Three weeks I've been living in this underground hell hole for three weeks. My name is Adrian Lancaster, and I am a survivor of rapture. I'm a seventeen years old, African American. My description is what you'd expect for a teenager my age. I'm very slim only weighing 140 pounds, I'm very light skinned, and I have brown eyes, top that off with black carpet like hair, and you can picture me. My parents, and I came to rapture back when it was still new, my father claimed this was, because he wanted to escape all the self-righteous bastards on the surface that didn't care for anyone, but themselves. Even though I was a child at the time I knew perfectly well how cruelly my mother, and father where treated by their employers. What I didn't understand was why we had to go to an underwater city in order to make a clean start but considering how much my mother, and father wanted this I decided not to press on the matter.
When we first arrived in rapture via the bathysphere we were greeted by Andrew Ryan's speech about his city, which both my parents took to heart like living poetry. We soon made a home for ourselves in pauper's drop. Now I know what you all must be thinking, didn't my father and mother come to escape poverty, and social classification? So why would they be happy about moving into the poorest neighborhood in rapture. Well to answer your question my parents where now living by the code of Andrew Ryan's great chain, where a man is entitled to himself only, and works by the sweat of his brow. Basically my father took that heart believing that if he worked hard enough he would move up to a higher class, he even started making audio diaries of himself to remind himself of why he had come I'll always remember the first one he ever made.
(Audio diary entry #1 Richard Lancaster)
First night in rapture first day of the rest of our lives. Here I am with a beautiful wife a nine year old son who I pulled out of a world of greed, and cruelty, and now we have a new life here pauper's drop my not be the most fanciest place in rapture, but it's something, and if have my way in a few more months we won't be here for long.
Yeah my father had big dreams for all of us; he was going to get a job at Fontaine Futuristics, my mother was going to pursue her dream of being a singer, my parents even expected me to become one of rapture's elite when I was older, but all of those dreams where crushed when my father soon realized Rapture was just as harsh, and cruel as the surface world. For the next four years we lived in pauper's drop in that rundown shack of a house everyday my father continued to work with determination putting in extra hours of work even though he knew in the back of his mind it was worthless. He soon turned to alcohol, and cigarettes to ease his troubled mind, but even that couldn't help, until one day we were greeted with the presence of Frank Fontaine himself who offered my father a new job working for his view of rapture. I didn't like the sound of that; there was something about this man I didn't trust. He and my father both had private meetings with one another, ones that me, and my mother knew nothing about, and when we tried to ask him about he'd simply say he couldn't talk about it. Fast forward three more years, and that's when our lives along with everyone else's in rapture got shot straight to hell the New Year's Eve riots' broke out, and almost everyone started splicing up. Ryan and this new guy Atlas started raining hell down on each other hard, guns, plasmids, gene tonics you name it. So here we are one year later after the civil war. To make a long story short my parents were killed during the riots, I've been moving from place to place in rapture to avoid any splicers, I have never used any Adam for fear of turning into one of those monsters, and I scrounge whatever food and weapons I can find. So now that you're all up to speed let's pick up where we left off.
A/N I want to thank everyone who toke the time to read this chapter, and I promise there will be more soon. By the way everyone this is my first fan fiction ever so let me know how I did please, and thank you.