Its body floated serenely inside the green liquid filled container, rotating slowly in place. Horribly twisted limbs bent grotesquely it thrashed halfheartedly; bubbles erupted from its lipless mouth as it screamed in agony. Skinless fingers scrabbled at the boundaries of its container leaving bloody trails along the glass. Its other arm, bound to its chest by a thin mucus like film, struggled as much as it could as the heinous being protested its existence. Pain tore through its limited awareness once again as its exposed vertebrae impacted the far side of the tank that was its world. The sudden impact caused a large boil to rupture on its back, oozing a thick sludge that either congealed along the edge of the barrier or dissolved and became a part of the filth that already comprised the entirety of its existence.

The tank vibrated giving the entity another surge of agony. A rhythmic crash tore through the exposed bones of the abomination's ears. Two eyes slowly opened gazing blearily at the edges of its world. One eye had a huge pupil surrounded by a thin circle of electric blue; the other was smaller, not fully developed, entirely white and blind. Meaningless shapes warped before its working eye, a black hole opened twisting and warping as more horrible vibrations gave the creature twinges of unbearable agony.

"What the fuck is that god awful thing?"

More shapes morphed along with the original ones, a different black hole began morphing and twisting as horrid vibrations pained it.

"One of Suchong's earlier experiments. Injecting Adam into an infant before birth, it was a…failure."

()

David stared in horror at the infant sized creature that writhed inside the jar. "H-how could anyone do this?"

Thompson shook his head sadly. "Suchong was a sick man even before Rapture went to hell. Unlike most, he was unaffected by the war. He simply changed clients and what little regulations he had to follow disappeared."

Biff paused in his incessant tapping of the creature's jar to smirk at the disturbed human. "You really think this is the worst this place has to offer? You're more naive then I thought."

"There!" With a triumphant laugh Dom, the large Splicer with a potato chip obsession, activated the lights of the area. "Hoooollllly shit!" Tanks lined the walls, some smaller then the one housing the warped infant others large enough to house a full grown human, all of them were occupied. The assorted experiments reacted to the sudden light with pain, thrashing silently inside there tanks, heinously deformed mouths opened in silent screams, all except for a few who floated unmoving conspicuously still inside their tanks.

"That's a lot of fucked up people!" Dom wandered further into the room, tapping occasionally upon the glass of the tanks. Obviously curious he turned to Thompson. "You think they can understand us?"

Looking almost as shaken as David, Thompson shook his head. "N-no…these were all infants or children. No one ever taught them how to speak, or the understanding of words." A skinless tentacled abomination bashed its skeletal head against the glass repeatedly, smearing blood and fragments of skull across the surface. "Th-they never socialized with humans…or even each other. These poor creatures aren't even human anymore."

"I…I wonder if Sam knew about all this…maybe this was why she didn't want to come." David slowly stumbled further into the room, unable to look away from the horrid creatures. He jumped in shock as a creature slammed into the wall of its tank; its huge circular mouth was plastered to the glass revealing countless misshapen teeth and multiple barbed tongues. "Jesus…how could anyone do this?"

A gunshot destroyed the tense atmosphere as Billy shot the glass of one of the containers. The bloated, thrashing, squealing creature was swept into the middle of the room. Its horrible, unnatural vocalizations echoed in the confined space as it flailed spasmodically on the floor. It was quickly silenced by Billy's follow up shot. "Thing was fat like a pig, only makes sense it squealed like one." He chuckled. "Which one should I fuck up next?"

Choosing his target, a small toddler sized creature with no face just blank featureless skin, Barney grinned in excitement. "ENOUGH!" With a shocking amount of strength, Thompson pinned Barnum against the wall. Voice a dangerous hiss he continued. "These people are victims! If I so much as see you tap on the glass of one of their enclosures again I'll skin you alive." Smiling sickly, Thompson continued. "Did you know you can skin a man alive and as long as you avoid the wrists, back of the knees, throat, and genitals they won't bleed out for hours." He released Borus, sick smile still splitting his face in two. "Just keep that in mind."

"Y-yeah, of course."

()

Theta tore through the dank streets and alleys of her city. She knew her destination; it had a permanent place in her nightmares. As much as it pained her to think of it she knew David would need her and she wouldn't let him down.

Telekinetically blowing a door off its hinges Theta ignored the surprised yells of the monsters on the other side. The room she entered had once been a ballroom and was filled to the brim with monsters. The monsters jumped to attention, raising their weapons. Theta disappeared…reappearing at the far end of the room with a puff of smoke she blasted that door off its hinges and continued her flight towards her friend. The monsters surprised and furious yells left in her wake.

()

"This is it." Tenenbaum paused surveying the locked door before her. "Give me a moment to open it."

