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Ok, but....
...we still need MOAR! Lol XD JK.
Time to talk about the fanfic!
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CRAZY YOU RULE! *explodes*
=D i wasn't expecting a new chapter! YAY! i loved it. although i was really confused why it said there was 26ish pages instead of the 112.
Im going to go back and re-read the story... been so long.
*Implodes like everybody else*
I literally turned off my music and listened to the Bio soundtracks while reading this. It was epic.
CHAPTER 31 POST 2
Eleanor's head was spinning inside her helmet as she was sent tumbling away. She had taken the brunt of the explosion- whoever had thrown the barrels had been aiming specifically for her in her Big Sister armor. As she tried to pull herself to her feet, three wracking coughs came from her mouth, sending blood splattering inside her helmet. It felt as if someone had grabbed her insides and thrown them into a gut-filled blender.
Eleanor didn't get a chance to recover as she felt a massive blow smash into her back, flipping her over with a loud thud. Waves of pain wracked her body as her assailant sending blow after blow into her front, the armor doing little to dull the pain. There was no light and her suit lights were broken- Eleanor couldn't see at all as she began lashing out in blind panic, trying despertately to stop the blows, to stop the pain-
Calm down! Use telekinesis!
Eleanor instantly complied at Father's sharp command ceasing her struggle. She ignored the painfully blows as she reached down into herself and pulled at her telekinesis.
"Get...OFF!" She screamed, throwing a powerful wave of telekinesis that sent everything around flying away.
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Jack gave a small groan of pain as he pulled the pieces of metal from his arms and back. His gene tonics had offered some protection from the deadly shrapnel, but did little beyond keeping him alive.
Beneath him Marie's face was red as she pulled herself out from under him. Shame flooded into her system- was she so weak that her father yet again had to become her human meatshield? "Damn it Dad!" She swore, as she began applying a medkit to stop Jack's bleeding. "Stop protecting me! I can take care of myself!"
"It's not that," Jack protested. He gave a hiss of pain as he tried to move- his legs felt like they were complete jelly. "Its because you have no gene tonics"
Marie knew that wasn't the truth. Even if Jack didn't have gene tonics and was as vulnerable as herself, he still would have thrown himself in front of her. She was just too weak to fend for herself.
Marie mouth snapped shut as she felt alarm bells finely tuned from sparing against Dad's wrench-lurker gene tonic go off in her head. In a flash her crossbow was in her hand. Marie swung the crossbow around, her finger on the trigger...
Only to see a massive fist swinging straight towards her. She barely managed to pull her crossbow up and use it as a crude shield before the blow made impact.
Crack!
The flimsy crossbow was snapped like a twig, sending wood shards flowing all over the place. The fist continued its momentum slamming into Marie's gut with a loud smack! throwing her off her feet.
It felt like she had been hit by a train. Vomit and blood spurted out of her mouth and for a moment Marie could only think of pain. Training took over though and she tucked her body and hit the ground in a roll, barely avoiding a second, equally devestating blow. Ignoring the pain, Marie jumped out of her roll, pulling out her revolver and aimed at-
Nothing. Her attacker had disappeared, taking cover in the shadows. Marie's eyes widen in confusion before they narrowed in concentration. Blood and vomit dripped out of her mouth as her pupils darted back and forth as a bead of sweat inched down her forehead. She scanned the darkness, trying to swallow her fear (and immediately whinced in disgust as she swallowed the remaining blood and vomit that was pooled in her mouth). Her non-spliced eyesight did little to pierce the shadows and only added to an increase heartbeat.
"Get...OFF!"
Marie instinctively glanced at the direction of Eleanor's shout. The motion saved her life as at that moment the splicer launched his attack from behind Marie. The Ryan daughter saw the movement out of the corner of her eye and dove out of the way...
CRACK!
Marie scream in pain as the fist missed her head but slammed into her right tricep. The bones in her arm folded to the mighty blow and her revolver fell from her now useless right hand. She fell on her back, cradling her right arm, unable to do anything but stare up at her attacker. At this close proximity she could make out the shape of her attacker. The splicer had an extremely thin body- it looked like a strong gust could snap it in half. This frail appearance was mared by the splicer's arms. They were MASSIVE- as large and far thicker than the creatures torso. The disproportion reminded Marie of gorillas, as the splicer walked on all fours, using its massive arms to support its small body.
