Disclaimer: All of these characters are borrowed from the game Bioshock: Infinite, and I do not own or have any rights to them. Oh, and there are major spoilers in this story. Don't read unless you've finished the game.

Second Run - A Bioshock Infinite Fanfiction

Chapter 6: Walk Me Through The Past

By ck-pasta

Sounds of birds filled Booker's room as we started to wake up. After the events of the previous night, Booker was fatigued, but this was his chance with Anna and exhaustion wasn't going to keep him away.

He went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up. His face was almost normal again, only a few dots of light blue remained. He had bought a medicine pack last night, and applied the medi-gel all over his face in hopes of lowering the swelling, and luckily it worked.

When he finished, he left the inn and made his way to where Monument Island was. The mornings at Columbia were always busy. Be it a man selling food from a stand, to the newspaper boy yelling out the current events, Columbia was bustling with life. The Columbia fair was still around, so many people still had their jobs off and continued to celebrate.

Booker reached Monument Island and approached the ticket salesman. "Sorry sir, no admissions today. Monument Island is currently under maintenance."

Booker looked up at Monument Island and thought about waiting, but figured asking a question wouldn't hurt anyone, "I'm Kylar Birch, maybe Elizabeth mentioned me? I was supposed to meet her here."

"Ahh, yes, Mr. Birch. Ms. Comstock is still getting ready, but you're more than welcome to visit her. Just take this lift and walk straight down the main rooms and hallways and you should find a second lift. It'll take you up to her living quarters."

Elizabeth seems a bit too welcoming towards me. Is she always this way with everyone, or is she seeing me differently than I thought? He did as the salesman told him, not that he needed the instructions, and made his way up to Anna's home. Once the elevator stopped, Booker didn't see a viewing room with a one-way mirror to watch Anna, he saw a home that would accommodate to a king.

He stepped into what seemed to be a living room, and not long later Anna walked in from an adjacent room.

"Mr. Birch! I'm glad you could make it!"

"Yeah, I wouldn't miss this for the world." He continued to look around and admired the architecture of the room.

"It's a bit too much isn't it? I told my father that I wanted something simple, but he said that the Lamb shouldn't live anywhere but the best. That aside, I'm all ready! You ready for your tour of Columbia?" Anna had her hands interlocked behind her and she was rocking from her heels to her toes.

For a twenty-one year old, she's still acting young. "Ready as I'll ever be."

The stepped out of Monument Island together, and Anna motioned a ship used by the cops towards her. "First stop will be Battleship Bay. It's mainly to attract the younger boys to join the force, but I always enjoy the beach. Something about the smell of it makes me happy." They stepped on and made a descent for the beach he remembered falling to.

Booker was a bit uneasy riding the ship. Every time he was on one, he was killing all of the guards and death seemed to loom over him and Anna, but now they were being escorted by the guards.

Once the ship got near the beach, Booker and Anna hopped off and started to stroll towards Battleship Bay. They walked through each shop together, and Anna attempted to tell Booker about the history of Columbia. He was only half-listening, because he'd gotten enough about Columbia's past the first time he was here. He'd give Anna the occasional nod or chuckle to make it seem like he was actually interested.

They eventually got to a theatre house that promoted a film called "Dimwit Starts A Revolution."

"Mr. Birch, do you want to watch this? It's only thirty minutes and I really like it!" She was pulling Booker towards it already, so he couldn't really say no. They went inside and sat near the top row.

"I really like this film because it's about the Vox Populi. I haven't seen them face to face before, but I've seen them on films a lot. Everyone always says bad things about them, but I think that they just had a wrong leader. I think her name was Daisy, and she was working with this other guy. I forgot his name, but its shows it somewhere in this film. I really think they could've have been good if they just changed their methods."

The lights in the theatre started to dim, and the red curtain moved away from the screen. The projector took a bit to start up, but Booker didn't really care. He just wanted it over with. The film started, making a scratching noise with static on the screen for a few seconds, then a black and white picture of Daisy came on. The narrator gave an introduction about her and the Vox Populi, and started taking about a revolution.

Anna yawned beside Booker, and hugged his arm. She rested her head on his shoulder before starting to doze off. Booker ignored her and continued to watch. He himself was about to fall asleep halfway through the film, until he heard a name. His name.

"The Vox grew even more powerful after the death of Booker DeWitt. Seeing him as a martyr, the Vox relentlessly attacked Fink's factory, but was stopped right at its doorsteps by a military blimp."

Booker stared at the screen as posters of him, the martyr of the revolution, were being showcased. The posters barely did any justice to him, as you could hardly recognize Booker in them. He remembered seeing those, he also remembered having a nosebleed. As on cue, he felt a drip coming from his nose and he put his fingers on it. He didn't even bother to check, because something more important bothered him. This wasn't his Anna. They lied. Again. The Luteces lied to me.

