Maya - Medical Pavilion - Bart/Splicers

The girl turned away from the window. She had been watching the sea life swim by, sometimes seeing a massive shark. But it didn't pay to watch the scenery too long in Rapture. The great underwater city was a city of death and horror. If you didn't understand that, you didn't last long.
She heard the lunatic screams of a female splicer and shrugged. Scavenging wasn't easy, especially in the Medical Pavilion. Steinman's patients and coworkers were still running around. A few even had grenades which they tossed around like confet-

BOOM

Like that.
Maya sighed and rolled her eyes. At least she could tell when they were coming.
Sure enough, one of the crazy freaks came around the corner and spotted her. He shouted something at her she didn't even try to understand anymore. He tossed one of his grenades at her, but she dived behind and counter and avoided the debris as it went off. She heard him coming and pulled out her knife. She wasn't going to waste the little ammo she had on this guy.
Seconds later she heard a loud groan and the splicer start choking. Smiling, she came out from under the counter to see a Big Daddy choking the life from her would-be attacker. When his face turned purple the Big Daddy threw him across the room, slamming him into a wall. He slid to the floor and didn't move.
"Thanks Bart," she said, patting the old Big Daddy on the arm. He made a noise that she always assumed was a hum of approval and the color of the lights on his helmet when from angry red to neutral yellow.

Maya examined the grenade box the splicer had been carrying, then looted his body. He hadn't had much : two grenades, some chips and a few dollars. She could use the money in a vending machine for some food she supposed. She'd add it to her stash.

The odd pair headed out of the Medical Pavilion, the girl eating the chips and the giant metal man lumbering slowly behind her. Several splicers saw them, but didn't dare attack the girl. They didn't want to risk the wrath of a Big Daddy, especially one with a large drill for an arm.
Maya stopped along their path and Bart stopped with her, waiting patiently. Pulling out her knife, Maya did what she always did when she left an area : she scratched a message into the wall.
She had left the same message her multiple times so she just deepened the words so that anyone who came across them knew they were fresh. She didn't know why she left the message. Maybe a feeble hope that some day someone who wasn't a crazy spliced up psycho would see them and find her. A cured Little Sister perhaps, or maybe someone who was like her, struggling to survive down here. Someone she hadn't come across yet. Either way, it was a habit now. One that she hoped would pay off one day.

The message:

I AM ALIVE
- M

Angelo Ortega-lighthouse 26-bathasphere

Angelo was getting transported to a lighthouse off the pacific ocean. Angelo was a great mechanic and he was recognized as such by the state and as a result he was told he would be fixing an important lighthouse in the ocean, obviously Angelo was hesitant in doing so but they pushed his buttons saying he was to young for the job and of course Angelo felt he needed to prove he was just as good if not better then any federal mechanic. Angelo was being dropped off by a speed boat and all his repair supplies were in the bag next to him they kept saying that their was a problem with both its bulb and its support in the oceans current so he needed to work on a way to keep it afloat so he needed to go to its basement and check to see if the water was going in.

Once Angelo got onto its small dock which in reality was just some wood going out towards the sea from the stairs leading inside the lighthouse he started walking inside seeing the large metal doors and at first Angelo knocked then it just creepily opened "ah now this is classic" Angelo said softly sighing a little as he took out his shotgun from his bag obviously being suspicious of whatever was in the shadows he started walking up the stairs to the top of the lighthouse and he was seeing some memorabilia about a place of freedom and where all men were left to their own devices, obviously Angelo couldn't care less as long as he did his job. Angelo got to the top and he found the light bulb not shinning in the sky so he found the fuse box nearby and he changed a few wires and turned on the power to the entire lighthouse and Angelo believed they just sent him to do an idiots job.

Angelo soon went all the way back down towards the basement and Angelo could see a submarine or some sort of sphere in a small pool, obviously this lighthouse was used for more then just lighting a way for the ships that would pass and was probably used by divers in the 70s considering how old it looked. Angelo looked around and used some plastering mold on the walls where it sprung a leak and Angelo curiosity got to him since it seemed so old it may be a good relic to take to a museum. Angelo walked into the bathosphere and saw it close behind him Angelo tried to get out but then it did a scan and it said unidentified user, unidentified user Angelo thought that seemed pretty advanced for something so old so Angelo walked to a small panel and Angelo started to twist some wires and it did a scan again and this time said welcome Mr. fontaine please enjoy the ride Angelo said "what the hell I wanted you to let me out!" Angelo groaned but sat down as the bathosphere started to take him down where Angelo started to see a city at the bottom of the sea...

Olivia and Mr. Bubbles - The streets of Rapture - Splicers and 'angels'

Olivia was happily skipping along a glass corridor, humming a merry tune in time to the thuds of Mr. Bubbles' footsteps. Mr. Bubbles was lumbering after his little sister, looking around for any signs of danger.

