User:Beast of burden

well if your reading this then im already dead, Rapture has fallen......its all gone to Hell.

I used to work on the Little Sister project under Andrew Ryan, but that all changed when my brothers daughter, Lucy was tacken and changed.... she didnt even recanize me.....she just sat there...stareing, singing some song and when i tread to speak to her she screamed and ran away. my brother volanteird for the Protector Program, wanted to be with his daughter......the stupid bastard asked me to be the one to do the opperation, wanted me to be the one who put him in the sout, Subject Epsilon...........why Marcus, why? you screemed and screemed but it was too late i couldent stop or you would die.

i saw him las week walking down the streets of Olympus Hights, Lucy in tow..looking for "Angels" sickaning, how could i do that.....then i saw it the Splicers, they attacked fom all sides and Epsilon....no.....not Epsilon, Marcus was tacken by suprise, the three LeadHeads where shooting Him with all they had and this Brute of a man began tareing into him with all his strengh. i saw the Houdini appear next to Lucy and grab Her, He dissapeard and i ran after he trail. but it was too late, the scream was unbarible and i watched as he lifless body hit the floor, eyes lifeless and a gapeing hole in Her stumach.

the bastard then laughed, HE FUCKING LAUGHED! i picked up a Sho Gun from a dead Splicer and shot at him, right in the shoulder, He started to throw fire at me and tryed to teleport but i shit Him agane watched in sick glee that he fell to his knees. I walked up to him, picked up a hammer lying on the ground and bluggened Him to death.

I watched as my once brother walked to his now dead daughter and fell to his knees, He held her cold body in his armes and ket out a mournful wail that chilled me to the bone......then he just got up and walked away, Lucy still in His armes.

i spent the rest of my days saveing the childrena dntakeing them to Tenenbaum, we have been helping each other for a while now, but the Splicers are getting stronger, evolving.

now hear i am, hold up in an appartment, door locked and barracaded as Splicers screema dn rour behind it, a small girl with glowing eyes in mu armes as she crys. if you are reading this then those monsters have gotten through the door and my brother, Marcus, who in His last moments came to my aide and torn apart half the hord before they braught Him down, His sacrafice was wasted.