AN:
Hey, I'm back again with a new chapter of Young Lamb of Justice.
I have a LOT of spare time to write this fic anyway.
My response to the reviews:
Mister. E- Professor Ivo/Sofia Lamb? I honestly don't see the connection in that pairing, but him discovering Rapture and making it his own is an idea I'll seriously consider with a bit of tweaking here and there of course.
darkangelwp- yes, having a Big Daddy and a Big Sister would be "epic aster" but the Justice League won't be able to fix Delta because in the Good Ending of Bioshock 2, he was already dying so Eleanor made him a part of her to keep him alive in a way. I would still make Delta her mentor since one of the reasons for absorbing his mind was so that he could guide her long after he's gone. He won't be making a physical appearance.
hermanavalos1- good suggestions. I can already imagine the team and the bad guys' reactions to Insect Swarm. Wait; would security command work on other machines like androids that didn't come from Rapture?
edboy4926- thank you for the nice review. I hope that I can make it worthwhile.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot
Chapter 2
The sight before the team was unexpected and unbelievable.
"Are you guys seeing what I'm seeing right now?" Kid Flash voiced this question to no one in particular as he stared with wide eyes and mouth gaping open that everyone else also had.
The leader of the team snapped out of his daze as he answered the speedster's question. "I believe so."
"We are obviously not whelmed," Robin commented with the gob-smacked expression still on his face.
Scene before them was a battlefield. A black ship in the shape of a manta, next to a smaller vessel, was on fire and look like it was hit with multiple explosions. A large amount of soldiers clad in some sort of black armor were either lying on the ships or floating on the ocean surface. The ones without telepathy and super hearing couldn't tell if they were dead or unconscious. But Superboy and Miss Martian knew that the soldiers were barely alive.
"Their armors must've save their lives," the Kryptonian concluded as he narrowed his eyes at the scene, "but it looks like it still wasn't enough."
"Those are Black Manta's Manta-Men," he heard Aqualad exclaim in surprise.
Superboy then ignored Kid Flash's statements on how ridiculous the name 'Manta-Men' was and focused on more pressing matters.
"Looks like we aren't the only ones curious to what happened," he dryly commented.
He noticed that a man with different black armor and the remaining Manta-Men were being pushed back by a lone figure throwing fireballs at them. The rest of the team also saw this ongoing battle.
The adversary wore what appeared to be an old-fashioned diving suit that was cobbled up together from spare parts. It also made it difficult for them to determine the gender as he or she was also wearing a diving helmet that was emitting an eerie amber light through the single porthole. The stranger wielded an oversized needle strapped to his left arm as a weapon.
The man could none other be Black Manta himself, leading his men in what seemed like a futile struggle against this strange metahuman.
"Should we help?" the Martian asked as she tore her gaze from the fight and turned to look at the Atlantean for orders.
"Help who exactly, the old-fashioned scuba diver throwing fireballs or the more modern yet advance version scuba divers that are currently getting their butts handed to them by the old museum fossil?" the speedster answered Miss Martian's with another one of his own.
"I got an ID match!" Robin blurted out with a tone filled with urgency and none of his common found mischievousness that got everyone's attention.
"You can actually tell who's under that suit?" Kid Flash voiced out his surprise.
"No, not him," the Boy Wonder shook his head and then pointed at something they overlooked, "His passengers."
Shock replaced confusion when the rest looked at the so-called 'passengers'. There were ten young girls that were around five to eight years old and a blonde haired woman with glasses somewhere around her mid-forties. All of them were taking cover inside the clear glass dome, which could possibly be the cockpit of the small vessel. Also for some reason the little girls were staying far away from the older woman as if she would attack them or worse.
"The woman's name is Dr. Sofia Lamb, a psychiatrist that went missing more than twenty years ago," the non-super powered member declared to them, "as for the girls…"
"*Gasp* All of these girls were some of the kids that were kidnapped last year," the Martian couldn't believe her eyes that such a past incident had resurfaced now.
