Two recently cleaned ponies at my sides, and a new layer of bandaging, signified that we were more than ready for the call that would soon arrive through the projector. At the moment, the girls were just conversing with one another, though I found myself zoning out as this went on, and I was just sitting there in my usual silence, staring boringly ahead as I awaited for the lights of the room to dim. If anything, I just used this time to think.

For instance, I found myself thinking back to the splicer from before. It was obvious that, considering how easily I had handled the situation, even in my current condition, I was still able to hold myself in a fight, even better than usual in fact, to an extent, so I'd basically be more than ready to head out again with the girls, if need be.

Though... There was still something that bothered me. It was still about the splicer. More specifically, when I had killed him. I had, admittedly, done so quite... Maliciously. I felt boredom as I ended his life, which had only come after a short bout of satisfaction.

This, wasn't normal, even for someone as twisted as me. I couldn't hear the voices from my programming in the back of my head anymore, and that was fine and all, but I didn't necessarily say that I still couldn't hear voices. They were faint, almost unnoticeable, but, as I had ended the life of that splicer from before, I had only recently noticed that, at the time, they grew louder, though just barely. What exactly were these voices saying? And, more importantly, why did I only start to hear them after having lost my suit?

"Omega?" Fluttershy's voice rang, breaking me out of my thoughts with a quick snap as my eyes refocused, looking to my two charges as they gazed at me with expressions of concern. Maybe I had spaced out a little too much. "Are you okay?"

Despite my thought filled psyche, I gave the two a small smile, nodding and waving my hand dismissively. The two didn't seem completely convinced at this, but I didn't see any real reason why. After all, I was just thinking. Doing so wouldn't make any difference anyways.

Rarity, likely sharing the same concern as Fluttershy, made to speak, but was quickly cut off as the light in the room dimmed, both her, Fluttershy's, and I's attention quickly bieng shifted to the projector. Hmph, seems as though the timing on this thing has always tried to make itself work out for the best. Not that I was complaining, that is.

Adjusting my seating position slightly, the girls and I watched as the projector screen took its usual beginning of white, followed shortly by the developing image of a large group of ponies, all of them seeming ecstatic to hear from us again. The princesses, as I quickly noticed were indeed among the group this time, their large sizes dwarfing over the other ponies in front of them.

"Hi everypony! Did ya miss us?" Pinkie Pie greeted excitedly, waving as she did so. My charges and I gave our own greeting in return, Fluttershy and Rarity giving their 'hello's while I just gave a small wave back.

The rest of the group followed shortly after Pinkie's example, giving their own signs of recognition, almost by order, as it went down the line. Eventually, it was the turn of the princesses to say their hellos.

"Good greetings, all." Said Luna, followed immediately by her older sister, Celestia.

"Yes, it is good to see you again." Yet again, I gave a small wave, which, oddly enough, was met by the curious gazes of the two. Awkward couldn't begin to cover it as the two practically studied me with their eyes, seeming to take in every detail that they could.

"... Hmmm... So this is what a human looks like?" Celestia asked in a tone of both curiosity and interest, bringing about a deadpan from me, along with a raised brow.

"FoR thE moSt pARt, YeS." I responded, silently hoping that we could move off the subject. Being the center of everyone's sudden interest, let alone when the reason is because you're another species, is not fun. Clearing my throat, I rolled my wrist as I motioned for us to move on, which, thankfully, the princesses quickly did, shaking their heads as they moved back to focus.

"Yes, well then... I believe you are aware of what the call refers to this time, correct?" Princess Luna asked, myself nodding in return as I put on a more serious expression.

"Of CouRsE." I said simply, leaning forward in attention. Looking down to Twilight, Celestia and the purple mare both exchanged an understanding nod, before she then cleared her own throat, taking a small step forward to address the obvious matter at hand.

"Omega, yesterday, we had come to the topic about how there was another way to exit Rapture, before the spell's time limit had been reached. Would you mind explaining it to us?" Twilight said, seeming to take every precaution to sound as professional as possible. If I had to guess, she was doing it because the princesses were behind her, at the moment. Honestly, were it not for the fact that I knew her a little better than that, I would have thought her a kiss ass. Mentally rolling my eyes at this, I gave the pony a quick nod in confirmation, and acceptance, as I quickly made to the explanation that I had so owed them.

