BioShock: Metanoia

First Impressions

This story is NOT following the exact story of the original BioShock Infinite! This is a fan fiction based on the original plot. The only difference is that Anna is Booker's sister and Elizabeth is ANOTHER girl that Booker needs to take away his debt.
Chapter 1 begins with Booker inside Monument Island searching for Elizabeth. The girl to wipe away his debt.

Booker wanted to keep this simple. He would frankly think. "Just get the girl and leave." On repeat. She is his key to wiping away his debt, to start a whole new life again and a step to his sister Anna. Booker walked around inside Monument Island with no luck of finding her. Only luggage bags here and there. Empty halls, soundless corridors and no danger. Booker kept his pistol up high, mind on alert and senses sharp. He doesn't want a chance of Columbian guards to spot him. A role to retrieve this girl is stealth. Skill, shadows and sneaking around guards.
Frankly Booker didn't need to be quiet. He suspected soldiers to cover Monument Island, protecting this girl at all cost.
Instead it's dead. No guards anywhere. Booker found this odd. From silence he heard nothing, other than his own footsteps. Badly Booker needed to do something. With no security, this resolves to be the time. To use the restroom.
He opened a restroom door, a nasty smell of urine flew by him. "Ugh." He said aloud. "Smells like shit.. I mean piss." Before using the restroom. Carefully he opened all stalls to ensure no guard is around. After searching and feeling satisfied of no guards. Booker used a urine stand. As he peed, a voice pierced his eardrums, softly. Booker didn't seem to notice. He thought it was his head, until he got up to wash his hands. Then he realized someone humming. A beautiful voice. Singing melodies like an angle, rich in sound, colorful, feathery, simply perfect. Booker widened his eyes, goose bumps traveled across his back. "Who could that be?" He thought, stunned. "Is it that girl or some Columbian guard?". His thought mostly directed to that girl.
Booker got out of the restroom and used that voice as a navigator. Eventually this voice lead up a row of stairs. The stairs lead to a huge hallway and an odd door displaying a danger sign. "Subject is dangerous. Do not cross from this point." These words were red, in caps. All weathered out. Booker observed another sign and noticed it was on every door. "Ehh." He thought, barging open two doors quietly. Upon walking in, a gigantic machine stood right in center. "What the fuck is this?" He said aloud. A chalk board stood by him with bold letters spelling "Siphon." And some complex equations that gave Booker a headache. "So this is the Siphon?" He said. Amazed at Columbia's work. That humming grew loud around him. That was because of massive huge speakers on all four walls. Amplifying her lovely voice.
Booker continued, leaving away to the next area. He saw stairs and an odd path. "Ahh. She must be around here." He said.

Booker traveled up the stairs and saw an air locked door instead of a regular door. "Strange." He commented, twisting the door open. Before him was a small room, a glass window showing a thick metal panel. Booker closed the air lock door and stood in the room, to observe. He informed a panel on the left wall showing locations, a candy bar on a modest table and a single red button beside the window. With no concern, Booker ate the candy bar and pressed the button. When he did. A metanoia of affection opened up inside him. A warm glow fused across all what he believed about love.. And of appearance. When the metal panel elevated, it revealed an elegant
girl dressed in a nice outfit, big blue eyes and long black hair dashing across a room in circles starring at paintings with a smile. These paintings were paintings of Paris and the Eiffel Tower.
Booker kept full eyes locked on the girl. Feeling the cold heart he had, ignite. "Wow... She's.. Perfect." Booker said in awe. .
"ugh. Just." He faced away from her. Regained his concentration.
"Just.. Get the girl and leave. That's it." He denied himself of liking her, finding ways to have no interest in her appearance which didn't solve anything. Butterflies kept on fluttering, catching a sensation of passion about her elegant frame.
Soon the girl walked off some where else. Booker became aware and searched for a way to get to her from another door. A sudden ding! Flew in the room. The direction of that sound came from the panel. A green light lit up by bold words "BedRoom". Next to the panel lied another door.
Booker immediately knew where this lead. He ran quick for the airlock door. Opened it lightning fast to see her in the next room.
Pacing to another room. He pressed a red button to reveal her again. She was sitting on a bed, holding a book about relationships. This questioned Booker. "Why is she reading a book about relationships?" He thought. The girl also had another book on her bed about using weapons. Booker restated his thoughts. "Why is she reading about love and weaponry?".
She then picked up both and started reading both. Booker again. Restated his thoughts. "Why is she reading love and weaponry at the same time?" He chuckled a little. "She makes no damn sense."
The girl abruptly went to the glass window, peering straight at Booker. Booker froze, muted of motion. "Uhh. Hi I'm not spying on you.. I just came by and wanted to say... Wait.." He stopped his sentence to realize She can't see him."Phew" he gestured.
The girl was touching her face, like she was putting some make up on. She then grabbed a picture of the Eiffel Tower and showed it to the glass with a smile. "Why does she have so many pictures of the Eiffel Tower?" He questioned. "Maybe she wants to go there."
Abruptly the girl flew to her bed and grabbed those two books and ran some where else. "Where is she going now?!" Booker exclaimed. He turned towards the panel on the wall. Waiting for a room to light up. Ding!
The panel glowed at small words "library." Booker made a run for the library. "I don't want to miss anything about seeing her." He said in a hassle.
Booker rushed his way in the library, pushed the button and saw her. She stood, back faced from a large window, at ease. Enjoying nature's skies and the sun's ray of shine. She stayed on the look out for five minutes. Booker noticed she wouldn't do anything else.
"Alright.." He dug into his pocket, pulled out a key. "This is to get her out, but where do I go?"
Booker decided to just keep going until he finds a way.
Booker twisted an airlock door open, surprised at what came next.