Tales From Rapture

A history of two splicers

Have you ever wondered why there are so many hidden objects here, in Rapture? Let me to tell the history:
One night, a couple of splicers were together, drinking at Mc Clintock Memorial cemetery. The have stolen ADAM and money from other splicer that had a lot of syringes and bucks with him... o celebrate, the bought a bottle of Old Tom's and shared histories and their madness.

-You know how was the death of this man? -Said one of them
-why? did you?- said the woman
-He was one of the most important men here, in Rapture. He founded the Metro...Without him, bathyspheres wold remain as a part of our wet dreams...
-The legend says that one night, after talk with Ryan, he dreamed with a two-ways transportation that could communicate the whole city in question of minutes. ..- The man raised his glass and toasted in honor of that person.

She hit him with her tube. -Do you think that it is a legend? I will tell you a real legend!- She stood on a gravestone and begun to speak with a solemn accent:
Fontaine is alive...-She laughed- But is hidden somewhere in the city, planning his next movement ... I swear you, when he returns and claims that is owns, everything in Rapture may be under risk, but he will not come alone... I've heard that somebody from out here may help him...
What the heck did you said, woman?- said the man. -Really do you think that Fontaine will rise here again? Atlas is the new messiah of Rapture! If he tries to confront both, he will be vanished from here in less that a cock sings... You are crazy.

Then, a tremor shook the area and a scent caught their attention.
-Did you smelled it ? -said her
-Yes, For some reason, I need to go to Point Prometheus...
-Me too, but first, we need to hide a part of the booty or one of these motherfuckers could stole it.
Then, she injected some ADAM and used her winter blast to froze a part of the treasure, took other part and ran to Point Prometheus.

Shortly before arriving the scent gone ant they returned to normality, but an explosion disconcerted them.
-Is from the memorial! -Screamed her
They tried to get their booty, but was too late.

From the smoke, the can see a shadowy figure running, and they decided to get and kill the person that did it.
They chased him, but did not longer catch...
-Is too late, I guess -Said the man.

Poor again, the couple of splicers wandered trough the memorial, looking for everything that were still useful, but to prevent accidents, they divided the loot in various parts, and hid them where they could, including waste disposals and pots. Using a plasmid, they impregnated the loot with pheromones, o, if someone stole and used a minimal part of the treasure,the may recognize it and kill irremediably.
Everything was fine until one night that the man dreamed with Henrietta -the woman- using and spending all the loot buying more weapons and ammunition to defeat Big Daddies, that she hated...
While he dreamed with that, Henrietta dreamed with Patrick -the man- using all the money to buy services from a whore, forsaking her without anything...
Was obviously, the first person to wake-up, would be to kill the other. As fate would have Patrick was the first, and killed her with a wrench.
Then, he begun to check all the hiding places where the loot was saved, being the last place a trash can at the entrance to the city...
The moment when Patrick arrived to the entrance, he saw a beautiful girl using a mask that were fighting against a splicer. She didn't correspond the favor and showed to him her disfigured face, attacking him. With great difficulty, he escaped from her, and frustrated, begun to check the can.
A great noise was heard throughout the site, it was the bathysphere, that came from outside.
-"This wghtill be my opportunity to get something new" -He thought-
However, before attacking the visitor, someone attacked him from behind, killing him.
The people that came from outside was Jack Ryan, the man that saved us from the sinful Andrew Ryan...
And, Finish. This is the end of this history.

-I hope that this history help you looking for the unity of the family, remember that she said: Everyone is strong, but just together, we can be powerful.
- Thanks, Father Whales. In the name of Jack....