Tony couldn't help but shake his head in disapproval, already their little group looked like it was about to fall apart. Sandy had been silent since the monster had abducted her, her usual joking demeanor unnervingly absent. She was obviously on edge, jumping at the slightest noises finger always on the trigger of her weapon. Harper was trembling, Sandy's abduction had obviously scared him and he was almost as on edge as Sandy. Tenenbaum was pale and shaking, the woman obviously in poor health. Jack was the only member of the team who seemed to be unfazed by the situation, he had yet to show any sign of nerves or fear, and he just calmly almost robotically covered the group. If it wasn't for the occasional concerned glance he sent Tenenbaum Tony would have thought the man was a robot.

The hydraulic door opened with a hiss revealing a tidy lab area seemingly untouched by the other inhabitants of the fallen city. "This is one of my safe houses; they are all connected by tunnels that can be sealed in the case one of them is found by our enemies." She gestured towards a small hallway. "Down there are five rooms each equipped with two beds. You can set yourselves up however you like." Pointing towards a kitchenette equipped with a stove, fridge, and a sink, she continued. "I stocked nonperishable food in the cupboards over the sink, they will last for a while but we will need to go looking for supplies eventually. For know we have nothing left to do but wait for my contact to get in touch. We can't proceed without a large amount of Adam."

Tony had to admit he was impressed with Tenenbaum's preparedness; she had obviously been planning this for a long time. Allowing his guard to drop for the first time since he'd entered the city, he headed for one of the bedrooms. A bit of sleep would do hi good.

()

Cautiously David and Thompson entered the control room of the complex, followed almost immediately by the other Splicers. Control stations idled in place, all indicator lights off. On the large screen above the primary consol one word flashed repeatedly.

LOCKDOWN

"Well strangest thing but I have a hunch the systems have been locked down."

Bernard sent David an irritated glare and a verbal barb in response to his irreverent comment. "Shut the fuck up dipshit."

Thompson pushed a button on the primary control panel and a metal panel retracted revealing a window that looked into the room beyond. Upon seeing the contents of the room all of the Splicers gasped. The room the window showed was large easily twenty by thirty. It was filled with orderly shelves spaced at even intervals throughout the room, crammed onto every shelf were vials filled with a familiar reddish liquid. Inside the room was more Adam then anyone there had ever seen.

"Th-thompson…"

The doctor turned to Biff, trembling slightly. "Y-yes"

"Find a way to end the lockdown."

()

Every Splicer was on edge, passing back and forth bundles of nervous energy. After what seemed an eternity Thompson clapped his hands together energetically. "I've got it!" Slowly, with many creates and mechanical sputters the complex came to life, lights activated throughout its walls, every door in the complex unlocked, vents unsealed and began circulating air with the rest of the city for the first time in years.

Eagerly the Splicers rushed the door, all beside themselves to get inside. Only David saw the single flashing red light, and the label assigned to it, intruder alert. "Stop!" The Splicers froze in place frustratedly gazing at the human trying to interfere.

Barely able to control his shaking, Thompson looked exasperatedly at the clearly stupid human. "What is it David?"

Uncomfortably familiar with the knowledge he was alone with the Splicers David pointed sheepishly to the light. "The intruder alert is active."

With a sigh, Thompson moved to inspect the alarm. After a moment he glared halfheartedly at David. "This is the alarm for the main entrance not the Adam room. It's probably still going from our leaving it open."

David felt a chill run down his spine. "But we didn't leave it open…"

()

Theta felt the blood run cold in her veins. She could smell Adam, more Adam then she had ever in her short life. Already she could hear the various monsters reacting to the smell, all gaining a twisted sense of unity as they moved towards the source.

Theta ran faster then she had ever before, she knew where the smell was coming from and she wouldn't allow David to come to harm due to her cowardice. He was her friend, he was important to her, and she would die before she let the monsters get him.

()

The first Splicer came tearing down the hallway laughing insanely. He was knocked off his feet within a second, almost torn asunder by the hail of bullets. Bengy laughed harshly. "That's one!"

Thompson gave him a stern glare before focusing his eyes back down the hallway. "Focus, we can gloat when we're long gone."

"Whatever fucking pansy."

Another Splicer came sprinting towards the door, he was frozen by Thompson and promptly shattered by Dom's meaty fist. David was unable to calm his nerves, the hallway echoed with crazed laughter, deranged screams, and the sound of hundreds of feet sprinting towards them.

A Splicer sprinted around the corner, followed by another and another. They were all killed quickly but David didn't fail to notice that they had gotten closer then the others. The hallway was beginning to shake with the combined force of the hundreds crazed Splicers, David could barely resist the urge to turn tail and run.

