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Strange, these beings, these unfamiliar abominations that stood before the two. Alice hunkered down, disturbed by the little boy that began proclaiming this as "their" territory, not liking the erie tone in the child's voice or his empty, souless stare. Thumper didn't even register them as living things, walking right past them while wondering why his arm felt heavier than usual. This was his place of dominance, his turf, and so long as these things didn't make a move for Alice, the giant could care less. Had he been of mortal mind, he may have asked why it gave off an unfamiliar smeel, not like that of a normal Daddy, or why it's little sister was dressed weird, but he wasn't.vMr. Thumper danced on the borders of being an automaton and drone, with occasional spurts of free thought popping into his steel-incased head. So he merely groaned deeply as he plodded past them,and while Alice was scared of them why should he be? She was with him, she was safe. After all, he'd never fought anything that could rival the undisputed King of Rapture.....

Not even ten feet away, two metalic clanks echoed within Thumpers helmet, along with Alice shrieking and leaping into his hand. Something was on his back, something alive. It wouldn't be for long. "Ello there, lil' darlin'! COME 'ERE!!! A bloody hook arked out for Alice, as Thumper let her fall to the ground to evade the strike. Challenge Accepted. The Splicer on his back seemed to have jumped the gun, succeeding only in getting it's head crushed by Thumper's hand as he tore the Spider off his back. Now he could hear them, the clanking and cackling. Alice bolted for the best hiding hole she could find, an overturned Vita Chamber, as Thumper turned to face his attackers. His heart began to race, his ADAM enhanced muscles flexed, his breathing escalated, and his External Adrenaline Suppliment began pumping the fluids straight into his veins. The bioluminescent chemicals in his helmet reflecting the haze overtaking him, burning with a shade of red torn straight from Hell. The monster roared out a deefening whaal, the sheer intensity causing several street lamps around him to burst and shatter. Thought left him, replaced by endless rage and demanding instincts. There was no need for anything else, things just....... needed to Die!

With might surpassing that of any creature in Rapture thus seen, the Big Daddy swung his drill forward, dislodging and flinging the remnants of the vending machine at the biggest of the Splicers. this also served to free his drill for the upcoming backhand. The airborne Spider hadn't had time to react, being swatted out of the air by a tornado of teeth and sparks which decimated his body into bloody fireworks of gore, the meaty ribbons of remains spraying through the air back towards the oncoming group. No one threatened Alice, nothing ever would, and He was the reason why. Letting loose with another bone-shaking roar, his drill spun wildly and spat out torrents of sparks as it's teeth chattered and engine screeched angrily. The Tin Daddy charged, drill forward and Hell following with him.....