Snippet #5968

Epsilon

It had been along time. Almost a life time it seemed, though hardly qualified a life time when compared to how long Epsilon might live. The city though wrought in death, chaos, and anarchy was still lit up as though nothing had happened over the past decade. It was still the city that Epsilon was privileged to protect, still the city that needed his help.

From his perch on the coral reef that surrounded the city of Rapture Epsilon could see everything. The buildings, the connecting tunnels, and even foundation. It all laid before him, sprawling on the see floor. The coral cliff plummeted nearly a hundred feet before it leveled off. The distance really was nothing when in the water but with Epsilon's weight it might be.

With a quick push, Epsilon hop off the cliff and slowly plummeted to the bottom of the coral face. A few seconds later and the weighty metal body impacted the sea floor, sending silt and debris outwards. The silt veil lingered in the water as the behemoth of a man, or what is left of a man, walked towards the city of Rapture.

The Ryan Retreat read all over the building in red neon lights with the logo of a picture of Andrew Ryan on the main sign. Like all of Raptures swanky hotels it was very opulent. The rich came to the place for rest and relaxation or a secret rendezvous with secret lover, but now no one came here for those things. The only reason would be to loot, pillage, or hunt for Little Sisters. This though was the best place for Epsilon to get back into Rapture directly. With the large window it would be simple as smashing it in to enter the building.

Raising his arms over his head, Epsilon slammed his massive arms against the glass. Again and again he swung his great mass against the thick glass. With one last slam with his overly armored right arm he broke through. The water pushed against him but pointlessly so. His mass moved deliberately through the opening just big enough for him to get through. The whole display was still intact due to the divided panes of glass but the room was still filling rather quickly with water as it filled in behind Epsilon. He didn’t care though if the Pink Pearl filled with water or if he even had to destroy the entire building. Nothing was more important the fact…

…Epsilon had returned