Anna started to move and Booker looked at her. She started to get her handkerchief from her pocket again and held it to Booker's nose. "Mr. Birch, are you alright? Why is your nose bleeding?"

"I-I'm not sure. Can we get out of here? My head is starting to hurt."

They left the theatre and sat at a bench outside. Booker still held the handkerchief to his nose and turned to Anna, "Elizabeth, what happened to Columbia a year ago, during the revolution?"

"The revolution? Well, I don't really know much about it. I don't know much about Columbia before that. My father had me stay up in that tower for 20 years. Then one day he had me move to Comstock House because the False Shepherd was coming. He told me that the False Shepherd started working with Daisy in an attempt to steal me away, but he was stopped." Anna scrunched her nose and bit a side of her lip. She looked like she was in deep thought for a second, before talking again, "Booker DeWitt! That's what his name was!"

"And then the Revolution failed," Booker looked at the ground and whispered, "because we weren't there."

Anna leaned towards him in an attempt to listen better, "Because who wasn't there, Mr. Birch?"

"Nevermind, it's nothing important."

She put her hands on her hips and leaned on one side, "I have a feeling that you're trying to hide something from me."

"Look, Elizabeth, you're right. I do have something to tell you, but I can't do it right now, alright?"

"Mr. Birch, I don't think that it's alright for us to already be keeping secrets on our first date."

Booker nearly choked as he heard those words. First date?! That's what she thinks this is?! He sat there a few moments before looking back up at Anna. He was about to say something, but a scream interrupted him. People were running towards the beach, many yelling incoherently.

"The Vox!"

"They're here again!"

"Where are the cops?!"

The people drowned out Anna trying to talk to Booker. She was starting to yell, but Booker was staring at the Vox. Anna turned towards them, and she started to pull Booker to get to the beach, but he stood firm. The Vox pointed at Booker, signaling to kill him, and then they charged.

Booker pushed Anna behind cover and looked her in the eyes, "Stay safe for me, okay?" Anna nodded at him as he ran towards the group.

There were five Vox and a motorized patriot in the initial wave. He used Possession on the patriot, and then pushed the rest into the air using Bucking Bronco. The patriot made short work of them, but Possession was starting to wear off. Booker step around the patriot and pumped three shotgun rounds into its gears, disabling it.

He searched through the bodies, drinking salts and storing ammo as he found them. He found a note on one of the bodies and was about to read it, but Anna screamed at him, "Mr. Birch! Watch out!"

Booker looked up and a rocket was about to hit him. He rolled over to a side and took cover behind a ledge. He looked up and saw a huge group of Vox coming up on an airship. They started advancing towards Booker, but he saw a tear outline that opened up a rocket automation turret.

"Elizabeth! Open up that tear!"

She looked at him, raising an eyebrow before yelling back, "How do you know about that?!"

"Not now Elizabeth! Just do it!" She opened up the tear for him, and the turret rained hell on the Vox. Booker stood up and picked shots with his pistol, landing firmly place bullets on their heads. Soon all of the Vox were dead, and Anna closed down the tear.

Booker pulled out the note and read it as Anna started to walk over to him.

Kill the man that's with Elizabeth. He knows too much.

- C

Booker looked down at the note, not really surprised by it. Comstock sent them to kill me. He heard Anna step behind him, so he crammed the note into his pocket. He turned around, and she had her hand covering her mouth, and her eyes were wide with fear.

"Y-you killed all of them."

"Elizabeth, look, I can explai -"

She looked at Booker, and all the fear in her eyes were quickly replaced with anger, "And you had me help you!"

"Elizabeth, I'm sorry. Look, just let me explain."

"You had better explain yourself Mr. Birch. You're hiding secrets from me, you're killing people, and you know of my abilities! No one else knows about tears other than my father and the late Rosalind Lutece!"

"Elizabeth, I had no choice."

"I suppose you didn't Mr. Birch, if that's even your real name," Anna turned around and started to walk away. She waved her hand in a sarcastic wave towards Booker, "And to think the thought of us being more than friends crossed my mind. Good day to you Mr. Birch."

"Elizabeth! Wait!"

"Nothing you can say will make me stop Mr. Birch!"

Booker ran up to Anna and took her hand and turned her around. "Elizabeth! Will you listen to me for a second?!"

"Let go of me!" Anna shook his hand off and walked away again and yelled back at him, "Give me one reason why I should listen to you!"

Booker turned around, both his hands on his face while looking up. "Because Booker DeWitt was your father."

Anna stopped and turned around, raising an eyebrow while still maintaining a look of anger, "Excuse me?"

Welp, there's chapter six for you. I hope you guys still enjoyed it.

Oh, and on a side note: You guys don't even know how tempted I was to put "Booker ran up to Anna and took her hand and turned her around, and placed his lips against hers."

I sometimes forget that they're Father-Daughter since I'm making Elizabeth flirty towards Booker, but I'm not going to go overboard and make this an incest story. I'm not into that stuff.