Granted, I was hesitant in doing so, knowing fully well of how dangerous this path was compared to the other we had attempted to take, but, I still had a promise to keep, and this meeting of ours couldn't afford and interruptions, if even short.

"AlRighT, whEre to StaRT..." I mused to myself, much to my mental disappointment. So much for not wasting time. "LEts SeE... wE KnoW thAt, In RaPTuRe, TherE ArE tWo WaYS tO rEACh tHe SurFace. oNE, bEinG thRoUGh BAtHyspHere aCCesS, WhiCh, As Of A FEw daYs AgO, iS nO lonGer aN opTioN."

All the ponies nodded at this, though some seemed rather solemn, as I then made to continue. "THe oTheR thOuGH, iS sTilL, froM wHaT I RemEmbER, a PoSSiBle oPtion Of oUrS. An aNDreW ryAN BranD EscApE SuB, mADE foR A SitUaTioN iN whiCh RapTurE woUlD gO throUgH anY SorT oF cATAstrOphy, wHerE a GroUP oF peOpLe, oR PonIEs, iN thIs cASe," I corrected, gesturing to my charges as emphasis, "WoULD bE aBlE tO sAFElY ExIT thE ConFinES oF RaPturE, deSpiTe tHe PerMissiOn oF ANdrEW RYaN, oR OtheRwise."

Having been listening intently, one of the ponies, Rainbow Dash, spoke up, a question of hers having been hanging as I spoke. "Well, if that's the case, then how come you didn't just go that way in the first place?" She asked, many ponies murmuring in similar thought as she did so.

Shaking my head, I let out a sigh as I made to answer, knowing that they, just like I, would not like the response. "ThE reAsOn iS beCaUsE eScapE sUbs liKE thoSE aRe 'AgED TeChNOlogy' iN RaPtUrE, aNd aLL aGed teChnoloGy iS SenT to LoWeR RaptURe, WhiCh, aT thE moMENT, iS abOUt 100 tiMeS MorE danGerOuS thaN uPPeR RaPTurE, WherE wE aRE."

The ponies, Fluttershy and Rarity included, obtained faces of sudden worry, likely inflicted by my statement. Despite this though, Rainbow Dash still went on, her cocky nature pushing her to a slight skepticism of this threat.

"Psh, it can't be that bad." Okay, she's pushing it a bit. Narrowing my eyes, I looked to her as seriously as possible, causing her to flinch back slightly.

"... LeT mE pUT iT tO yOu lIkE tHiS. DuRing tHe SpliCeR uPriSing, yEaRs AgO, OveR 90 pErCenT of ThE biG DaDDy pOpulAtion wAS doWn theRE, mySelF incLudEd. We WeRE aLl wIpeD ouT in MinUTEs." Again, she flinched at this, along with the other ponies that accompanied her. "THe oNlY reASOn I SurVivEd wAs thAt I CoulDnt Be KiLLed, aNd evEn thEn, thEy tOOk me DowN a GooD fiVe TimES iN a RoW beForE thEY goT bOrED."

Look, I'm not going to sugarcoat it for them, or anything like that. Lower Rapture was the most dangerous region in all of Rapture, the sea, the WORLD, and possibly any world! Where as, up here, the worst threat would be a group of five Spider Splicers, down there, that would be nothing more than a small get together. Among the worst that I had seen there, I had once been attacked by over five Brute Splicers, three Houdini's, and twelve Lead-heads! Even then, I could tell that that was still a small group, by Lower Rapture standards!

Thats the reason I was, and am, so hesitant to tell them about this escape route. It could very well mean death, even more so than Rapture already has to deal with!

The ponies, now having gone silent, looked to me in shock, a small sense of dread coming over me as I noticed Sweetie Belle shake slightly in what I presumed to be fear. "God damn it." Maybe I should have toned that explanation down about.

"... W-well... If it really i-is that dangerous, then m-maybe we should just wait until the y-year passes?" Fluttershy asked, Rarity giving a slow nod in agreement as the two looked to me. I glanced to the two of them before, with a sigh, I looked downwards.