As the splicer rose one of its massive fist to finish her off, Marie felt no fear: only disgust and rage. Disgust that she was about to die. Disgust that she was proving that [witch] Eleanor was right: she couldn't survive Rapture. Disgust that she had failed Dad: she knew he would blame himself when it was truly her fault. And most of all, rage that she was so damn weak and useless that all she could do was lay and back and watch herself die-
BZzzzzzt!
The splicer gave a yelp of pain as a bolt of electricty slammed into him. Confused, Marie turned her head to see Jack with his hand outstretched. Her father locked eyes with her and smiled. "Take him down Marie!" He shouted.
At those words Marie blocked out her pain and focused on her rage. With a scream, she surged to her feet and smashed her head into the splicer's face.
If Marie had been thinking straight, she would have picked up her fallen revolver and simply shot the splicer in the face. The result would have been the same, but far less messy. Instead, at the impact of Marie's rage-induced headbutt, the splicer's face simply collapsed. Muscle and skin crumbled as blood and brain matter splattered all over Marie's face and hair.
Marie blinked in confusion then did the only sensible thing in that situation. She barfed a mix of blood and puke, her world spinning.
"Marie! Marie!" Her father's face hovered into view, his eyes wide with concern as she shouted, "Are you alright?"
Marie face twitch weakly as the world seemed to spin. She struggled to keep her eyes open but she couldn't block pain any longer. And before Jack could say anything, she promptly passed out, one word echoing as darkness overcame her.
Too weak...
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Last edited by Crazy Demon; 11-22-2010 at 02:56 PM.
It doesn't make you sexist! xD
I can't wait, I love this story so much!
It. Is. Amazinggggggggggggggggggg! *explodes*CHAPTER 31 POST 2
Eleanor's head was spinning inside her helmet as she was sent tumbling away. She had taken the brunt of the explosion- whoever had thrown the barrels had been aiming specifically for her in her Big Sister armor. As she tried to pull herself to her feet, three wracking coughs came from her mouth, sending blood splattering inside her helmet. It felt as if someone had grabbed her insides and thrown them into a gut-filled blender.
Eleanor didn't get a chance to recover as she felt a massive blow smash into her back, flipping her over with a loud thud. Waves of pain wracked her body as her assailant sending blow after blow into her front, the armor doing little to dull the pain. There was no light and her suit lights were broken- Eleanor couldn't see at all as she began lashing out in blind panic, trying despertately to stop the blows, to stop the pain-
Calm down! Use telekinesis!
Eleanor instantly complied at Father's sharp command ceasing her struggle. She ignored the painfully blows as she reached down into herself and pulled at her telekinesis.
"Get...OFF!" She screamed, throwing a powerful wave of telekinesis that sent everything around flying away.
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Jack gave a small groan of pain as he pulled the pieces of metal from his arms and back. His gene tonics had offered some protection from the deadly shrapnel, but did little beyond keeping him alive.
Beneath him Marie's face was red as she pulled herself out from under him. Shame flooded into her system- was she so weak that her father yet again had to become her human meatshield? "Damn it Dad!" She swore, as she began applying a medkit to stop Jack's bleeding. "Stop protecting me! I can take care of myself!"
"It's not that," Jack protested. He gave a hiss of pain as he tried to move- his legs felt like they were complete jelly. "Its because you have no gene tonics"
Marie knew that wasn't the truth. Even if Jack didn't have gene tonics and was as vulnerable as herself, he still would have thrown himself in front of her. She was just too weak to fend for herself.
Marie mouth snapped shut as she felt alarm bells finely tuned from sparing against Dad's wrench-lurker gene tonic go off in her head. In a flash her crossbow was in her hand. Marie swung the crossbow around, her finger on the trigger...
Only to see a massive fist swinging straight towards her. She barely managed to pull her crossbow up and use it as a crude shield before the blow made impact.
Crack!
The flimsy crossbow was snapped like a twig, sending wood shards flowing all over the place. The fist continued its momentum slamming into Marie's gut with a loud smack! throwing her off her feet.
It felt like she had been hit by a train. Vomit and blood spurted out of her mouth and for a moment Marie could only think of pain. Training took over though and she tucked her body and hit the ground in a roll, barely avoiding a second, equally devestating blow. Ignoring the pain, Marie jumped out of her roll, pulling out her revolver and aimed at-
Nothing. Her attacker had disappeared, taking cover in the shadows. Marie's eyes widen in confusion before they narrowed in concentration. Blood and vomit dripped out of her mouth as her pupils darted back and forth as a bead of sweat inched down her forehead. She scanned the darkness, trying to swallow her fear (and immediately whinced in disgust as she swallowed the remaining blood and vomit that was pooled in her mouth). Her non-spliced eyesight did little to pierce the shadows and only added to an increase heartbeat.
