//-------------------------------------------------------// Bioshock: Equestria -by Thebravenorse- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// Preface //-------------------------------------------------------// Preface Youtube Video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DV9kg-M1RJw) Theme for Bioshock: Equestria Rapture. The city under water. A place where even celestia her-self has no power. A place where there are no Gods, no Kings, only mortals with ambitions. The city was unlike any other. The first difference being that It was completely submerged beneath the Equestrian sea. Far from the rules and regulations of the surface world. Second. The city Is able to stay under water thanks to the magic powered generators, and the magic protected glass walls that surround the city. Those two devices where the creation of the smartest mare in the world Twilight Sparkle. My best friend.  After getting permission from the city’s creator  Andrew Hoofen. If we had something similar to a leader down here its Andrew Hoofen. Andrew was some big-shot Inventor from Stalliongrad. He made millions selling his Inventions, like the gun or the big daddy. But after some time he got bored. So with his team of scientist (Including Twilight) they built Rapture. It took them only ten years to build half of the city, which is the part we are In now. The rest is still being built. But that should only take two more years at tops. At lest that's what Andrew Hoofen told us. Not in person of course. But over the intercom. I haven't  seen Andrew (Or Twilight) in over a year. But that's fine, I'm shore that they are very busy. And besides, I still hear there voices over the intercom. Some times. After the word got out that a city was built under the sea, pony's from all over Equestria came to Rapture too become a citizen. Twilight, me, and the girls included. Everything was fine. Twilight got a job working for Andrew Hoofen. Pinkie Pie opened up a bakers shop on Raptures west market. Rarity opened up a new store. Rainbow Dash got a job at the magic power plants, but she soon left Rapture and returned to Ponyville. She said something a long the lines of 'Under the sea is no place for a Pegasus'. Every pony was sad, but slowly moved on. She promised to visit some time soon. To bad that will never happen. Fluttershy didn’t even place one hoof down here. She was to scared of  the fact of being surrounded by water 24/7. But at lest Rainbow Dash has one friend left. Those two are truly lucky. And AppleJack came to Rapture as well, and opened a stall in one of Raptures many markets. All of her apples were shipped here from her farm in Equestria. Gods, I miss those apples... Gods, I miss everypony... And then theirs me. Hello my names Spike, and welcome to Rapture. Nicknamed.... hell under the sea. One Year earlier. City of Rapture. (Stop Music) Knock! Knock! Knock! Spike opened his eyes. Having just been woken up, the dragon was slow to move. But more knocks came. Knock! Knock! Knock! "I'm coming, I'm coming" Spike whispered. He hopped off the bed and walked too the door. Spike opened the door to his house and was met with a huge grin that could only belong to one mare. Pinkie Pie. "Hi Spike!" Said Pinkie Pie happily. "Hi Pinkie Pie" Spike closed the door behind her as she walked in. "what brings you to this side of Rapture today?". (But what Spike didn't notice was one of Raptures many cameras zooming in on his living room window) She took a seat inside the living room. Then responded. "What, can't I come see my favorite dragon in the whole-wide-world once any awhile" She said smiling ear to ear. "Well no" Spike took at in front of her. "but its been weeks sense you came to see me". 'Been weeks sense anyponys came to see me' Thought Spike. Pinkie Pie frowned, and her whole appearance changed from one of happiness to one of regret and shame. "Yea I know" She began. "Its just works been really busy lately, and I couldn't find the time. Couldn't even find the time to come and see one of my friends" Pinkie Pie bowed her head in shame. The mare looked to be on the verge of tears. Spike felt a deep pain hit his heart. He hated it when one of his friends cried, especially Pinkie Pie. 'Poor mare. It must be hard on her to not be able to see her friends on a dally basis anymore' Thought Spike. Which was true. After coming to Rapture everypony was happy and hung out all the time. But over the last few years everypony started to see each other less and less. Ever since more pony's started to come too Rapture business has been booming. So to put It simply. More business, less friend hang out time. Pinky Pie felt a claw on her shoulder, she then looked up. Spike smiled down at her. Spike had grown over the years. Not just in size, but in maturity as well. He was now three feet taller than the average stallion. And with his maturity he even got a job as Raptures fresh water manger. To put it in words Spike was a very handsome, and very well known resident of Rapture. That was one of the many reasons she had a crush on him. "Pinkie Pie its okay" Said Spike. "but you do have to make it up to me. First, you have spend the whole day with me. And second, you have to smile". Pinkie Pies vigor returned. She lunged herself at the dragon, bring him into a tight embrace. Spike and Pinkie giggled, holding each other. Once Pinkie Pie had got her fill she let go. "Okay Spike its a deal!" She exclaimed. Spike Smiled. "Great". Present Day. City ruins of Rapture. Spike looked up from the photograph of him and Pinkie Pie at Raptures west Park. That was where the two had gone after leaving Spikes house that day.  