"... I wIsH iT couLD bE tHaT SimpLe." I said, the ponies all looking to me questioningly as I did so, some of their ears twitching as I went on. "LikE I HaD sAiD lOng AgO, wHeN yOu pOniEs haD fiRST ComE to RapTurE, thiS cItY iS DyiNg. I WaS thE oNly thIng HolDing It tOgEthEr, anD noW... I'd GiVE it AbouT a mOnTh beFore tHe glAsS AdHEsivEs I haD uSed in My rePaIrs Give waY. ShortLy AftEr thAt, the cOrE wOulD sHut dOwN, lEaVing RapTure WithoUT poWEr. EvEn sOonEr thEN, FlooDs wOulD breAK ouT evErywhEre, aNd wIthiN the NexT tWo WeeKs, RaptUrE, woUlD fiNaLLy BrEaK APaRT." There was another moment of silence as I said this, my charges looking to me with large concern, and obvious fear in their eyes.

"So... You can't get out... But you can't stay there?" Twilight summed up, a nod from me all but confirming it. Hearing her say it, it does sound pretty bad, doesn't it? "Then... What do we do?"

... What else can we do... Rapture has basically been disconnected from life support now, and is slowly nearing its end. If the splicers don't get the girls and I, then, more than likely, the collapse of Rapture would... Glancing upwards, I noticed the sad expressions that everyone held. Thoughts of how hefty a loss this would be for them, family and friend wise. How, despite their best efforts, the ones they cared about could be lost in mere moments... Just like me when I still had...

My eyes narrowing, and a short grunt escaping from me, I stood myself up from the mattresses, the ponies all glancing to me as I did so, a surge of confidence going through as I looked to them. "... WE'rE goiNg thrOUgh loWeR RaPturE." I said determinedly, all the ponies eyes widening as they looked to me in shock and surprise.

"Pardon? Didn't ya just say-"

"LowEr RaPtuRe is DanGerOus, yEs, bUt aT lEaSt, TheN, thE gIrLs hAve A ChaNce oF mAKinG it oUt oF hERE." I said, interrupting Applejack as I crossed my arms together.

"B-... But darling, you could-..."

"IM weLl aWaRe oF thE faCt thAT I CouLd dIE foR gOoD NoW, RaRitY." I said. "BUt, I'd raTheR mYsElF diE tHaN eiThEr of YoU tWo." At this, Fluttershy and Rarity both slightly reddened, gaining faces of surprise, before they slowly shifted to small, thankful smiles.

Moving my gaze upwards, to the projector screen, where the ponies were all looking to me in... Actually, I'm not that sure what emotion they looked to me in. It was an odd combination between concern, gratefulness, and a little bit of an impressed feel from the princesses and Sweetie Belle. "So, WhAT dO YoU aLL thInK?"

As I figured, the group took a moment of thought at this, looking to one another questioningly as Fluttershy, Rarity, and I, awaited their responses. Eventually,-after about, say, two minutes?- the group seemed to come to an agreement, princesses, ponies, and fillies alike giving one another an affirmative nod before they all looked to us again.

"You'll keep them safe?" Celestia asked. In return, I chuckled, looking to her with a smile.

"YoU reAllY nEeD tO aSK?" Though she didn't respond immediately, glancing between the three of us for a short moment, she eventually put on a smile of her own, chuckling just as well.

"I suppose not." She said, drawing a nod from me.

"When shall you begin this journey?" Princess Luna chimed in, the girls and I giving her out attention in return.

"We'll head out tomorrow."

"What!?!" My brow slightly rose at this exclamation, which had come from almost every pony that was present, all of them looking to me in surprise. What? The sooner we got going, the better.

"Are you sure thats a good idea? You aren't exactly in the best possible state for this." Twilight remarked, gesturing to my bandaging and upper torso.

"Yeah. Maybe you should take it easy?" Sweetie Belle added, a look of worry about her small, innocent being.

"We wouldn't want you to pull something while you're out there! Oh, or trip and fall, or slip on an ice cube, ooh, or mayb-" Not really wanting to go through the situation of an infinitely talking Pinkie Pie again, I rose my arm as a signal for her to stop, which, much to my surprise, she quickly did.

"LooK, wE dONt HaVe a LoT Of tiMe, aND thE SooNEr wE gET gOinG, ThE BeTTeR." I explained. "BesIdEs, I fEEl fiNe." The amount of skepticism that came into the room as I said this would have been enough to keep Rature afloat, to say the least. So, with a roll of my eyes, I continued. "IM sEriOus. ANywAyS, LowER RaPtuRe isNt BatHYspHerE aCcEsSiBLe, sO we'RE gOinG To HavE tO TaKE thE lOnG WaY. I'M goiNg tO sPenD thE reST oF tOdAY PrePAring. ToMMoroW, afteR yOu AlL CaLL AgAIN, thE ThREe Of Us arE gOinG tO hEaD out."