Without warning the horde appeared, dozens of Splicers running full tilt towards the defenders packed in so tightly that if they fell they were trampled by their fellows. "Hold here boys! These fuckers aren't getting any of our Adam!" Obviously looking forward to the bloodbath Ben hurled a Molotov cocktail into the oncoming Splicers, their screams rose to an entirely new and horrible octave as their flesh burned. The half a dozen Splicers that were among the defenders laughed uproariously as their neighbors died in agony, burned alive and trampled underfoot.

With a sudden pop a Splicer appeared in their midst, metal plates had been welded to the side of its head and its crazed eyes took in the interior of the room in an instant. "MIIIIIIINE!" The insane individual raised his arms; hands wreathed in flame, and blasted two of the "good" Splicers, who promptly added their agonized screams to the horrible din. Before he could continue he triggered Thompson's surprise, with a motorized groan a turret popped out from a hole in the ground. It deftly spun towards the hostile Splicer belching flames. More screams joined the horrid cacophony.

Thompson couldn't help grinning as he heard the rest of his surprise activating. All along every hallway that made up the complex turrets and security cameras activated, spewing death upon the unfortunate Splicers that filled the halls. The screams rose even louder.

Taking the momentary reprieve the machines bought them, two of David's allies pushed a desk in the way of the door. David joined Brent as he flipped over a couch, crouching behind the cover. "So…what do you think our odds are?"

The Splicer looked at David with a crazed grin. "Hell if I know, but frankly at this point I don't care." His sick grin spread further. "All I know is that these fuckers are going to hurt before they get me."

"R-right…real comforting that…" Already the pained screams were dieing down, replaced once again by the crazed energetic screams of the oncoming horde. "This is going to suck!"

The horde surged forth once more, screaming at the top of their lungs the Splicers dove towards their defenses. David jammed the trigger of his machine gun down as far as it could go; at this point aiming wasn't really required.

A woman leapt forward, some how having avoided the hail of death. Before David could react Ben hurled a cleaver through the air. It cut deeply into the deformed woman's head; she stumbled forward landing several feet from the couch. "Cover me!"

David glanced at the rodentesque Splicer in shock. "What? What the hell are you talking about?" Ignoring the baffled human, the Splicer dove over the couch. He hunkered down hands over his head and ran towards the deceased Splicer. Upon reaching the fallen woman he reached down and deftly wrenched the cleaver from her desecrated head.

Bullets sailed over the Splicer's head causing him to duck down. "Beans!" David felt like his teeth were about to shake themselves out of his head from the recoil from his rifle. "I can't feel my hands!"

"Suck it up pansy!" Within seconds the Splicer was back behind his cover, expertly flicking the excess blood from the blade. Not even looking towards the confounded human, he put the cleaver back in its holster and pulled his machine gun out. "I like that knife."

"Uh-huh?"

Biff raised his voice over the horrible din. "I just noticed something boys. Our friends here look a bit parched, what says we help them with that?" The defending Splicers roared their approval and pulled their "gifts" out. "Alright boys, let's quench their thirst!" Six Molotov cocktails spun through the air. The screams rose in volume as the horde expressed its agony.

A lower base roar separated itself from the horde, as a mammoth Splicer turned the corner hefting an airlock's immense door as a shield. Bullets and flames did nothing to the monster's barrier. It laughed with cruel glee as it stormed into their midst casting the shield aside. "Yer all goin to die!"

The monster's torso sized fist crashed into one of the defending Splicers, all that was left as it moved on was a bloody pulp. Laughing with a sick glee it charged towards the only one who came close to its size…Dom. The two behemoths crashed into each other, rolling around in a spinning mass of limbs, curses, and the odd yelp.

Gunfire drew David's attention from the brutes fight; the horde had spilled into the room. Dropping his machine gun, David drew his shotgun desperately firing into the oncoming mass of bodies.

His efforts did little to stem the oncoming tide, a metal pipe swung by a giggling man slammed into his jaw. Dazed he was unprepared for the inanely giggling individual to leap at him, the metal pipe slammed into his ribs as the man jabbered insanely. Desperate for a reprieve David swung his fist at the man's head. He jerked backwards avoiding the blow before catching David's arm in his hands. David could only watch in horror as the monster sunk its teeth into his arm.

The monster jerked suddenly eyes rolling up into the back of its head. Someone tossed the body aside and pulled David to his feet. When his vision finally stopped spinning David was shocked to see Billy standing before him, hacking at the Splicers with his cleaver, teeth bared. "Don't look at me like that dipshit, only person killing you is me! Now grab something and kill these fuckers!"

Unable to think of a reason to object, David grabbed the metal pipe his attacker had dropped and promptly broke the face of a lunging Splicer. "For what it's worth Bindy, I blame you!" The Splicer's only reply was an incredulous snort.

This scene was getting a bit long so I cut it in half. The second half should be up within a day or two.