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Here you go everyone chapter 3 hope you like it!
Also, if you're wondering why I use papa when refereeing to Delta it's because that's what Elsa called her father in the movie and this is being told from her perspective.
Papa's Snowflake
Chapter 3: Reunions
(Elsa's POV)
Elsa was very happy.
Today was a special day for Elsa and Eleanor because today was the one-month anniversary of meeting papa.
The family of three had been to so many places since they were brought together and the two little sisters had gathered ADAM from many angels.
One place, called Dionysus Park was full of painting, statues and even had a merry-go-round in it. Elsa had loved the merry-go-round; it was really fun and the operator was so nice. He didn't even ask them to pay. She was even greeted by a shy little boy she passed as her papa took the two girls to a hidey-hole for naptime.
Ryan Amusements was another place Elsa and her sister had enjoyed. Like in Dionysus Park, when she asked to go on one of the rides the operator let all three of them on free of charge. Their papa had to sit in the middle of ride-car with Elsa and Eleanor flanking him. The Journey to the Surface ride was pretty scary, but every time Elsa and Eleanor screamed or cowered in fear, their papa would wrap them in his arms. Letting them know they were safe with him around.
They had a close call in Pauper's Drop though. While they were looking for angels Eleanor strayed further away from Elsa and papa then she should have. Elsa called out, telling her to come back. And as she skipped back to them an old woman came out of nowhere and tried to snatch up Eleanor!
Papa acted fast. He charged at the woman and punched her hard in her jaw. Elsa ran up to comfort her startled sister as their papa placed himself between his daughters and the old woman now lying on the ground.
The lady stared at Elsa and Eleanor with a hurt look of shock before glaring at their papa as she began rubbing her very sore and broken jaw before rising from her position on the ground and walking away.
Papa took the two girls to one of the hidey-holes that dotted Pauper's Drop almost immediately after the old woman had left.
Neither girl protested his decision.
But Elsa would not let that scary occurrence damped her joyful mood. This is because she was helping Eleanor make something very special in celebration of the day they met their papa.
During many of their ADAM gathering journeys, Eleanor would go off to collect bits and bobs for an unknown purpose. Cloth, string, toy stuffing, small pieces of glass and even an old corkscrew were just a few of the items little Eleanor had collected.
Curious, Elsa asked her one day after they had just finished harvesting an angel. Eleanor just cast a wary glance at their papa before whispering, "Not in front of daddy!" before skipping back to their papa while humming a casual tune.
This got Elsa very suspicious. What was so important that Eleanor couldn't talk about it in front of papa? Later that day, after returning to one of the playrooms (safe areas) the hidey-holes led to, Elsa confronted her sister again about why she was gathering the discarded objects.
Eleanor quickly looked around the playroom eying the other girls playing around them before she grabbed Elsa's hand and brought her into a tea-house and told Elsa of her plan.
"I'm making a mini version of daddy!" She whispered to her sister with barely contained glee.
Eleanor went on to explain that it was to show papa how much she loved him for protecting them from the monsters who kept trying to steal Elsa and Eleanor's toys (the needle bottles) when they went out to find angels. But more than that, Eleanor reviled to Elsa that the next time they went out would be the one-month anniversary of meeting papa. Eleanor wanted to surprise their papa with the doll the next time they went out to play, but she was having some trouble putting on the finishing touches.
Elsa, proud of her sister's act of affection towards their papa gladly promised Eleanor she would help her finish her papa-doll.
The two spent hours gluing and sewing the final components onto the doll before they felt confident in mirroring their papa's likeness into the hand-made toy.
Eleanor was positively ecstatic at its completion. She picked up the doll and twirled around in place, giggling with glee all the while.
"It's perfect Elsa, thank you so much!" Eleanor stopped her spinning to run up to Elsa and embrace her in a huge hug. Elsa gladly returned the hug with a content smile on her face.
"Your welcome Eleanor." Elsa responded before ending the hug and looking into her sister's glowing yellow eyes. "But you don't need to thank me, you were the one who did most of the work. I just helped with the little parts."
Eleanor shook her head vigorously in denial to her sister's claim.
"Nu-uh," Eleanor countered. "If you hadn't helped me I could never have finished it in time!"
