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"Eleanor, wake up dear," I heard someone whisper into my ear, suddenly waking me from my dream. My vision was funny as they pulled my hand from the bed, barely giving me a moment to tell what time it was.
I walked along behind, brushing the hair out of my face and trying to tell what was going on. I shivered as a cool breeze hit me from a vent below, flowing all the way up my nightgown.
"Where are we going?" I asked, my brain hurting whenever I looked up at the lights. I felt as if my head was ripe and about to pop.
"It is time, child..." the voice said, but I couldn't tell what it was.
"Time for what? Where is mother?" I asked, yawning and finally getting the chance to rub my eyes.
"You will see," the man said, I couldn't see his face, but he didn't look like a splicer to me.
He opened a door, and pushed me inside a room. I squinted at the sudden bright light, but then my eyes finally adjusted. I looked, and there was a diving suit being held up on a rack. It had several tubes connected to it, and it had no glow of light from a person inside.
"Please get inside the suit child, your mother would prefer you use it; a safety requirement," the man's voice said over a speaker above me.
"Why would I need to be wearing-"
"Would you kindly put it on now," the man replied.
I was too tired to argue, so I tossed away the nightgown, and got the diving suit unzipped. It was colder in just my underwear, but the suit would probably at least have a bit more warmth in it. I got it slipped on, and picked up the helmet.
"Not yet, it is not necessary," the man said.
There was a pause, then I heard a hissing noise. Then the television in sitting next to the door turned on, and mother's face appeared; it was a live broadcast.
"Hello my dear, dear, Eleanor. I see it fits you well," she said.
"What do I need armor for? Is there something wrong?" I knew there had to be, that would be the only explanation for added security; along with waking me up in what I thought was the middle of the night.
"Oh no dear, it's just time to begin the process. It won't be finished yet when we're done, but you'll understand what I have planned so long, for you, for us, for Rapture," she said, sounding a little too charismatic for me to believe I was the only one seeing the transmission.
"What process?" I asked, stepping closer to the screen and looking up at the security camera hastily. She couldn't possibly be using the research that had, for all intensive purposes, killed Doctor Alexander.
She was.
"Your rebirth, my dear daughter," she said.
My heart skipped a beat, and I heard a humming noise. I looked at the helmet, the diving suit; oh please God, don't tell me she would seriously consider making me like-like Gil Alexander? Was this her plan all along? Make me her perfect test-tube project?
She could see my worry, I could see her surprise appear for a moment, then vanish. My face must have gotten pale, it always did when I felt worried like back before... I quickly tried to open the door.
"Breathe Eleanor, your fear is unheeded-"
"Let me out of here, mother!" I yelled, pounding on the door, then suddenly I felt a pinge of pain on my arms and legs. I looked, and the red color of adam was nearly through the tubes, which had just now stabbed into my limbs to clear the way. I tried to rip them out, but they wouldn't budge. As I tried to pull the tubes out, I suddenly felt light headed. That's when the pain kicked in.
The last thing I saw before the feeling of glass shattering inside my very veins was the television turning off, and somehow... a yell from far away.
"Help me daddy..." I managed to whimper before falling unconscious.
"Eleanor!..." an ancient voice called out to me.
I suddenly awoke, the TV was back on and I could hear pounding at the door.
"Open the door now!" I heard my mother's voice yell.
"It's jammed, the locking mechanism must have gotten too rusted!" a man's voice said.
"Then blast it open! We aren't getting any feed on her condition and I will not have my daughter die because of a mistake!" I had never heard her so angry before. Ironic, that she had been so calm when I last was conscious.
I looked, and the tubes had stopped filling in adamk, and I definitely felt awake now. I quickly grabbed the helmet and latched it on, then noticed a weapon lying behind where the suit had been; a harpoon gun.
After loading it into place on my right arm, I looked at the floor. I wished it would fall apart, and then suddenly the floor began to crumble. I heard more yelling, and then the door broke open just as I ducked to the other side of the room. The floor finally gave out, and crashed into the room below, which looked to be a dining room that was long abandoned.
"Eleanor, wait-" mother began.
I ignored her pleas, and jumped down into the room below. My feet landed with a pound, but I barely felt a thing. I smacked aside a man in my way without even touching him, and I kicked the door in front of me down. I barely felt in control, I felt so alive yet I could barely keep a handle on what my mind was thinking next; I couldn't help myself.
The splicers were all backing away in confusion as I stepped outside into the street, waiting to see what I would do.
"What is it?" one raspy voiced woman asked, checking her pistol.
I could hear footsteps from behind, and I could see what the ones in front were thinking; they would gut me like a fish if they had the chance. I felt anger, anger for them helping my mother do this to me. I hadn't asked for this, I hadn't asked for anything other than for daddy to-
I became lost in the haze of anger, I stabbed one splicer then bolted and set another on fire. I could set people on fire, apparently. It felt good; I could pay them back for hurting father. I set a few of them on fire, all running for the water mane that was broken only a few feet away, then I found out I apparently also had a bit of an electric spark to me...
"I never should have listened to you! You told me it would help her, not make her as mad as one of Ryan's thugs!" Sofia yelled at Doctor Grimmes, "She was perfectly fine in stasis! Now that I can see how clearly idiotic your idea of combining the Utopian with the Big Sister's architechture is!"
"M-m'am, it was not expected to have such an adverse effect on the girl. It is possible that it was only temporary, and that she will come to her senses and return-" the idiot began to blubber.
"I know she will be returning. I will not stop the search for her until she has returned to the home of The Family. I however, will not have this same mistake made again! And if as your pet reported that Tenenbaum has returned, then have her rip out the damned woman's heart and absorbe the adam from it!" Sofia said, not even caring her lack of composure.
"Eleanor."
My mind regained a hold of itself about an hour later, after I became lost in one of the large pipe networks between the buildings. I stopped, finally feeling myself breathe again.
I-I had killed, I hadn't actually killed anyone before. I'd seen dad-
"Delta, his name was Subject Delta. He was not your actual father. It was all lies spread by The Ryan," the memorized lines from my mother said, popping into my head. Apparently she hadn't just stabbed adam into me, but her stupid voice was in my head as well.
I had seen Delta... and my mother... kill, but I had never done it myself. I hadn't ever wanted to, I had just wanted to see the surface. Oh... Amir. I never knew what happened to him, and I probably never would.
The clanking of the metallic boots as I stepped through the danky water was far too reminiscent. When I saw a reflection of myself appear to be larger, I almost jumped, but then I realized it was just me. I was all alone, again, and I could see no bright light coming down to these depths of the oceanic abyss.