Soon after that  Spike and Pinkie Pie had spent every day off with each other. After there seventh get-together the dragon and mare confessed there fillings for each other, and began a happy relationship. To bad everything went to hell soon afterwords. Spike hasn't even seen Pinky Pie in one year, after him and her got separated during the riots. But that was all in the past now. All that matters now is staying alive.... ....In the hell that is Rapture. //-------------------------------------------------------// Chapter 1: My choice //-------------------------------------------------------// Chapter 1: My choice At that moment, back in the ruins of Rapture, Spike, with his double-barrel shotgun between his legs, sat quietly in one of Raptures many dark, wet, moist, and glass covered hotel rooms. The only light for the dragon was the old neon signs barely hanging on-to the outside of Raptures buildings, letting there dim light cast threw the water, and into the room. Just then the intercom clicked, singling the start of a prerecorded message. This message in particular was one that Spike had heard many times before. It was also a message that he had heard on his very first day in Rapture... The message that had started this, Nightmare. Youtube Video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=brNMCl3CM1Q) With the message over the intercom clicked off. Spike let out a long sigh and shut his eyes. "Was it ever my choice?" Spike asked himself. "To come too this city. To leave behind everything we had. To start a new life, and to have it all go to hell. Was that.... my choice?". Spike griped his gun. "No!" he yelled, opening his eyes and gritting his teeth. "It.was.not.my.choice". Spike got off the floor and turned to the glass window. Outside, there were all kinds of fish. Sharks, jellyfish, all kinds. So free to go anywhere they wish, and no pony to stop them. They where truly free... Freedom. That is what Spike has wanted for a whole year. The freedom to leave this city. The freedom to start a new life somewhere else, and the freedom to forget this ever happened. That is what Spike would give anything in the world for. Freedom. Spike closed his eyes once more. "Yes, I choose to come to Rapture" He began. "I choose to leave everything behind, and I choose to start a new life with my friends". Spike reopened his eyes. A few tears escaped, falling onto to wet floor, making a small splash sound that filled the quiet room with noise. One tear fell onto Spikes gun, as it was raised to his head. "But it was NOT my choice to be apart of this hell. It was Not my choice to lose all my friends" Spike griped the shotgun. "You lied Andrew Hoofen. We are all slaves, because fate is the true man.... Fate is the true chooser". Spike smiled, looking onward out into the blue sea. Looking at all the free fish. Free... He was going to be free.... finally free... And with only one regret; That he gave up looking for his friends. That was his choice. And he was about to make one more. "But Andrew, this right here is my choice" Spike cocked the gun. "to go out my way". Then the silent ruined city of Rapture heard one last sound.... BLAM!.... .... THUD! Couple of hours later *Splash*... *Splash*... *Splash* The sound of hoof steps could be heard in the distance. Making splash, after splash. *Splash*... *Splash*... *Splash* The hoof steps got closer. *Splash*... *Splash*... *Splas- The hoof sounds stopped at the door. "errrrrr" Slowly the metal door slid open, reviling a pony's shadowed silhouette. *Splash*... *Splash*... *Splash* As the silhouette got closer its eyes widened at the body of the lifeless dragon before it. Once at Spikes body it leaned down. Ever so slowly the pony injected a syringe into Spikes neck. Seeing that it was deep enough, the pony injected the Plasmids into the his body. "..." "..." "..err...errrr..." "w..wha.. what happened..." Asked a very confused, and very dizzy Spike. Slowly, Spike opened his once dead eyes. Blinking a few times Spike could finally make out the pony standing before him. But she was not a pony. Or at lest she was, but not anymore. Standing over Spike, and looking down at him with bright yellow eyes was Sweetie Bell. But she was not the happy, energetic little filly back in Ponyville. No, now she was a.... Little sister. Sweetie Bell smiled a creepy smile, that only an insane pony could make, and spoke to her old friend. "Hay Spike" She said slow and happily. But then her voice turned grim and dark. "We have a lot to catch up on".