A Big Daddy and his charge

“And request for the draining team is…sent,” you say as you finish writing your incident report and rubbing your neck. Diana saw that your veins had been starting to turn black again due to the excitement and had given you a shot to get yourself back to normal. Despite already taking the pills that the Dr. McCoy had given you this morning, you still need those shots to keep everything stable when agitated.

“So, is your job always like this? Or is this just a particularly crazy day,” Gogo asked as she drank some sports drink from the replicator.

“Last time I was on Trash World Duty, I found a few scattered characters, and picked them up no problem. A bunch had even set up smoke signals and were cheering when I showed up,” you say, letting out an exasperated sigh. “My co-workers and I all agree, this is one of the more boring and easy jobs. I have no idea why today is going crazy.”

You then mumble under your breath, “At least I’m not dealing with nearly naked Nick again.” That repeat customer owned a bunch of Sex Arcade locations and goes through characters like TicTacs and he would always answer the door in only his underwear. Thankfully/Horrifically, once he got dumpsters for his locations, encounters with him dropped dramatically though a lot more characters started appearing in those dumpsters than were picked up before.

Thankfully, they were still alive(usually) and were simply too mentally broken for the customer’s taste. Most of your coworkers agreed to try to check on the dumpsters at least once a day as to minimize the time they spend there. Plus, some nice quality characters come from those places.

“Maybe we should break for lunch before going on?” Diana suggested as she held up both the packed lunch Marinette and Katara made for you and a goodie bag with sweets from the ‘You didn’t die’ party.

“Pass the purple Fanta,” you ask as you set the shuttle to hover mode. Thanks to the shuttle being highly configurable, you soon found the chairs in a circle around a view window on the floor with tables where you could set the food down. You were dividing up the lunch of several sandwiches, pork chops, vegetables, and pastries between the three of you and watching the trash world sights below. You were digging for several minutes when Diana leaned forward (giving you plenty of cleavage) and stared down at the trash below.

“I see something moving down there,” she claims with a no nonsense voice.

“Where?” You ask, immediately sensing the seriousness in her voice. As Diana points down at the trash piles, you are adjusting the view all the while wondering aloud, “why wouldn’t the scanner have picked up whatever it is.”

Following Diana’s direction, you were zooming in on a small hill. Initially, you didn’t see anything so you zoomed out again to try to find what could be moving. “There!” Diana shouted as you were moving the view; quickly moving back and zooming, you finally found the source of the movement.

“Is that a kid?!” Gogo shouted as you spotted a little girl waving her arms and jumping, trying to get your attention. She had her violet hair in large space buns and had on a dirty red and blue dress, denim jacket, and blue arm sleeves. Right next to her was what must be the most dangerous looking Big Daddy you’ve seen. It was a Bouncer type Big Daddy from Bioshock except this one was bigger than the standard one and on its back it had a massive backpack with many weapons hanging off it. Its drill had blood covered spikes and green lightning would occasionally trail along its path. Black smoke-like substance was emitting from its shoulders and it had a little carriage on top that was decorated with stickers and ruined drawings.

You tried to get information on that Big Daddy but the scanner was still not picking anything up. “This thing is not picking them up at all. I don’t know what character the kid is but that is one of the beefiest Big Daddies I have ever seen.” You get the controls for the digitalizing ray ready and point it at the odd pair. As soon as they were in your crosshairs and you pressed to fire, the controls locked up and a warning alarmed.

“Unauthorized attempted use against a Prime Worlder, digitalization device locked out, a report has been logged.” The computer announced, filling you with horror.

“That’s a Prime Worlder kid! How the hell did one get here?!” You shout horrified. The amount of additional protections Prime Worlders have, especially kids, meant for one to end up on a Trash World something seriously must’ve gone wrong. “Doesn’t matter, getting the transporter online.” Thankfully, transporters don’t count as a weapon and you were able to target the odd pair. Soon the two of them appeared in the middle of the shuttle, though the Big Daddy had to sit down due to his size.

You tried not to react as a putrid scent permeated through the shuttle. Gogo and Diana also tried not to react as we approached the kid and her…guard? The kid who had been facing away from you when transported turned around and while wary gave you a thankful smile.