Bioshock: Rifts

Fluttershy was a wreck. She had been told to kill people at random, just for being themselves. And what was worse, this wasn't some random person. They had names written down for the next kill. It was against everything she stood for... but if she didn't comply to their wishes... She shivered and slowed to a crawl, eventually stopping in the middle of the hall. As a Zealot, she was given three items: A uniform, a club, and a vigor. But she was a special kind of Zealot, one that outranked the Head Zealot, but not enough to actually do anything. She was a Mocking Bird Zealot. She loved birds, bluejays, robins, cardinals, but now the very things she loved turned a horrible nightmare.

As a Mocking Bird Zealot, she wore a slightly different outfit than the rest. Her robes were white instead of the traditional black and blue, and instead of a mask that covered her whole head, (See KKK) she wore an old mask in the shape of a beak, that was used by doctors in the German parts of Shantytown. Her pink hair was still visible from the back, and if one looked closely, they could see every time she spoke her chin bob up and down. They told her she was an angel sent by God.

She felt like a monster that was forced into slavery.

Her fist tightened and she did something even she couldn't believe. She punched the concrete wall and her skin tore open. An 'Engel' that was what the German said to her before he died.

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"I'm sorry, but... I have to do it or else they'll kill us both..." She said to her latest victim. She opened her mouth to give the commanding screech, but the German man spoke, effectively stopping her.

"I do not mind the slightest Frau, but my I ask your name before you do it?" The man said with a smile. She looked at him with sad eyes behind the mask, and slowly shook her head. "Why's that?" He said with a frown.

"Because it against my policy to give my name to my victim." She replied, tears coming from her face as she wanted to say the truth. His frown turned into a look of confusion, then he settled for a smile and closed his eyes.

He chuckled a bit. "There's a reason I don't mind you doing this in the slightest," he said causing her eyes to go wide behind the mask. "if you are an Engel, then God knows I don't want to be one!" He said laughing as crows suddenly appeared and tore his skin from his flesh. Fluttershy backed up. That wasn't her... but her face slowly contorted from confusion and shock to a scowl that showed hatred and malice. She could not see his face, but she knew behind that mask, he was smiling.

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After a few hours of poking around, she found that the word 'Engel' was the word Angel in English/Equestrian. She was an angel to him, and he didn't want to be one. To them she was an angel, but in their own sick way. She, once again, tore her mask off and threw it to the wall, where it clattered to the ground. She felt herself hiccup, and finally she broke down crying.

"Now, now... Chin up..." A dark voice said behind her. Her sobs stopped instantly, and grabbing the club on her side, swung at the Head Zealot. He grabbed it mid swing, and pulled so close to him, she could smell his horrid breath. "You should be happy you're helping us purge these non-worthy maggots from the world they live in. Why, I know something that would make you happy! How about we do a child tonight?" He said with a small chuckle.

He was met with Fluttershy's teeth biting his face through the mask. "AH! You little bitch! I'll make sure you pay for that!" He said drawing his sword. 'Shy, grabbing her club again, taking a laughable and mockable stance. He swung his sword towards her, but even as sharp as it was, it lodged itself into Fluttershy's club. Both sides pulled away and took stance again. This time, Fluttershy attacked, but not before spinning and using her hair as distraction that left him open for a split second. She took her chance and swung as she finished her spin...

*CLANG*.....*Clu-clu-clunk*

Fluttershy was now on the ground on her knees, looking at the man and his sword pointing at her face. "...That was a smart move, using your hair like that. But you made one, almost fatal, mistake." He said tugging on his mask. "I have this on my head... Now little bitch, time for a hair cut." He said and grabbed the back of her head. He ran his fingers through her hair, petting like an animal, before taking a big tuft of it and cut it of with his blade. He round her again, and showed her the long pink hair in his hand. "Y'know... I was gonna reward by doing something... pleasurable, but I don't think you deserve it... yet..." He said as he laughed and walked away. In one last defiant fit, Fluttershy grabbed her fallen club and through it straight at the back of his head.

*Clunk*

He stopped, turned and rounded to her and slapped her in the face. "You listen here you stupid bitch!" He spat. "You're lucky I don't want to kill right now! So...why don't we get started right now?" He asked, with a horrible leer underneath his mask. Using his sword, he put a clean cut vertically in her robe, exposing her breasts. "This will be fun..." he said, as Fluttershy screamed...