"We'll help you!" Fluttershy quickly offered, Rarity nodding in agreement as I gave the two a smile and a silent 'thanks'.

"What kind of 'preparations' do you need, exactly?" Rainbow Dash asked as I gave her a deadpan.

"WeLl, FoR onE thInG, CloThes." I said simply, gesturing to myself in emphasis. Oddly enough though, this just drew raised brows from both her, and the others.

"Yeah, why do you wear clothes all the time, anyways?" Sweetie Belle asked, much to my chagrin. Honestly though, out of all the ponies, and all the questions, it had to be her to ask this? I mean, in a way, I probably should have known that they'd ask this, considering that they're all usually walking around naked, but still!

"Um... Er... WEll..." Christ, this is awkward. "... To pUt iT As sIMpLy,"

"And as vaguely,"

"as pOSsiblE, huMAns doN't hAve fUr, Or aNytHIng, to CoVEr tHEm." Sweetie Belle rose a brow at this, not seeming to understand, luckily. As for the other ponies, Fluttershy and Rarity especially, they all seemed to realize what I was implying almost instantly, red coming to all of their faces as their eyes widened.

"... I don't get i-" Thankfully, before she could finish, the light started to flicker again, signaling the coming end of the call as the projector screen began to lose it's image. There is a god! A very, very inactive god, but still a god.

"Oh, would you look at that! It seems as though it's time for us to go!" Rarity started to say, obviously moving away from the subject.

"Y-yes! W-we should start preparing for tomorrow!" Seems as though Fluttershy wanted to push off the subject as well.

"But what abou-" And I was no exception!

"YouLl fiGurE iT oUt wheN yoUrE OlDer, We'Ve gOt tO gO, ByE-..." The projector finally fading to black, my farewell devolved back into a groan as the spell that had kept my voice translated also shut down, leaving me speechless again.

Placing my hand on my head and letting out a sigh of relief, I made my way over to the whiteboard at the end of the room, picking up the marker, and writing to the girls.

"CLOSE ONE. HEADING OUT FOR SOME THINGS. WON'T BE FAR. GATHER OUR FOOD AND WATER. USE THE BAG FROM BEFORE." As I wrote that last sentence, I pointed over to the burlap sack that we had gotten from the Farmer's Market, during our last scavenge. The girls, quickly reading my message, nodded in understanding.

"Very well then, darling. Um, when can we expect you to be back?" Putting my hand to my chin for a moment in thought, I erased the earlier message with a quick swipe of my arm, swiftly writing another.

"GIVE ME HALF AN HOUR." Another nod from the girls gave me all the answer I needed, as I began to make my out, leaving them to their own 'duties' as I went to mine. Alright, so, all I had to do now was find some clothes, and make a short stop afterwards. Simple... God damn I wish it was simple.

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Five minutes into my half hour limit already, and I still couldn't find anything. I must have been through half of the other apartment blocks around here, and I still had yet to find a decent piece of clothing that I could use! Well, actually, there were a few articles that fit me, but, I'd rather not go into combat wearing a dress... Yeah.

Shutting another cabinet with a groan, I could feel my frustration growing as I continued to tear the room apart, small tinges of guilt hitting me as I did so. I had said so many, many times before. I don't like to take anything from Rapture out of its place, unless I have to. But, in a case where Rapture is only a couple of months away from reaching a complete and total collapse on itself, well, I can make a small exception.

"Dress. No. Scarf. No. Oh, hey, here's a shir- and it's a size XXL... Awesome. "

As you can tell, progress is just going great.

"Childs clothing. Really? T-shirt that says, 'Ill show you a fun time'... H-E-L-L no. Ugh- just- there has to be something in this goddamn apartment!"

Slamming the drawers shut as I reached for my face and pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration, I couldn't help but to wonder how my charges were doing at the moment.

Heh, probably better than me- Oh, hello closet!

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The sound of clacking metals and shifting fabric had long filled the room since Fluttershy and Rarity had begun their own part in the packing of supplies for their upcoming journey to the lower, forgotten depths of Rapture.