The two sisters argued that the other was the more prominent in making the doll for nearly 10 minutes before they realized that it was almost time to go play with papa. Grabbing their toys, the two sisters ran over to one of the playroom's hidey-holes and climbed in.
Elsa went in first, followed closely by Eleanor holding the doll in her free hand.
As they crawled through the pipe to meet up with papa Elsa couldn't help but feel excited about seeing his reaction to the look-a-like toy she and Eleanor had made.
'I can't wait for papa to see it, he's going to be so proud of it!' The blue glowing eyed girl thought as she traveled the tunnel system with her sister.
Adonis Luxury Resort
(Delta's POV)
Delta lumbered up to one of the golden vent openings that littered the submerged city of Rapture to call out his two young charges. He slammed his fist twice onto the side of the vent causing an echo to bounce through its interior and stepped back.
A head of platinum hair soon revealed itself as his daughter Elsa emerged from the vent first. She smiled at Delta, revealing pure white teeth before turning around and climbing out of the vent on her own. She landed with a soft 'emph' before running over to Delta and hugging his leg.
"Hi papa!" she greeted her father fondly. Delta emitted a deep rumbling sound in return to his daughter's greeting.
Small grunts quickly made Delta remember his other daughter was still in the vent. Eleanor's brown pig-tailed head came into view just as Delta returned his attention to the opening.
She gave her father a quick smile before reaching behind her and pulling out a small big-daddy doll and extending her arm out to present it to him.
"Look daddy, it's you!" Eleanor said, before giving the small doll a shake to emphasize what she was referring to.
This caused a small smile to form underneath Delta's helmet.
Eleanor began to pull herself out of the vent. To prevent her from falling, Delta extended his arms outward and caught his golden-eyed daughter just as she freed herself from the small confines of the vent.
While he turned to place her down on the ground with her sister, Eleanor gave her father a loving smile before he finally placed her next to Elsa. Quickly dusting her dress off, Eleanor placed her doll under her right arm and before grasping Delta's large, gloved right hand with her left hand.
"Let's go out to play Daddy." She told her father as she began pulling him with her. Delta offered no resistance to his daughter's action and gladly let the small girl lead him on.
Elsa, who was walking on Delta's left, giggled at her sister's enthusiasm to find angels.
As they walked through the damp, dim-lit corridor, Delta turned his head towards the window to their left. He could see his reflection in it, and those of his daughters: Eleanor, tugging at his hand to go faster and Elsa, calmly keeping pace with the gentle giant.
He quickly returned his attention to Eleanor right as she took a right turn up a small flight of stairs.
"Eleanor, Come back! We need to stay with papa!" Elsa explained quickly as she began running after her impulsive sister. Delta didn't mind though. Eleanor was a good girl and even if she sometimes strayed from his protection Elsa would be there to reel her back in.
After Delta climbed the stairs he could see his daughters finishing collecting ADAM from a dead woman's body.
The two girls removed their needles from the body almost simultaneously. Delta watched as they brought the ADAM filled bottle attached to the needle to their mouths and began drinking the glowing liquid within.
Eleanor would always take large gulps of blood when she drank, but Elsa would be more restrained. Taking much smaller, quieter sips of the ADAM filled body fluid than her sister.
When they finished, Elsa gave a satisfied sigh from the blood drink, while Eleanor quickly wiped stray blood from her lips before letting out a small burp quickly followed by a bout of giggles from each girl.
Suddenly, they raised their noises up high and sniffed the air.
"More angels daddy!" Eleanor said with excitement. "This way!" She exclaimed to both her father and sister before once more bolting ahead of them.
"Eleanor!" Elsa called out, but it was too late. The young brunette girl ran though a set of automatic doors that led into a party room full of men and women in elegant evening wear.
"Come on papa we need to make sure she's okay!" Elsa told Delta as she tugged his arm to get his attention.
Delta listened to the blue-eyed sister's words and calmly walked after the little runaway.
Bright lights assaulted both their eyes when they entered the much brighter and populated room. When Delta entered a man to his right wearing a white tuxedo turned around to face Delta. Only to step backwards with a gasp of surprise and fear. The alpha series paid him no mind as he observed a woman wearing a feathered mask raise a hand to her mouth and point towards a hallway to his right with her other hand.