They happened along a corpse. But in Olivia's eyes, it was a sleeping angel. "Look look!" Olivia said excitedly "It's an angel!". Olivia skipped over to the 'angel' to gather ADAM. but as she did so, 4 spider splicers dropped onto Mr. Bubbles and began clawing at him with their hooks. While this was happening a pair of brutes came out of hiding and tried to grab Olivia.

Olivia cried out in fear, causing Mr. Bubbles' helmet lights to turn red. He threw 1 spider splicer to the ground and crushed its head beneath his boot. Mr. Bubbles shot the 2nd spider into the air with his rocket launcher and watched as it blew up like a firework. The 3rd and 4th had the sense to run, but were gunned down by the mini-turret Mr. Bubbles deployed for the brutes.

When Mr. Bubbles turned his attention to the brutes they abandoned their pursuit of Olivia and instead attacked Mr. Bubbles, who grabbed their heads and bashed them together until he saw skull.

When it was over, Olivia ran over to Mr. Bubbles and hugged his leg. Mr. Bubbles knelt down and hugged Olivia back before picking her up and carrying her on his shoulders away from the scene.

BurnHeart - The Streets of Rapture - Another Big Daddy

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHG! BurnHeart was loudly lumbering through the streets, his drill making loud obnoxious noises as it randomly turned on and off. His gun was slung across his back but was easy enough to whip out should a melee fight overwhelm him. As he prowled through the streets, another Big Daddy paired with a little sister saw BurnHeart and grunted in disgust before walking away into a complex. He took note of the Big Daddy's ragged suit and lack of little sister. It was almost a sign of misconduct for a Big Daddy to not have one, or at least it was a way for them to rank their kind being their rather lack of real smarts. BurnHeart however was as ravenous as an animal and he heard the steps of the other Big Daddy echo across the streets he raised his drill into the air and it make a horrible screaming buzz as it spun through the air. It made the other little sister shriek. The big daddy that entered the complex was aware of this and in a bright flash his helmet turned red and he spun back to face his challenger.

"GRAAAAAAAHH" BurnHeart shouted, stumbling towards the unnamed Big Daddy. The other Big Daddy braced himself for the brute force of a Rosie but instead found the sharp force of a drill being pressed against his arm. It broke the suit and began drilling into the Big Daddy's grafted arm. It was the Big Daddies turn to scream. BurnHeart raised his arm and swung it down at the other Big Daddy's head, crumpling it. He raised his Ion Laser from his back at fired it twice at the Big daddy's head, to break the suit and then to break the grafted head inside. He then raised his head and looked around for the Little Sister. It was to no avail, she escaped when her Big Daddy crumpled.

BurnHeart took one last look at the Big Daddy and raised the laser one more time. He fired it at the big daddy's chest, leaving a smoking hole. It was unknown even to BurnHeart what impulsed him to do this to his victims, but none the less it would cause terror to see a Big Daddy killed in this way. He then screamed and started in a run down the street, trying to find the escaped little sister.

Olivia and Mr. Bubbles - The streets of Rapture - Each other

Mr. Bubbles stopped when he heard the sound of BurnHeart roaring somewhere in the distance. On his shoulders, he could feel Olivia begin to shake with fear. "It's him" Olivia whimpered "He's coming this way!".
Mr. Bubbles attempted to comfort Olivia, but then a 2nd roar echoed through the street they were walking through. This time it was closer.

"We have to hide!" Olivia insisted before jumping off Mr. Bubbles and running into a nearby shop.
Mr. Bubbles looked in the direction of the roar. Their last encounter with BurnHeart almost cost Olivia and Mr. Bubbles their lives. Mr. Bubbles wasn't eager for round 2. Mr. Bubbles turned back towards the shop where Olivia had gone to hide and walked in after her.

Maya - Streets of Rapture - Bart, unknown

A horrific scream made Maya's blood turn to ice, freezing her in her tracks. What... was...?
Bart made a noise of warning, his drill arm rising in front of them. Maya patted his arm, trying to calm him. If they ran into anything other then splicers Bart would have a hard time and would be in even worse shape.
"It's okay," she said soothingly. "Whatever it is, it isn't going to bother us," she said, praying that was true. "Let's just start heading for home okay?"

As they moved cautiously towards the train that would take them towards Pauper's Drop, Maya listened for any other sound from whatever that thing had been. It certainly hadn't been a Little Sister and it hadn't sounded like a Splicer either. It had sounded almost like a Big Daddy, but not how they were supposed to sound. Maybe Bart wasn't the only Big Daddy that was falling into disrepair. It wouldn't surprise her. They had found several bodies of Big Daddies that had been mutilated and picked apart for loot and pieces of their weapons and armor. The curious thing had been that some of them had large holes on their chests. It was nerve-racking, but then when you lived in a hell like Rapture nerve-racking was normal.

A high-pitched alarm startled Maya and she dropped her bag to cover her ears. A bright light illuminated her, hurting her eyes.
Damn security camera! She had walked right into it's line of sight! Even with Ryan dead and gone the cameras still worked.
The light and noise was gone a moment later when Bart ripped the thing off of the wall and stomped on it, crushing it to pieces under his heavy boot.
"Thank you," Maya said and quickly grabbed her bag. They needed to move quicker now because if anything or anyone was nearby the noise from the camera was like a dinner bell clanging, an alert to a possible target.

