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More Than Meets The Eye - 3
:The other part is here *bows*. Please note that you may not understand some things so tell me if you want me to explain :D : So, after my food collection, I head to the main lounge where Michael and Lisa were sitting, an uncomfortable silence around them. I sighed. As if this night couldn't get any worse. I decided to break the silence and I dived onto the opposite sofa and grinned at them both. Michael looked at me, not liking my mischievous smile. I know he can tell I'm about to make things really awkward. And Lisa still had that disgusted look. Diddums for her. "So. Used to be married, huh?" I asked. "Biggest mistake of my life" Lisa shrugged. Michael looked hurt and just kept quiet. That was mean! "I see. So, what was it? The money? Fame?" "What?" "Come on, Lisa! You didn't love him!" I yelled. I was pretty much fuming. No one hurts my Michael... My Michael? "So what is it to you?!" "I care about my friends, thanks! What gives you the right to turn up here, insult me, hurt Michael and then ask me what it has to do with me!? Who do YOU think you are!!?" "I am" she got in my face. "Lisa Marie Presley. Daughter of Elvis Presley" I shouldn't say this but I am going to. "And look how his "precious little angel of a daughter" turned out! I wouldn't be surprised if he was disgusted with you!" She smirked. "And what about your family? Where are they?" she knew what buttons to press, I'll give her that. "Why are you even here? Why aren't you with them? What made you come here?" I was angry but my mind blanked. I could feel my brain wanted to flash back but I couldn't stop it. I was zoning out and before I did fully, I could see Michael's concerned face turn to anger at Lisa and that was it before I fell to the ground. ::FlashBack:: 1959 - Atlantic Ocean - 15000 fathoms down The city has changed over the years I have been living here. I mean, I was only 10 but I could feel Rapture changing around me, even as seconds went by. There were so many criminals in Rapture. Andrew Ryan couldn't do anything about it but kill any who oppose him. However young I may be, I still know everything that happens down here. All the killings, crimes, conspiracies. It doesn't surprise me that Frank Fontaine wants to take over this city. Rapture's going to hell. There are Splicers running around all over the place, looting bodies and sneaking about for anyone who's willing to give them a bit of ADAM to keep their addictions filled. You'd have thought Andrew Ryan would know by now that this... place isn't getting any better. It's falling apart day by day and no one cares. Me and my mum were just heading back to our apartment in Olympus Heights, where everybody who was somebody lived. I was a dancer in Fort Frolic. Sander Cohen took me under his wing and made me the graceful adversary I am today. "my little moth is growing" he'd say. He was like a second father to me. When we got to Olympus Heights, I felt uneasy. I just knew, deep down, something had happened. Mum obviously felt the same as she picked up speed in her walking, trying to get home as quick as possible. But... when we got there. I-I just stood there. A million thoughts went through my head as I watched the mutilated bodies of my father and... baby brother... being carted off. "N-no" I whispered. Sander ran up to me and I flung myself at him and cried and cried and I couldn't stop. I could tell he was crying too because I could feel little droplets of water fall on my hair. From my left ear, I heard a noise that sounded like a blade cutting through air. And that was exactly what it was. And it flew past me and Cohen and went straight through my mother. I screamed and screamed, trying to get to her but Cohen pulled me back. "NO!" I kept screaming. Cohen could only whisper comforting words. "You're with me, little moth. I won't let anything get to you, Alessa" ::End of FlashBack:: I shot up and stared at three 4 faces hovering over me. I could tell there was Michael, Lisa and David... But the other woman, I didn't recognise. I needed to say something, let them know I'm okay. I don't want them to know about my past. Especially not Michael. "It was not... impossible to... build it there... But to build anywhere... else" I mumbled. Michael gave me, what was basically a "bear hug" and wouldn't let me go. So I hugged back, nuzzling my face into his neck. A cough brought us out of it. And the other woman was smirking. "You had quite a fall" she said, smiling at me. She gave me her hand and I took it. "I'm fine. I have not internal injuries to my spleen" Okay, maybe I wasn't fine. "Doctors" David said and we all got into the limo, because there was no normal car at the time, to get to the hospital. At the hospital, we were awaiting my scans and that results. I was fine. At least I thought I was. The doctor came in. "Now, your fall has given you a minor concussion so it is expected that you are out of character... But... the problem isn't with the fall" we all looked confused. The doctor turned to me. "You have... A bio-chemical genetic modifier in your system and-" I interrupted. "Oh I know that. That's the ADAM I was given" I stated. The doctor looked worried. "Is this some drug? It is not unusual for people to make up different names for drugs" "No no, this is an actual genetic tonic that modifies your genetic code to adapt to situations" The doctor didn't believe it. "Right, there is NO such this as that" "Yes, there is! You wouldn't know because YOU didn't live in Rapture!" I quickly put my hand over my mouth when I realised I almost blurted out my past. And everyone was waiting for an explanation. :Sorry if it was crap but I needed to get some idea of what Alessa is and that so yeah:
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