Having no true indication as to how long their trek would be, the two were ensuring that everything that they packed would be secure, and would last. Reaching for another of the metal cans, her eyes on the filling insides of the bag as she did so, Fluttershy lightly bumped the tip of her hoof against a can, knocking it off of its precarious position atop the others and sending it rolling as it clanged against the floor.

"Oh dear." Said Fluttershy, as she moved away from the sack, Rarity continuing her own neat stacking of the sack's inventory as she glanced to Fluttershy and the fallen can. Maneuvering herself around the various other conservatives that currently surrounded them as she followed the path of the can, leading her to the projector screen's 'stand'.

Glancing to the screen as she ducked down for the can, Fluttershy felt the corner of her mouth lower as she gave a worried expression, with a vivid, good-mannered, yet concerning memory coming to mind.

'I'd raTheR mYsElF diE tHaN eiThEr of YoU tWo.'

"..."

"... R-rarity," Fluttershy began, grabbing hold of the loose can of peaches that had rolled away from the others. "are we sure this is a good idea?"

At this question, Rarity's craze for neatly placing the supplies into the bag was momentarily diminished as she turned to her friend, who was, at the moment, absentmindedly rolling a can around in between her two hooves. "Whatever do you mean, Fluttershy?" She asked, raising a brow as she placed a currently held can down next to her on the floor.

"I-I mean... Omega said that it was really dangerous, and-..."

"Fluttershy, we'll be fine, darling. Omega said that he'd do everything in his power to protect us." Rarity offered in the hopes of calming her friend down, only to be met by a sigh, and a shake of Fluttershy's head.

"T-that's just it. Rarity, I know that Omega said that he'd rather himself get... Hurt, than either of us, but..."

"But you don't want him to get hurt either." Her eyes widening slightly as Rarity completed her unfinished statement, Fluttershy looked to her friend, who was currently showing a saddened expression as she gazed blankly to the sack before her.

"... I know exactly what you mean, darling." Glancing down to the loose can that she held again, Fluttershy floated her way over to her friend's side, absentmindedly placing down the can as she did so.

"So, w-what do we do?" Rarity continued her blank gaze for another moment or so, an honest sense of uncertainty passing through her. Just like Fluttershy, she greatly cared for her friend, Omega, as well, and, as noble of a gesture as it was, she didn't want him to risk himself for them either...

Her eyes narrowing in her own confidence, Rarity 'valiantly' heaved her chest outwards, raising a hoof in emphasized importance. "I propose that we help Omega, just as much as he helps us!" Glancing to Fluttershy, who was currently giving her a confused, and slightly amused, face, she felt her smile grow as she returned to her normal posture. "It's the least that we can do, after all."

"But... How would we do that?" Fluttershy asked, drawing a shrug from her friend, and a playful roll of her eyes.

"Well, while we may not be able to provide in the means of combat, there are still other ways we can assist, I'm sure!" Though slowly, a small smile came to Fluttershy's face as she thought through this suggestion of Rarity's. If she, and her friend, could indeed assist Omega in whatever way he would need them to, she would be more than happy to do so.

"R-right."

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Passing through the Apollo Square halls, I could feel my new–sorta–clothing itching, a few parts of it being too tight for my tastes. Don't get me wrong, I was happy that I had found something, even if it was... this, but I still would've preferred something that completely fit me correctly.

Grunting in annoyance as I adjusted my sleeves, yet again, I continued on my way down northern Apollo Square, where the next object of importance was. Garbage crunched beneath my shoes as I went on, a feel of smugness coming through me as I thought through my reasoning for being here.

I remember that, when I was first reprogrammed into a Security Daddy, and they had traded out my old gear for my ESU, they had thought that they had trashed the thing. Well, they did... Just not in the right place. Counting the various mounds of garbage, I worked from memory as I finally found what I though to be the right pile, letting out an exasperated sigh as walked my way upwards, looking for a certain landmark... As it were.

Water dripped around me, occasionally tamping onto my newly obtained shirt, much to my surprise, as I glanced upwards to the ceiling. A small hairline fracture, by the looks of it. Nothing major... Yet. With nothing to fix it though, it wouldn't take long before it would get worse. Much worse.

Sighing, I shook my head as I continued to look around the garbage pile. All I had to find, was something that was big, white, and square- There it is!

I felt a smile come to my face as I saw the far off refrigerator sticking out of the area behind the mountain of trash, trudging through the trash as I carefully made my way to the, no longer white actually, large broken object.

