In Rapture - Super Junior Ch1

"Get away! It's my ADAM." She's hissing, her lips curling as she stares down at him, the younger one crouched behind the man.

"Fair is fair. I found him first." The man smirks, pointing the pistol at the woman. He unloads three shots into her until she's on the floor in convulsions, shrieks of pain leaving her. "Filthy splicer." He frowns, letting his hand drop to his side, the gun hitting the floor. He turns, noticing that the younger had hidden from him, his body curled behind a staircase. "It's alright.." He turns to the younger one. "She won't hurt you.."

"......" The other just stares at him, glowing eyes wide with fear.
"It's alright.." The man smiles, reaching out to the other, who shrinks away. "It's alright now.."

".. Are you an angel?" The other's voice is soft but deep, the sound echoing through the empty, damp ballroom.

".. Am I..?" The man chuckles, smiling weakly at the other, glancing down at his hand, blue light pulsing from his veins. It was aching, and he would need more EVE soon. "I'm far from it.."

"But you have ADAM.." The younger one creeps out from behind the staircase, his bleach blonde hair curling under his ears. He looked frail, limbs thin and gangly, his skin incredibly pale.

"Because I was selfish. I do not deserve to be an angel.." The man shakes his head, feeling pity for the younger one, as well as an intense curiousity. He is not female, nor is he small like a little sister.. yet for some reason, he can sense that innocence around the younger male that just radiates the little one quality. A new type, perhaps?

".. You need more." The little one states. It's no question. He can see the man's body weakening with the lack of ADAM to support him.

".. Yes." The man nods, his own darker, blonde hair falling down his shoulders, twisted into a thin ponytail that fell down his chest.

".. I know where you can get more.." The younger one nods to him, before he reaches down, taking the elder's infected hand in his own. "But you need to protect me, alright?" The elder man nods, picking his gun back up off of the ground. "Then let's go, mister angel." He smiles, and leads him out of the ballroom.