Big daddy and little sister followed the woman's gaze and resumed walking.
As they entered a less crowded hallway they heard something that caused Delta to break into a run towards the doorway on his left, the scream of a little girl.
Eleanor's scream.
Delta rushes through the doorway to find it leads to a balcony overlooking a large, mostly empty ballroom.
Mostly empty.
Below him, he saw three splicers surrounding Eleanor while a fourth tried to wrestle her ADAM needle from her. Overcome with parental rage Delta jumped down from the balcony onto the head of one of the unsuspecting splicers.
The impact of his heavy metal boots crushed the drug addict's skull instantly, spilling his brains and blood on the stone floor.
"You want some big guy?"
Delta looks up form his handiwork just in time to see the fourth splicer finally rip the needle from his daughter's hands and inject himself with its contents. Eleanor quickly scurries to her father's side as the splicers attention is placed solely on Delta. Suddenly, the fourth starts pulsing with a violent, electrical energy. He then shoots a bolt of lighting at the protector, stunning him for a brief moment.
Enraged by their assault, Delta brandishes his drill and revs it. The screaming weapon makes it very clear that none of them will be leaving alive.
The one on the left, armed with a metal pipe and wearing a welding mask advances towards Delta.
"The bigger they are, the harder they- AAAHHHGGG!" Were the splicer's words before Delta interrupted him by impaling him on his drill. The man flailed and screamed in agony from his innards being speared and scrambled by the industrial tool. The force of the drill even made his mask fly off, revealing a shocked, screaming face. Delta lifted his drill arm into the air before throwing the dying man hard onto the floor.
He turned to his right to see another splicer, a woman in a brown leather jumpsuit and cap also brandishing a metal pipe. She was trying to sneak up on the enraged protector and land a blow, but she took too long. Right as she raised her improvised weapon to strike, Delta backhanded her with his drill. A spray of blood and sickening crack resulted from the powerful blow before she went crashing into the stone floor.
Delta turns his attention to the blue polo shirt wearing splicer.
"Get out of here freak!" was all he could say before Delta sends him to the ground with a punch from his drill. Incredibly the man is not dead, but Delta moves to rectify that. His drill raised high, Delta brings it down fast onto the splicer's head. But the splicer is faster and rolls out of the way just before it meets its mark. Delta removed his drill from the now cracked floor and made to strike the disgusting man again. But before he could land the killing blow the splicer throws a strange pulsing green orb at Delta's face.
And everything went green.
(Elsa's POV)
Elsa was terrified.
When they heard Eleanor's scream for help papa had taken off without a moments hesitation. Elsa followed as quickly as she could and arrived just as her papa jumped off the spruce, white wooden railing to fight the monsters below who had circled her sister.
The monsters got the first hit, striking her papa with a magic lightning bolt. But that was the only one they got. Elsa watched with batted breath as her papa quickly dispatched two of the monsters with his mighty drill before turning to the one that had stolen her sister's toy.
Her papa had knocked him down but before he could strike again he rolled to the right making her papa strike nothing but stone floor. Papa then raised his drill to strike the monster again, but right before he could her papa stumbled backwards and just stood there.
The monster scrambled away as Elsa watched her sister walk in front of her papa and stared at him with a worried terrified expression.
"There now, he's perfectly harmless." A haunting British voice came from behind Eleanor. Elsa tore her attention away from her defenseless papa to see a woman approach him.
The woman had blonde hair pulled into a strange hairstyle. She wore black, ovule-framed glasses in front of cold dispassionate blue eyes. Her face was sharp and clean, like a statue's and her thin lips formed an uncaring frown on her face.
She wore a dark navy blue jacket over a white undershirt attached to a long white skirt. A brown satchel could be seen under her left arm, held there by a brown leather strap draped over her right shoulder.
Elsa watched helplessly as the woman approached her papa. She watched as Eleanor tried to approach their papa only to be pulled back by the scary woman. What the woman said next shocked Elsa.
"This is not your daughter," she stated like it was fact. "Do you understand? Her name is Eleanor and she is mine."