Funnily enough, when they had first 'disposed of' my rivet gun, and the like, it only had taken me a week to find it... In a dumpster... Where I usually did my repairs... In APOLLO SQUARE.

Honestly, those 'geniuses' up there were idiots. Yet again adjusting my shirt sleeve, I reached to the door with my gloved ESU hand, the rust on the handle creaking and coming down like dust as I opened it, a large, familiar, looking metal tool, covered in dust as cobweb, along with a few clips of rivets, and three glowing, green, metal orbs... Which all rolled downhill... Brilliant.

Deciding to get them later, I pulled the large metal weapon of my former self into my view, looking it over and dusting it off. It wasn't that big, really, but, then again, that was probably because I hadn't turned it on yet. Rivet guns, or at least, some of the later rivet guns, are made to be compactable. The only reason I had gotten one, was because I was turned into a Big Daddy along the start of the second generation. Convenient, really.

Picking off one particular piece of cobweb as I reached for the weapon's ammunition, I started to make my way down the trash hill, looking for the dropped pieces of my old gear. Sure enough, the three orbs were waiting right there on the ground, each of them shifting slightly from their recent trip. Placing my old rivet gun down, I kneeled down to pick up each of the objects, a chuckle escaping me as I looked them over, a quick memory going through me as I did so.

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"Daddy?" Beatrice said, looking to me in confusion as I stood to the side, tapping my rivet gun patiently as I awaited for whatever splicer that had been threatening the two of us to make his way through the door before us.

Patting her head in reassurance, I felt myself smile as I heard the coming footsteps of the idiot.

"Hand her ova ya wanker! I'll-" As he finally made his way into my, and my little sister's, views, his excuse of a weapon raised in the air threateningly, I gave the man a curt wave, before, much to his chagrin, and my entertainment, a series of rapid beeps rang through the air, the splicer disappearing in a ball of flame as my trap finally sprang with a huge bang.

"... Teehee. Yay, confetti!" Heh. Ah, I love my daughter.

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Chuckling at the thought, I shined the proximity mine that us Rosies were usually given against my chest, the explosive chemicals that had been placed within moving about slightly as I did so. I gave a small nod of approval as I looked the explosive over, a glint of my reflection visible as I held the object in my arm, along with the ammo clips of my rivet gun.

I picked up the other two explosives, and, as I did so, I felt something cold, and metallic, brush against my hands, drawing a raised brow from me as, digging through the pile slightly, I grabbed hold of something, pulling it out with a quick flick of my wrist.

A revolver, by the looks of it, like the one I had seen most splicers use. Glancing down to my rivet gun, which still laid adjacent of me, I felt a small amount of conflict go through my mind.

In most regards, I would have just taken the rivet gun with me and pushed the revolver to the side, but this was actually a pretty important decision, so I started to weigh my options.

In one hand, literally, the revolver was much more lightweight, and convenient. Ammo would be simpler to find, but, it would have less ammo in its clips. Six shots, against the rivet gun's twelve. Plus, the rivet gun was much more powerful. Heck, I could probably punch through a Brute Splicers head with a single shot of this thing, unlike the revolver.

... Ultimately, it felt as though something were pushing me to go for the rivet gun, myself dropping the revolver to the floor as I picked up the compacted rivet gun and started to make my way back to my apartment. With two minutes to spare too!

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"Just... One... More... Ah, perfect!" Giving triumphant nod of approval, Rarity stepped back to get a better look of the perfectly stacked, and well organized, sack of supplies before her and Fluttershy, duly noting the large amount of extra space that had been left over.

"Thank goodness we're done! For a moment there, I had thought that I had mixed the peaches with the orange slices. The stress was simply awful!" Giggling at her friend's small performance, Fluttershy made her way to the mattress in the center of the room, folding her legs beneath her as she decided to patiently await for her other companion's return, Rarity unknowingly voicing these thoughts for her.

"Now, all we have to do is wait for-" As if on que, the door to the apartment clicked and creaked behind her as it opened, signaling the return of their guardian of Rapture. Both Fluttershy and Rarity turning to him with smiles, Rarity began to give her greeting, in an attempt to tell their companion of their finished 'duty' of theirs.

"Ah, there you are! Fluttershy and I have-..." Both she and Fluttershy froze, their eyes widening as slight blushes came to their faces.