"Get...OFF!"
Marie instinctively glanced at the direction of Eleanor's shout. The motion saved her life as at that moment the splicer launched his attack from behind Marie. The Ryan daughter saw the movement out of the corner of her eye and dove out of the way...
CRACK!
Marie scream in pain as the fist missed her head but slammed into her right tricep. The bones in her arm folded to the mighty blow and her revolver fell from her now useless right hand. She fell on her back, cradling her right arm, unable to do anything but stare up at her attacker. At this close proximity she could make out the shape of her attacker. The splicer had an extremely thin body- it looked like a strong gust could snap it in half. This frail appearance was mared by the splicer's arms. They were MASSIVE- as large and far thicker than the creatures torso. The disproportion reminded Marie of gorillas, as the splicer walked on all fours, using its massive arms to support its small body.
As the splicer rose one of its massive fist to finish her off, Marie felt no fear: only disgust and rage. Disgust that she was about to die. Disgust that she was proving that ☺☺☺☺☺ Eleanor was right: she couldn't survive Rapture. Disgust that she had failed Dad: she knew he would blame himself when it was truly her fault. And most of all, rage that she was so damn weak and useless that all she could do was lay and back and watch herself die-
BZzzzzzt!
The splicer gave a yelp of pain as a bolt of electricty slammed into him. Confused, Marie turned her head to see Jack with his hand outstretched. Her father locked eyes with her and smiled. "Take him down Marie!" He shouted.
At those words Marie blocked out her pain and focused on her rage. With a scream, she surged to her feet and smashed her head into the splicer's face.
If Marie had been thinking straight, she would have picked up her fallen revolver and simply shot the splicer in the face. The result would have been the same, but far less messy. Instead, at the impact of Marie's rage-induced headbutt, the splicer's face simply collapsed. Muscle and skin crumbled as blood and brain matter splattered all over Marie's face and hair.
Marie blinked in confusion then did the only sensible thing in that situation. She barfed a mix of blood and puke, her world spinning.
"Marie! Marie!" Her father's face hovered into view, his eyes wide with concern as she shouted, "Are you alright?"
Marie face twitch weakly as the world seemed to spin. She struggled to keep her eyes open but she couldn't block pain any longer. And before Jack could say anything, she promptly passed out, one word echoing as darkness overcame her.
Too weak...
(A/N: It suddenly occurs to me that in my stories, its always the women who get their bones broken. I hope that doesn't make me sexist
Next part will be up soon!)
Ack! Please don't quote the entire chapter- it takes up so much spaceIt. Is. Amazinggggggggggggggggggg! *explodes*
niice! hopefully that'll shut up the stsrving masses
Ok... sorry.Ack! Please don't quote the entire chapter- it takes up so much space
wow two updates this close to each other its better then finding a double rainbow!
Oh, happy day! Thank you, thank you. I am overcome with emotion! Thank you, for not abandoning us!!
i forgot about this. remembered it in the middle of humanitys class and started thinking about it. random question for everyone. would you want Eleanor to become a nice happy person in the end or would you want Evil... because i like Evil... i know the storys based off of the neutral ending but still. just thinking....
This fan-fic is the best thing Ive read for Bioshock 2 ever!
It has alot of depth to it and is very detailed....
Waiting for the next chapter patiently.. so far...
Keep up the good work!
(A/N: Ha. I like how "soon" = A month and a half. It's been 46 days since my last chapter to be exact
CHAPTER 31 POST #3
The medikit sent instant relief through Eleanor's system, dulling the pain. Silence descended around her, with only the faint yells as Marie and Jack no doubt engaged in their own battle. She quickly shoved that thought out of her mind- she had to focus on her own problems. It was complete darkness around her- the nearest light source were the flames ignited by the exploding barrel in the middle of the room.
As Eleanor stood there in the darkness, Delta whispered into her mind. Stay calm and clear your mind Eleanor. Your attacker must have some kind of gene tonic to quiet his footsteps as well as the ability to pierce this nightly veil. But while his steps may be silent the rest of his body is not. Concentrate and listen!
So Eleanor closed her eyes. She had no need for her sight...only her ears. She took a deep breath as she began to block out all the sounds. The crackling of fire, the sounds of Marie and Jack's battle, the rush of wind as someone swung their fist down-
Eleanor leapt to her side as a massive fist slammed where she was standing, the huge blow glancing against her armor with a loud clang! Her suit shook violently from the blow, but Eleanor ignored it as she launched a kick out at her unseen assailant followed a fireball. Her attacker was too fast though, as he dodged both attacks and melted back into the shadows...