"Now, kneel please," the woman ordered her papa, who quickly obeyed her command and knelt in front of her.
Elsa could not believe this. What was wrong with her papa? Why wasn't he trying to get Eleanor away from this mad woman claiming to be her mother?
"Remove your helmet," she once more instructed and once more he obeyed.
Elsa was completely terrified. Why was her papa taking of his helmet? What had this woman done to him!? Elsa was so engrossed in the terrifying spectacle below her; she didn't notice the frost and ice that was spreading from her feet across the floor she stood on.
With an airy hiss, Elsa's papa removed his silver helm from his head and placed it on the floor next to him. Elsa couldn't see what he looked like due to him facing the woman.
She then took from her satchel a golden pistol. Holding it by the barrel she offered it to her papa.
"Now, take the pistol." She ordered a third time and again he listened. With the pistol in his grasp she gave a fourth, terrifying order.
"Place it against your head." Her papa hesitated for a bit this time but soon relented and obeyed the woman's demands. Elsa and Eleanor both wore the same horrified expression as this cruel show went on.
With the pistol aimed directly at his head the woman gave her last order.
"Fire."
BANG!
"DADDY!" "PAPA!"
Both children cried out as their papa fell with a thud to the floor. Eleanor ran up to his still body, begging him to wake up. Elsa however, was frozen still. Her glowing ice-colored eyes wide with shock and horror. She covered her mouth with her hands as tears streamed from her eyes freely.
The woman then grabbed Eleanor and tore her off their papa. Elsa could only watch as her sister cried and struggled to stay with their fallen guardian. Then, finally noticing another presence, the woman looked up at Elsa.
Her cold, emotionless blue eyes bore into the little girl, scrutinizing her every detail. As the woman continued to stare down the petrified little sister, a little voice in the back of her mind pulled Elsa out of her horror-induced paralysis.
'RUN!' The voice in her head screamed.
Elsa gave no protests.
Elsa tore her gaze from the horrible, murderous kidnapper and ran as fast as her little legs could carry her, completely oblivious to the heavy trail of frost that she left in her wake. Party goers gave shouts and gasps of surprise as the little girl ran past them before emitting more shocked gasps when they noticed the trail of ice following her.
Finally, Elsa reached the hidey-hole. She quickly climbed inside, losing her footing for a bit due to her desire to be as far away form that woman as possible.
She eventually reached the playroom she and her sister had been residing earlier that day. No other girls were inside and as soon as Elsa got out of the vent she curled up into a ball and cried.
Her papa was gone and her sister had been kidnapped. Elsa was all alone.
And as the girl cried out her misery, grief and anguish, the floor, walls and ceiling of the room were quickly covered in ice. Toys all across the floor were quickly enveloped by sheets of frost as the child cried over the death of her protector and father.
Soon, the once colorful room was completely covered in the cold white substance. The toys became nothing more than frozen lumps on the floor. And the temperature became almost unbearably cold. But young Elsa did notice any of these things.
She just stayed curled up in her ball on the floor and cried over her now destroyed family.
Ten years later…
Fontaine's Department Store
(Tommy's POV)
Tommy was running for his life.
Tommy had gone to Fontaine's Department Store with a few other splicers in hopes of finding some ADAM.
Ever since that bitch Sofia Lamb took over, finding ADAM had been harder than ever. The introduction of the big sister, that new big daddy model and fewer little sisters made it almost impossible to get just one drop of the stuff.
Sure he'd done some work for her in the past; helped take down that one big daddy for her but that was because she had promised him a boatload of ADAM as a reward.
She didn't give shit to him.
She just took that little brat and walked away. And after Ryan bit the dust, Lamb became the head honcho in Rapture. The intercoms played non-stop with, 'Rapture Family' that and 'Will of the People' this.
Tommy felt like puking his guts out they were so sappy.
So he formed a small gang of splicers who didn't agree with Lamb and her bull. They would go around taking ADAM from where ever they could find it and got the fuck out of dodge before her followers or a big sister found them.
This is what had led him and his merry group of bandits to the old department store.
There had been a rumor going around saying that there was plenty of ADAM in the place, but no big sisters collecting it.