"Oh... My..." Fluttershy managed as Omega looked to the two with raised brows of confusion, groaning in question. Omega was, as he had said he had gone out to find, wearing clothes. To be more specific, rather... Well-versed clothing.

He wore a tan blazer, its sleeves reaching down to his wrists, the cuff-links having apparently been discarded in an attempt to keep the sleeves from tightening any further, though it still seemed snug. A white dress shirt hid his bandaged chest, with a few stains near the bottom, but easily ignorable. Further still, he wore navy blue pants, and a pair of hard black shoes, rounded near the tips.

All together, he looked...

Rarity, almost out of complete shock, fell backwards, letting out an odd breath as she did so. Out of concern, Omega quickly placed the odd objects that he had been holding on the couch, moving to his fallen charge and kneeling by her side, shaking her as he realized that, much to his confusion, she had apparently fainted.

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Okay, WHAT THE HELL?!?

I take a step in here, and she faints!?! Where did that come from?!?

Placing my hand on her chest as I kneeled next to her, I gave her a quick shake to wake her up, Fluttershy, out of the corner of my eye, standing from the mattress and making her way towards us.

Soon enough, she began to stir, her eyes peaking open as she began to mumble.

"Mm... I'll have the hay a l'orange, with a side of daffodil flakes."

... Um... Okay? Turning to Fluttershy with a questioning look, the red on her face having started to fade now, she quickly made to answer.

"S-she'll be fine." She said, giving me a sheepish smile, and what sounded like a nervous chuckle, as she started to help the slightly babbling, and dizzy, Rarity up, moving her to the mattress... Seriously, what the fuck?

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The girls fell asleep, about, five minutes ago, maybe. They had, despite their efforts to do opposite, been given the mattresses while I rested on my old spot on the couch.

Oh, and on a side note, I missed being on this couch.

Anyways, the only reason that I wasn't asleep though, was because, despite what I as the girls had already packed, we didn't really have... Everything. And, as for these last few items... Well, I'd just prefer to do this part alone.

Lifting myself from the couch, I took another glance at the girls sleeping figures, a small, involuntarily smile coming to my face as I noticed them peacefully resting. I looked to the other side of the room, where, along with the bathroom door, there was the other, sitting, just waiting. It had been a few days since I'd entered, and now, it could very well be the last time.

My legs felt moved on their own as I made my way to the door, grabbing and pushing it open before just as carefully closing it shut, filling the room with an even blacker darkness. Putting my hand against the wall to guide me, I slowly made my way forward, silently wishing that I had my porthole light back so that I could more easily maneuver myself.

Letting out a small grunt of satisfaction as I finally felt the light switch, I gave it a quick flick as the lights of the room began to flicker. They never really did work right, but, I couldn't be bothered to fix them, especially if they already worked as they needed to.

Inside the room that niether Fluttershy, nor Rarity, had thankfully not entered in their stay here, were a scant few things. Three blankets were on the ground, folded up and made to seem thick, each of them a different color and pattern. Atop of these blankets, were three simple, odd, yet important objects.

On the blue sheets, lined with small stars, was a small stuffed toy, shaped like a pony, one of its button eyes missing, and a small tear along its body. The green sheets with small smiles on them held a magnifying glass, the glass cracked, but still functional, and the object itself slightly bent. Finally, on the pink blankets, its pattern having been removed over time, was a small golden coin, relatively fine aside from a small amount of rust along the sides.

My three Little Sisters... All that was left of them... I had saved these objects all of these years, keeping them as safe as I could. Now that I was leaving though... Look, I'm going to Lower Rapture, along with Fluttershy and Rarity, and the chances of us all making it through are... Slim. Even if I did manage to get them to the escape pods, the chances of me making it back to Apollo Square would be next to nothing. The reason I wanted to bring these things was because, if I died... When I died, I would want to be sure that they're kept safe, one way or another.

Taking a deep breath, I approached the objects as carefully as possible, wrapping each one in their individual blankets, linking the three together with a knot, before making my way back to the door, ready to put them with the other supplies.

On my way out though, I stopped, looking down to the covered objects of my past and, almost out of habit, bringing them close to me, imagining three little girls, one of them faceless, in my grasp.

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This was it. The night had gone by in what felt a moment, and now, all of our preparations were done. For the most part, that is. The only things left now was something for me to write on after this next message from the other ponies, so I could still talk to the girls, and the projector, which I would put into the bag afterwards.