Except the burst of flame had revealed her assailants appearance. With her attacker's face in mind Eleanor reached out with her telekinesis and with one sharp jerk of her telekinesis pulled the splicer tumbling towards her.
Straight into her waiting needle-blade.
Shh-ck.
It was another gorilla-like splicer, identical to the one Marie and Jack had fought that was now impaled on Eleanor's needle. To Eleanor's surprise the full length of short blade had sunk straight through the splicer's thin body, and out the other side. There seem to be no muscle mass in the main body, allowing even the dullest of weapons to cut through the skin like butter.
Eleanor's attention was brought to the splicer on who gave a rasping gasp. Bringing the splicer closer to her face, Eleanor was surprise to see a gaunt and thin man starting back at her. There was barely any meat on his face- his cheeks were sunken and Eleanor could see his skull beneath the thin and pale skin. The splicer's eyes stared straight into her helmet, wide and in pain.
I see...all attack and no defense, Said Delta. No wonder these splicers need to attack from the dark.
Eleanor said nothing as she simply stared at the splicers eyes. They seemed so unhappy...
Well, what are you waiting for? Kill him. I suggest you light him on fire. Not only will it provde a light source but if there are other splicers watching, it will serve as a warning and possibly discourage them from attacking you.
Eleanor still did nothing. Instead she thought about Jack. What would he do? What was he DOING? No doubt he had fought his own strange splicer. Eleanor knew he would come out victorious...but would he kill the splicer? Or would Jack spare this splicer?
Why would he spare an animal? Asked Delta, having picked up her last thought. Splicers are crazed drug addicts. Even Jack wouldn't spare them.
Eleanor frowned. It almost sounded like Father was bitter...but why?
In any case, Father was right. She was thinking too hard- Jack didn't spare splicers. Killing them was probably a mercy. Still, instead of lighting the splicer on fire, she reached up behind the splicer and snapped the man's frail neck with ease. Jack would have wanted me to do that, Eleanor mused, as she placed the splicer's body gently on the ground. A quick and painless death.
And as Eleanor walked and began looking for Jack, Delta was silent.
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After a bit of stumbling about (a single fireball served as a poor flashlight), Eleanor walked over to Jack and Marie. A flare had been lit, lighting the room area them. Jack cradled an unconscious Marie, her gore and blood soaked face resting on the man's lap. Jack didn't even bother acknowledging Eleanor's prescence as he applied multiple healthkits on to Marie's shattered arm.
"What happened?" Asked Eleanor, watching as the medikits slowly regenerated Marie's limb. The violet-hair girl took in the gore and brain parts that soaked the Hispanic girl's hair with a grimace, wondering what exactly had transpired.
Jack eyes snapped from his daughter. Eleanor immediately took a step back as Jack glared at the armored Big Sister with pure, rage. Unconsciously, Eleanor bent her legs in preparation to move- Jack looked like he was about to explode. "That's exactly my question!" He hissed in anger. "Why didn't you tell me about that damn thing?"
Eleanor felt fear pile in her stomach and she struggled not to take another step back. Jack could be very frightening when he was angry. "W-What?"
A revolver was instantly in Jack's hand and aimed straight at Eleanor's face. "I said, why the hell didn't you tell me about this splicer type? You were suppose to tell me about all the new splicers that had formed in the last eight years as per our deal!" Jack spat out.
Eleanor held her hands up in an attempt to calm him. "I didn't know!" She protested, her voice trembling. "I've never seen this splicer type either! I didn't betray you, I swear!"
At the sound of her voice, Jack instantly deflated. His hand dropped to the ground as a look of guilt crossed his face. "I...I know you wouldn't betray us Eleanor. I'm sorry...I'm just angry."
He looked down at Marie's slack face with pure sorrow over his face. "I...I shouldn't brought her here to Rapture. She wasn't ready."
At the broken look on Jack's face, Eleanor felt her heart twisted painfully. She didn't want Jack to be sad! It wasn't right. She walked over to Jack and hesitated. She wanted to hug him but she didn't know how Jack would respond. She settled for placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"It's not your fault Jack," She whispered. "She wanted to come to Rapture. She knew the danger."
"No she didn't," Jack interrupted. "She didn't know the danger. But that's why I let her come. Because she needed to understand why I bothered training her in the first place. Marie had built her own little world and she needed to get out of it. I thought she was ready...but...but I was-"
"You weren't wrong," Eleanor gave Jack a re-assuring squeeze. "You weren't wrong about me. You're not wrong about Marie. Believe in me Jack...believe in Marie...and believe in yourself."
