• Bioshock Blaises' story
    Chapter 1

    I opened my eyes to a world unfamiliar and most of all wet, I hate the water. Apparently this whole city is underwater... go figure. The first time I saw through my own eyes was when an airplane crashed into a main industrial area of Rapture. The lab that I was in were doing experiments on me, I don't know what but there were no traces of who I was or who created me. It was as if I just came to be, but that isn't good enough for me. I need to know who I am, what I am. I proceded to clean myself off, my muscles and body seemed weak. I couldn't stand, I stayed there on the ground with glass shards in nearly 48% percent of my body. Strangely I felt nothing... Finally after many hours I regained the lost strength. The first thing I did was look around, and although there were no traces of who I was there were rules and instructions left behind for me. My name was Blaise, I had been undergoing rigorous tests and procedures to make me into... the word is burnt away. Well they infused vast knowledge into my mind, I have superhuman strength, and something about my skin I can't exactly make out the words. So that being the knowledged I could gather, I made my way to a bathroom to see what exactly had been done to me. As I walked out of the secret lab into the halls of disfigured bodies and mutilated corpses I for some odd reason found an odd feeling of comfort come over me. Even though deep down I still felt afraid for my life. Left and right I'd hear singing and feel the tremble of some hulknig beast lumbering around. I was looking for help but it seemed that I was only getting myself into trouble. Slowly I followed the singing, jumping from boken shattered pipe to another. This place seemed so highstrung, like its very essence screams help me. I made sure to stay out of sight and keep to the ceiling. My curiosity compelled me to a room where everything was very odd, you may say. I heard laughter from all sides, as if the very air was being taken from myself. Again and again the voicekept getting louder and louder, I couldn't stand it. They were all laughing, pointing at me!! Shut up! Go away! Leave me alone!... Just then I lunged my hand toward someones chest, there bleeding over my arm, was a man. He was no taller than me, but he looked god awful. Slowly I took my arm out of his chest, there he lay on the floor, more dead than this city. I staired at my hand, on the fingertips were drills. They were sharp, and I killed someone with them. Again with the singing and loud noise... I was called to it. The image of the man was burned into my eyes, he looked scared, as if he wanted to die.. After many twists and turns, Pipes and believe it or not water.. I found what I was looking for. His giant metal suit, her sweet little song. I found my daddy, and my sister. But something changed, something about them...