"Not even Batman or the League could find them," what could be seen from Robin's face was a complete poker-face as he mentioned that even the Greatest Detective couldn't solve that case.
"I remember that," the speedster sadly recalled tirelessly searching for the victims with his mentor, the Flash and the rest of the League. He couldn't even bring himself to break the news to the families of the missing girls by himself. The League still continued the search for any lead and came out unsuccessful until now.
"It seems we have a lot of questions for this new metahuman,"
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Before the team arrived at the scene
Eleanor was currently kept occupied with the many games the cured Little Sisters were playing. This was tougher experience than any battle she has ever fought. It felt like she was being forced to be everywhere at once and facing enemies that made her completely powerless against them. But she endured for the girls' sake and for her own.
"They deserve to have fun like normal kids," she thought as she gave them a warm smile to which they replied with trying to latch onto her back as if she was a Big Daddy.
{You made it seem a lot easier when you were taking care of me and my other sisters, Father.} Eleanor commented to her Big Daddy inside her head.
{To be fair, I only had to take care of one Little Sister at a time so I have no advice to give you.} she heard the soothing and gentle tone of her father reply.
After so many years of dreaming about him, she could never properly imagine on what his voice would be like. In fact, she was always the talkative one in their relationship like any other bond between a Big Daddy and a Little Sister. It was nice to finally hear it for the first time. She also sensed that he enjoyed being able to talk to her at last as well even as he was right now.
{But I wasn't as hyperactive as them back then, was I?}
{No, you weren't.}
{Good to know.}
{You were worse than them.}
{Hey! I was not!}
She let out a frustrated sigh as she heard Father's chuckling in her head at her indignation.
Her whole body then suddenly tensed and anything she was about to do before was immediately forgotten. Eleanor hadn't felt this sensation ever since they left Rapture. She would always have this feeling whenever a splicer or some other type of hostiles such as Sentry Bots was about to attack her father and her. Someone or something was going to attack them. Her head turned to where she can feel the enemies coming from.
Sofia Lamb and the girls noticed the tension coming from the Big Sister. The girls recognized this from their time as Little Sisters. They saw something similar to her sudden change in mood when their Protectors sensed that there were splicers out to get them.
The altruist psychiatrist realized that Eleanor had some sort of sixth sense for incoming danger. She could sense where the enemies are whenever they mean any harm to her or to Subject Delta, but it has a limited range. So whatever danger she sensed was nearby or fast approaching.
"Everyone get inside! Hurry!" the Big Sister ordered, not removing her now narrowed eyes from the same spot.
Everyone easily complied and went inside the cockpit. Two of the little girls however returned to the armor-clad Eleanor. One of them held up her helmet to her while the other held up her oversized syringe to her as well.
"Thank you." their new protector turned to look at them and gave them a small smile of gratitude as she received her helmet and syringe from them.
She donned the helmet and heard the familiar sound of her suit being sealed up. She then proceeded to attach the syringe to her left arm.
The Big Sister made some final inspections on her suit to make sure if it was still in top condition. There was a tiny bit of bloodstains and scorch marks on it, but it still was in a battle-ready condition.
The ocean surface began to bubble as a large black submarine emerged, surrounding the lifeboat. The submarine appears to be equipped for battle as well as transportation.
A platform was then lowered from the ship, which allowed men clad in black armor armed with rifles and the lead man wearing a different helmet than the rest to board the bathysphere's deck. The men immediately leveled their rifles at her.
The leader's helmet reminded her of a picture of a manta ray that her mother had shown her when the woman was teaching her. He looked strangely familiar.
The rifles looked more advance than some of the guns Eleanor had seen in rapture, but they didn't look as heavily modified like one of her father's guns. They look like a smaller version of an ion laser cannon that the Lancer Big Daddies wielded
She spared a glance at the cured Little Sisters behind her. Their small faces were full of worry for the Big Sister. It was obvious to see that they didn't want another protector to die right in front of them again.
The daughter of Sofia Lamb could sympathize with that. Her own protector had died twice because of her. So she vowed to use whatever was in her power to prevent that from happening again to her or to anyone else.