Jack smiled- it was one of his honest smiles that sent flutters in Eleanor's heart. "Thanks Eleanor. I needed that."
The moment was interrupted by a soft thump, that sent Eleanor and Jack on guard. They quickly relaxed as they realized it was the Man that they were suppose to be protecting- the one that had promised to give them access to his personal bathysphere.
"Ahoya!" The Man said, waving his hand cheerily. "Glad to see you guys took care of those Silent Sluggers!"
"Silent Sluggers?" Asked Eleanor.
"Yup, those gorrilla splicers are people who've invested all their ADAM into super strength and stealth tonics. They rely on hit-and-run tactics cause they're absolute paper!"
"Wait a minute. You knew about these kind of splicers?" Jack's anger was back as they found a new outlet. "Why the hell didn't you tell us!"
It was a testament to how scary Jack looked that even the Man, who had no clue to how dangerous Jack was, took a step back. "You didn't ask..." The Man said, his voice guarded.
Jack sighed, taking control of his anger. "Well, if we want to escort you, we need to stay healthy. Let us use some of your health kits that you've got stocked up."
"What! No way! Those are MY medkits-" The Man stopped at Jack's glare and quickly rallied, "-and what's mine is yours too! I'd be happy to give you some, as a token of my appreciation for your protection."
With those words, the Man pulled out medi-kits and gave them to Jack and Eleanor, the two using them on their own wounds and Maries. Soon, they were all in healthy condition, give or a take a couple of bruises. Marie remained knocked-out but the wonders of Rapture medicine had completely healed her shattered arm.
"We need to get a move on," Jack said, his eyes scanning the area around them. "The faster we get out of her, the better off we are."
"What about Marie?" Asked Eleanor, gesturing to the comatose Hispanic. "She's still out of it."
"I'll carry her," Replied Jack. "You're our heavy hitter. We can't have you slowed down."
"On the contrary," Eleanor disagreed. "I have far more physical strength than you Jack, so I would be slowed far less than you would. I'm also much faster and agile and with my armor I'll be much more effective at protecting Marie. She'll be safer with me as the shield and you as the gun."
For a moment Jack almost said no. He felt a personal responsibility to protect Marie, due both to his position as father and his guilt at bringing her down into this underwater hell in the first place. And with the animosity that Eleanor and Marie had for each other, Jack wasn't one hundred percent sure Eleanor would be arranging for his daughter to have an "accident"...
Jack quickly squashed that thought. That was his guilt and anger talking. Eleanor's argument was logical and correct- and she had changed greatly since they had first met. Although she and Marie had some bad blood between them, Jack realized this was a positive step forward. With Eleanor offering to carry Marie, it showed that the violet-haired girl was willing to bury the hatchet. With those optimistic thoughts, Jack said, "Very well Eleanor- I'm grateful that you would be willing to do this for Marie."
Eleanor's heart fluttered in happiness- at Jack's words she knew instantly it was worth carrying the useless spawn. As she scooped up the dumb Hispanic girl, she was tempted to throw her across her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She was pretty sure Jack wouldn't like that though and settled for carrying her bridal style.
"Don't worry about protection," The Man suddenly said. "If we get attacked again, I won't bail on you guys."
Jack looked at him in surprise. "Didn't you say you were a pacifist?"
The Man gave a vicious smile. "Oh, you'll be surprise how many ways there are to keep a splicer down without hurting them...much."
Eleanor and Jack exchanged a glance before continuing their journey. Some things were best left unknown.
Very good Crazy!Nice to see another Chapter!
*Phew* glad to see a new chapter
That was good. Can't wait for the new chapter in two months!
Heh. My bad =_='
That was good. Can't wait for the new chapter in two months! haha
Haha it's cool, I've fallen behind in my fanfic too. I have one more chapter to publish and an alternate ending and I'm just too busy to type either of them up
i had to call dibs on the first post of 2011 for this story...
but on topic the last few chapters of this were well worth the wait!
I read all of your chapters to the point where you suddenly stopped. What happened? It's 2012 already and I havent seen anymore of your masterpiece.
Yeah, I wonfer what happened.
I'm sorry if I'm "bumping" this thread, but what ever happened? I fell in LOVE with this fanfic, and it just suddenly stopped! I know you sound busy and all, but even though it's been 2 years, it's NEVER too late to make a new chapter!
Does anyone know what has happened?
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