Even if it was just a rumor, Tommy and his gang couldn't pass an opportunity like that up. So, using a stolen Family bathysphere they were able to get inside the department store without a snap.
But once they got out of the submersible they were greeted by freezing cold.
"Jesus Christ!" Bobby cursed. "Why the fuck's it so cold in here? The heaters broke or something?"
"Shut up Bobby," Janet told him. "Yes it's colder than shit in here but listening to your constant bitching isn't going to change that."
"Both of ya shut up!" Frank yelled. "You two are so loud I could hear you all the way from Arcadia. Pipe down before your yammering scares away every little sister in this frozen dump."
The two splicers were silent after that and the group began their search.
Everything in the store was frozen. The windows were covered in frost and giant icicles hung from the ceiling. Even the corpses they passed were frozen.
It made the group nervous, seeing people frozen in a million different poses. Some were running away, others were cowering or begging, and a few had improvised weapons raised to strike at whatever they were fighting.
"This is fucking messed up man," Bobby softly voiced his concerns.
"Will you quit complaining you dumbass? You're the one who said we should come here." Janet reminded him frustration clear in her voice.
"Well I didn't think th-" Bobby began before Tommy cut him off.
"Quiet!" Tommy ordered. "Listen."
In the distance the splicers could hear a very distinctive sound.
A little sister's singing.
"Come on," Tommy ordered quietly as the group of four quietly followed the girl's singing until they came to the entrance of Jack Frost's Village. When they entered the ice rink they were greeted with even more snow and ice than outside.
Then their prize came into view.
What shocked the addicts was that she was completely alone. No big daddy in sight, but they were too focused on the girl to doubt the convenience of their find.
The oblivious child was playing with what looked like a snowman, talking to it like it would understand her and respond.
Tommy and his team moved in slowly. Janet and Frank took the left side while Tommy and Bobby took the right. And once Tommy was close enough, he grabbed the little girl's arm bringing a distorted shriek of fear and surprise from the little sister.
"Give us the ADAM you damn brat!" Tommy yelled as he tried to tear the gatherer's needle from her tiny grasp.
"No, no, no, you can't have any!" The little girl responded, "let go, let go!"
"Quit squirming kid," Frank said as he walked up behind her. "It'll end cleaner if ya don't move." Frank raised his monkey wrench high in air intending a lethal blow.
Only for the snowman to jump on his head and start clawing his eyes out.
Frank screamed in pain as the ice gremlin tore into his face with icy claws sharp as razors. Blood flowed freely form his face as they sunk deep into his flesh.
Panicked by the sudden actions of the icy gremlin, Janet raised her shotgun and fired at the creature. Blowing it to snowy smithereens along with what was left of Frank's face. His lifeless body crumbled to the floor as more of the tiny monstrosities emerged from every nook and cranny.
Tommy had let go of the girl during the confusion of Frank's unexpected demise. And now he and his entire team were surrounded by little red-eyed snow goblins.
"RUN!" He yelled to his two surviving goons as he made a break for the exit. As they ran, the gang would shoot down any snowman that got to close.
They had almost used up all their ammo by the time they reached the bathysphere they came in on. Only for it to be suddenly impaled by a giant fallen icicle.
"NO!" Bobby screamed in terror at the loss of their only escape.
"Things just weren't bad enough already were they!?" He continued in his hysteric fit.
A loud ear-piercing shriek answered his question.
"You fucking idiot!" Janet yelled. "You just had to jinx it!"
Bobby's reply never came as he was quickly frozen and unceremoniously shattered to tiny pieces.
Tommy and Janet quickly shielded their faces from the flying frozen chunks of their cohort. They lowered them to find themselves being stared down by Rapture's most feared predator.
A big sister.
But this sister was different. Instead of the aged brown color that most big sister armor had, hers was a dark blue. On the girl's oxygen tank were crude drawing of snowmen, snowflakes and reindeer. And instead of a terrifying red light emitting from her porthole there was a strangely calm, yet equally haunting ice blue light instead.
They had little time to question the difference when she pounced on Janet and pierced the female splicer's left carotid artery with her wrist-mounted needle. Draining massive amounts of blood and ADAM from her disfigured body.