When the girls had woken up, all the way to now, they had, luckily, not noticed the increased weight and size on the bag. I mean, no offense to them, but I wasn't really ready to talk about... That part of my past yet.

The lights of the room dimming as I adjusted one more thing on my rivet gun, the girls and I quickly turned to the projector screen, each of us aware that, this, would be one of the last messages that we would obtain for a while. As I had expected, every pony from before was there, looking to us with concern, good fortune, and confidence.

"HeLlO aLl." I said, continuing my fiddling with my weapon as Fluttershy and Rarity took their seats in front of me. The ponies looked to me... Oddly, to say the least.

To be more specific, a certain rainbow maned pony with wings was holding back her laughter. "... What's with-... HAHAHA!" Were it not for the fact that she was currently flying at the moment, she probably would have fallen on her back as she continued to laugh. Eventually, she managed to piece together a sentence through her laugh, though just barely. "W-what's with the suit?!? Ha!"

Giving her a look, I glanced down at myself, rolling my eyes as I shifted my gaze back to her. "IT wAS aLl i CouLD fiNd thAT WoULd fIT Me." I said, Rainbow Dash still laughing despite this.

Oddly enough, I noticed that, barely of the outer limits of my sight, Fluttershy and Rarity were giving her their own looks. "Well, I think he looks dashing." Rarity said, Rainbow Dash just waving her off as her laughter turned to chortles.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Can we just move on already? "Anyways, you guys ready?" There we go.

"Indeed. It will be quite some time before we may be able to can't act you all again, what with you leaving the area you're in." Princess Luna said, earning a nod of understanding from the three of us.

"She's right. Though, that doesn't mean we won't see each other again." Twilight added.

"Durn right it won't! Next time ya'll find a place ta hold up, try ta give us a holler." Said Applejack, tipping her stetson as she did so.

"Try to be careful out there everypony!" Sweetie Belle said, looking between the three of us adorably.

"Yeah! When we see you again, we can even try to have a small celebration! Ohhhhhh, I'll get started on the cake!" Pinkie Pie encouraged, reaching behind her as she somehow pulled out a white chef's hat, placing it firmly on her head and licking her lips gleefully.

"So then, we say to you, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Omega. Are you ready for what lies ahead?"

At Celestia's words, the three of us looked to each other, Fluttershy and Rarity smiling before, looking back to the projector screen, they nodded.

"Y-yes!"

"Without a doubt!" As for me, hearing them so confidently speak their willingness with this, I gave a smile, giving the rivet gun one last tighten before bringing the mechanism that had long been designed to reject my old suit to my arm. Now that the suit was gone though...

Three metal clamps sprang out as the weapon came into contact with my left arm, securing themselves with individual clangs as, pulling my arm back, I reached for and released the safety, small amounts of steam exiting the machine as it began to extend itself, barrel, tubing, and ammunition holder, now loaded with twelve rivets, nearly doubling its size until it reached its full, former splendor; an odd symbol was painted into the sides, similar to the one they used for my subject name. Giving the ponies, who looked on in wonder, a confident smile, I laid the rivet gun's weight against my shoulder as I gave them my own nod.

"MoRe thAN yOu KnoW."

Author's Notes:

The weapon! The vote was for the weapon! =_=

1 was for bioshock one, meaning Omega's first weapon would be a revolver. 2 was, obviously, bioshock two, making Omega's weapon his old rivet gun.

Kinda funny how most of your suggestions were about the thing you were voting for. XD

Seriously though, if you wouldn't mind, the next time I have an interactive chapter, don't suggest for things like new plasmids and the like. You can suggest finding ammo, and eve, and all that, but the suggestion of plasmids and weaponry should be out of the question unless I say otherwise, considering i plan on showing them, later in the story.

Also, since some of the suggestions were, well, already in the chapter, others have been stored for later chapters, which I will give shout outs for when they are given.

Either way, I hope you all enjoy this chapter. :)

(On a side note. Epic music for that ending, anyone? ;p)

Oh, and I'll be posting inventory notes of Omega from here on out, to help you all keep up.

-Inventory
>Proximity Mines (3)
>Rivet Gun (48)
>ESU
>EVE Hypo (3) [In case you're wondering, he got them from that huge supply of his. You know, just in case. ;)]
>First Aid Kit (1/2)