her lean against him. All he received from his question was a small hum. That being said what else would she have said.
Releasing a huff it quickly turned to a cough as he breathed in the thinning air. Groaning as he sat back in his seat Sinclair turned to the relaxed teen beside him. "Don't suppose you can do anything about this air problem?" He stated, although it was more of a question and Evelyn took it as such.
Sitting up she turned away from Sinclair before giving a hum to get his attention. "What?" he asked simply forcing her to roll her eyes, not that he could see anyway. She reached behind herself and tapped on the oxygen tank attached to her suit.
"Oh… Oh!" He said putting one and two together, "Do you mind if I um… borrow your air?" She giggled at his question before shaking her head. It was all Sinclair needed and after a moment of hesitation he was reached out for the valve mounted to the top of the air tank attached to the back of her armour.
Turning the valve turned out to be harder than it looked but inch by inch it began to turn, the metal on metal friction causing it to make a squeaking noise every time it did so.
"God damn this thi-"he began before being cut of as the valve suddenly decided to pop loose. With a loud hiss accompanied the torrent of pressurised air that escaped from the tanks narrow nozzle.
Suddenly being able to breathe freely once again and not be confined to little wisps of the stuff Sinclair took a deep breath of the new air, releasing it with a sigh afterwards. "Thanks a bunch" He said thankful that she'd been okay with losing the air in the tank, she turned back to him a smile plastered to her features.
"Uh, here's your… valve" He stated rather timidly, handing the rather large valve wheel back to her, a small smile upon his face as he did so. She once again hummed receiving the circular metal before placing it on the seat next to her.
Now with the air issue being dealt with the pair fell back into their old position, he sitting there taking the time to think of what to do when Delta finally got around to draining Dionysus and she resting her head against his shoulder taking the time to settle into a relaxed position unintentionally distracting Sinclair as she did so.
"You alright there?" he questioned, only receiving a quiet giggle as she put more weight against him. "Pick up the pace Delta" Sinclair mentally urged his armoured companion as the other gently rest her head against him, he sighed mentally "what have I gotten myself into?" he thought glancing at Evelyn who between the relaxing position and Sinclair's body heat appeared to slowly drift off into a slumber.
Sighing Sinclair could only follow her lead as there was nothing else to do.
Back in the Alley
Both Delta and the new Sister left the store, Delta with a clear goal in mind "Pumping station 5" he reminded himself before looking back towards the Sister. She stood to his side and appeared to be observing him, he couldn't put it against her… they had both just tried to kill each other.
Reaching across himself to his left wrist he thumbed the button that activated his suit's healing tonic distributor, which activated with a hiss as he did so. He felt the wounds the Sister had inflicted upon him heal with the separated flesh slowly coming together and with that he was healed, however he could feel the cold air of the Alley wafting against the bare skin behind the small hole that'd been punched through his suit.
Although insignificant he knew he'd have to get to a vita-chamber, not just for himself but as he saw the Sister run her hand along the dented chest plate that now adorned her armour he knew she'd probably need it too.
With that in mind he set out to find one, not having to wait long for he spotted one of the machines built into a nearby wall. Approaching it he turned, gesturing the Sister forward as she came into view.
She approached the machine sceptically eyeing it from behind her mask. He gestured to her again, his intentions clear, he was telling her to enter. "Why do I have to?" she asked herself mentally as she stood before the glowing machine "Mother Lamb said they were all broken and not to be used…"
The glass panels slid open of their own accord as she took one step closer, not noticing the Alpha daddy approach her from behind.
Hearing the creak of floorboards a millisecond too late she was pushed forwards into the Vita-chamber's interior turning to berate the Alpha daddy she was stopped in her tracks as the doors closed her in.
Gentle hum increasing in volume a bright teal light engulfed her body soon coming to block her vision, the last thing she saw being the rouge daddy.
After several seconds the light faded and the doors opened with a hiss and the Sister that stumbled out of it looked much different o the one that entered. Unlike Evelyn's suit the leather was a lighter shade of brown being in the creamy brown category. The Armour of her suit was different as well with the cleaning and renewing factor of the vita-chamber revealing painted metal in place of Evelyn's plain armour.
It looked stylish for one thing and unique for another, Delta guessed that all Big Sisters had different suits whether it be in colour or make. His guess was proved correct when he noticed the mechanism attached to her right arm, which appeared to be some sort of wrist mounted harpoon.
Although small in size the barbed harpoon looked like it could do some damage.
Observations on her suit aside he watched as the Sister looked down at herself, a near inaudible gasp was heard when she discovered the harpoon launcher attached to her wrist and she ran her left hand along it in wonderment.
Turning back to the rouge daddy she walked right up to him, locked her porthole on his and promptly slapped his helmeted head to the side, being sure to hold back, even if only slightly.
Dazed from the hit Delta shook it off and shrugged unassumingly and the Sister rolled her eyes behind her visor, the slap had been for pushing her in.
Moments later she launched herself at him, hugging him tightly. He let out a breath as she squeezed and placed his hand upon her helmeted head, patting it lightly.
She pulled away soon after giving a small smile behind her visor, the hug had been for repairing her harpoon launcher.
She had to admit that she'd missed the deadly implement; it'd been gone for far too long.
Happy feelings beside the pairs attention was caught as a disfigured voice called from own the large hall. "Oi! Tin shit!" Turning to face the little bastard that had called him out he was taken aback by what he saw.
At least a dozen splicers clung to the walls and hung from the ceiling, and to add to that a small horde of splicers consisting of nearly twenty of the deranged individuals being a mix of thuggish and leadhead alike.
The one that had called him out stood at the head of the pack, deranged smile revealing sets of sharpened teeth, head disfigured in a fashion much akin to the rest of its twisted kind. It was a spider splicer and the meat hooks it held in its hands were larger than that of its brethren with both having blood encrusted along their serrated edges.
"C'mon boys!" he yelled to the splicers around him, his command making the leadheads scatter into cover, thuggish run towards the armoured duo whilst spiders began swinging from rafter to rafter. "Fresh Meat!" he finished, twirling his large meat hooks in anticipation.
A/N: Cliffhangers suck don't they? :D
Big fight coming up but then again i kinda set it up that way didn't i?
See ya next time!
(p.s: if this story WERE to have any pairings, not to say it won't but for futures sake it would be Sinclair x Evelyn, although after reading this chapter you might have seen this coming ;))