"I will protect these girls even if I have to kill them." the new Messiah of Rapture adjusted her stance into the crouch a Big Sister does before charging at their prey. Her needle poised to strike.
The powers of a Big Sister were different from the plasmids of a splicer since they developed their abilities naturally instead of altering their genetic code even more. Their bodies also replenish EVE at a faster rate so they don't require an EVE hypo unless they're completely drained.
She can see that the men could defeat an entire group of splicers with no casualties and minor injuries because of their superior equipment and organized formation. They could probably take down a Big Daddy or two with just a few losses but a Big Sister would destroy them at the cost of said Big Sister's life. This would be very dangerous for Eleanor.
"Hold your fire," the leader raised his hand, signaling his soldiers. They obediently lowered their rifles at his command.
"Now what do we have here?" the man observed the spectacle before him, carefully observing it.
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Black Manta was in the middle of planning for the invasion of Atlantis when he felt the shockwave. He had no idea who was responsible for this for his employers told him that he was the only one operating at this area.
He theorized that either his employers lied, the Atlanteans discovered something important that caused the underwater blast, or there's a new unknown factor. No matter, he will find out which is it.
You can imagine his surprise at what he found before him.
An old memory entered his thoughts as he glanced at the children behind the skinny armored golem.
Last year, he was confronted by his arch nemesis, Aquaman. The king of the seas nearly throttled the life out him while demanding if he was responsible for the numerous kidnappings of the young girls along the coastline. He took some satisfaction at the look of helplessness that his enemy showed when he said that it was not his doing.
"So wherever this ship came from was where the girls were taken to." Black Manta concluded.
"Interesting." He muttered under his breath.
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Eleanor didn't dare let her guard down. A habit one learns from surviving Rapture. Plus, she has the memories and instincts of her Big Daddy.
It then hit her on why she recognized the man. He was Black Manta, an infamous super villain that has fought Aquaman countless times.
Without warning, she threw three consecutive explosive fireballs at Black Manta and his men upon realizing his identity. A purple mist enveloped her as she disappeared and then reappeared in front of the aquatic villain. Before he could fire his lasers from his eye lenses, she quickly stabbed her needle into the right lens. The needle wasn't strong or long enough to reach the head inside the helmet but it was enough to temporarily blind him. The Big Sister removed her needle from the helmet right before the damage caused a small explosion. She used Telekinesis to lift the blinded man and threw him at his subordinates causing chaos amongst their numbers. This was all done in under a minute.
These men were cold-blooded mercenaries that have total disregard for moral issues as long as it gets them paid or what they want. Those were the kind of men that caused Rapture to fall. Those were the kind of men that Eleanor DESPISED.
She then teleported away from them to dodge the lasers that the remaining men fired at her.
Their weapons were very similar to an ion laser cannon except that they were weaker but more rapid than them.
{Their guns would hurt a lot if it hits and you won't be able to deflect the shots with Telekinesis.} Delta's warnings rang out within her head.
She didn't have the time to thank him when Black Manta recovered and shot a rocket at the Plexiglas window of the cockpit. She was able to stop it away but he shot a laser from his undamaged lens at the rocket that sent her flying. Her back eventually hit the window, cracking it a bit.
This action infuriated Eleanor for they attempted to harm the girls she swore to protect. She stood back up and brushed aside the pain. Her helmet glowed a crimson light that promised bloody murder to the assailants. This even made Black Manta feel that he was out of his depth for a while.
"Would you kindly leave now unless you want me to teach you about fire." She spoke out with slightly modulated yet deathly calm voice as her hands and arms lit up in a blazing inferno.
Oh the heavens… the messiah was angry.
AN:
CLIFFHANGER!
I just had this crazy idea of making the phrase "would you kindly" as Eleanor's catchphrase or something she says when she's angry. Kinda ironic, right?
You would get it if know the story of the first Bioshock game.
Also, the last line is a paraphrased version of what Eleanor says when she's in a battle and if you harvested a Little Sister.