BurnHeart - Streets of Rapture - The Unfortunate...

BurnHeart swung his head around to look for the Camera he heard but he caught a hint of motion in the street he was now running down. He took a moment to process this information and he thought he had the most chance of finding a victim on...
The distinct screech of a door opening caught BurnHeart's attention. His mind echoed with rage and he screamed ferociously. The noise of the door was screeching through his mind and it made him furious. Instead of following the basic train of thought that he was beginning to formulate he sprinted through the street, traveling to the source of the noise in four bounding leaps. He looked through the window but was unable to conclude if anything was in it. He made a low rumbling noise of curiosity similar to that of other Big Daddies. It also had a hint of sadness that one could detect in his voice always, just now more observable. His lights flashed bright yellow for a second before bounding back to the deep red. He stuck his head through a gash in the window and once again saw nothing. His voice returning to a bone chilling scream he bounded through the window, shattering the glass. He looked around, but he yet again just could not find anything. He refused for that to be the answer. He began tearing the shop apart, looking for his prey.

Mason – Streets of Rapture — Himself

Water had filled his lungs. The exploration team he had been assigned on was dead; at least that’s the only logical assumption. The team he had joined were sent to find the undisclosed location directly, while others searched topside for clues as to the natural entryway into…well, where they were going, what they were finding was never told to Mason. He was just there to help out with maintenance. A simple task. The small expedition sub carried only a handful of people, many of which were scientist or smart people who obviously got more than a college degree. Of all those people, all those important individuals, Mason couldn’t help wonder why a loser like himself survived. If he survives, that is. As he lay on his side, Mason began to cough violently, water and saliva spewing out of his mouth. He took several long and deep gasps, trying to catch as much breath as he could. After several minutes, he was able to muster up an ounce of composure and strength to push his body up with his hands. He looked behind him, staring in disbelief at the airtight door that he had struggled to open. Just a few moments ago he was on the other side of that door; he was deep in the ocean, frantically trying to get the door to open. Before Mason could attempt to even stand on his feet a sudden rush of pain shot through his right arm. His arm gave out and he fell back onto the cold steel floor. He must have injured himself in the escape. Okay, he thought to himself, gotta go, gotta find out where I am…

With some effort, he managed to rise to his feet, holding his right arm with his left in an effort to ease the pain. He stared forward at the second airlock and took in a deep breath before unlocking it. He could hear the gears turning as the door started to open up, revealing a dark room. He took a single step and immediately felt a chill run through his body. There’s death in this place. Not just the room, but the whole structure in its entirety. Something wasn’t right about this place, wherever the hell it is. Still, there was nowhere to go, nowhere to run. Mason continued through the room, not paying any attention to the multitude of oversized diving suits and helmets hanging on the walls. He reached a normal door and pushed it open, revealing something he was unprepared to see. It was a street. A dirty, filthy, rundown street. It bore an uncanny resemblance to some of the streets he’d see back home. But, he’s not home; he’s miles upon miles deep in the Atlantic Ocean. “Christ…” he uttered under his breath. As his mind was processing all he was seeing, Mason’s whole body froze, his heart pounding erratically in his chest. In the distance, there came a bone chilling groan that was now all too familiar to Mason. This was the noise he had heard before something, or someone, attacked their sub.

“Ffffuck.”

Olivia and Mr. Bubbles - Abandoned shop - BurnHeart and little sister vent

By the time BurnHeart entered the shop Olivia and Mr. Bubbles were near the back of the shop. Olivia was cowering in fear as BurnHeart began to tear the shop apart. Seeing Olivia afraid caused Mr. Bubbles' protective instincts to kick in.

Mr. Bubbles sprang from hiding and attacked. 1st he deployed his mini turret, which began firing on BurnHeart. Mr. Bubbles then started firing heat seeking rockets at BurnHeart in an attempt to bring down the frenzied daddy as quickly as possible.

While this was happening, Olivia spotted a little sister vent outside the shop. Moving quickly, she slipped past the fighting, left the shop, and climbed into the vent.

Maya - In Route to Pauper's Drop - Bart

The sound of fighting reached them. It sounded like two Big Daddies fighting. But how could that be? Big Daddies pretty much ignored each other. Unless... could one have tried to take the sister of another? But how would that make any sense?

Whatever was happening they did not need to be around for it. Maya grabbed Bart's hand, just in case he decided he needed to investigate, and ran for it. They had to get home while whoever was fighting was distracted.
The problem was Bart was moving even slower then usual. Maya swore under her breath. He needed hydralic fluid for his limbs to function. It must be running low again. That meant scavenging for what she could find. The closest place was the Welcome Center. It had a Maintenance section. She could only pray it had some fluid, because if she had to go on without Bart...

Maya shuddered. She had survived too long to die now.