Tommy raised his machine gun at the sister intent of filling her with holes. Only to be greeted by an empty 'click-click' when he pulled the trigger.
Frantic, Tommy looked on the ground for a weapon he could use, he spotted the wooden baseball bat Bobby had brought with him and rushed to grab it. With weapon in hand he turned his attention back to the big sister, still draining Janet for every drop she had.
"Get the fuck outta here FREAK!" Tommy yelled at the armored figure vainly hoping the words would frighten it away.
The response he got was the exact opposite.
The suited girl ceased all movement as he finished his threat. Then slowly turned her head to face him. The armored girl stared at him for a moment before emitting a horrifying, enraged growl. She removed her needle from Janet's neck, dropping the now dead woman to the floor and menacingly approached Tommy.
Terrified, Tommy tried to run but found he couldn't move his feet; he looked down to see that they had been frozen to the ground. He looked back up to see the blue big sister was now only inches away from his face.
Paralyzed with fear, the man could only whimper pitifully as the taller girl wrapped her left hand around his neck, her cold touch freezing his skin on contact. She then raised her right hand and placed it on his face. Tommy's entire head was frozen before he could do anything.
The big sister didn't finish him off. She just let go of him and walked away as the spliced up man froze and suffocated to death.
(Elsa's POV)
Elsa felt very satisfied.
When the foolish splicer had yelled at her to leave Elsa had immediately remembered the voice.
It was the voice of the monster that aided that cruel woman, Sofia Lamb, in kidnapping her sister Eleanor and murdering her papa.
She didn't want him to die quickly though. That would be too merciful. So instead, she simply froze his entire head and walked away as he silently suffocated and froze all at once.
Elsa walked back to her shelter in the ice rink. Along the way she was greeted by the many snowmen she had created many years ago. They waved and smiled warmly at her as she passed them.
Elsa had discovered a long time ago that she was able to control ice. Not like the splicers could however. While they could only shoot a gust of liquid nitrogen or make ice cubes with a flick of the wrist Elsa could do much more.
She could create prefect ice replicas of anything or anyone she wanted. She could construct stunningly beautiful bridges, summon shields of ice and even shoot spears of the frozen liquid from her hands.
But her most incredible power was the ability to bring her frosty creations to life. There were limits to this power however; the construct needed to be primarily made of snow to come to life. Elsa didn't understand why this was but she never really dwelled on the reason for long.
Elsa entered her frozen home and made for her bed. She was tired and wanted rest. The teenage girl walked over to a filthy old mattress before lying down onto it.
Elsa tended to sleep with her suit on. She would remove the large cage on her back to be more comfortable but that was usually all she took off.
This habit stemmed form two reasons: one, Rapture was a dangerous place and her suit was some of the strongest armor around. Two, was her papa.
Elsa had taken the armor from another two years ago. After a near defeat, Elsa had decided to take the suit from her defeated foe. The suit had been a surprising decent fit; it was only a little tight on her chest and upper thighs.
She had found some blue paint in one of the many shops that littered her home to make the armor distinctive. Elsa was very proud of her handy work when she had finished.
The little sisters that frequented the area also added a few touches to Elsa's suit. They drew many winter themed objects upon her oxygen tank to which Elsa was very grateful.
Wearing the suit Elsa became neigh unstoppable. Splicers rarely entered her territory and those who did would either end up drained of ADAM or become frozen decorations for her to admire.
But these were not the real reasons she wore the suit. The suit made her feel strong, like she could do anything or take on anyone. The suit reminded her of her papa.
Happy memories surfaced in the girl's mind from these thoughts. She remembered playing with her sister Eleanor. She recalled when they first met their papa and the adventures they had together.
And she remembered the cold-hearted woman she had vowed to kill.
The heartless leader of the Rapture Family Sofia Lamb.
Author's Note: Finally done! This chapter was a long one so I hope you like. Sorry about the little cliffhanger at the end here I just couldn't think of a better way to end it. On a similar note, it might take me a little bit of time before I can publish chapter 4. I'm sorry if this angers any of you but I need to think of a good way to start the chapter.
Also please leave a comment on what you think of the story and if you think you have any ideas to make it better.
DeadRich18 out!