[b]Maya - Medical Pavilion - Bart/Splicers[/b]

The girl turned away from the window. She had been watching the sea life swim by, sometimes seeing a massive shark. But it didn't pay to watch the scenery too long in Rapture. The great underwater city was a city of death and horror. If you didn't understand that, you didn't last long.
She heard the lunatic screams of a female splicer and shrugged. Scavenging wasn't easy, especially in the Medical Pavilion. Steinman's patients and coworkers were still running around. A few even had grenades which they tossed around like confet-

BOOM

Like that.
Maya sighed and rolled her eyes. At least she could tell when they were coming. 
Sure enough, one of the crazy freaks came around the corner and spotted her. He shouted something at her she didn't even try to understand anymore. He tossed one of his grenades at her, but she dived behind and counter and avoided the debris as it went off. She heard him coming and pulled out her knife. She wasn't going to waste the little ammo she had on this guy.
Seconds later she heard a loud groan and the splicer start choking. Smiling, she came out from under the counter to see a Big Daddy choking the life from her would-be attacker. When his face turned purple the Big Daddy threw him across the room, slamming him into a wall. He slid to the floor and didn't move.
"Thanks Bart," she said, patting the old Big Daddy on the arm. He made a noise that she always assumed was a hum of approval and the color of the lights on his helmet when from angry red to neutral yellow.

Maya examined the grenade box the splicer had been carrying, then looted his body. He hadn't had much : two grenades, some chips and a few dollars. She could use the money in a vending machine for some food she supposed. She'd add it to her stash.

The odd pair headed out of the Medical Pavilion, the girl eating the chips and the giant metal man lumbering slowly behind her. Several splicers saw them, but didn't dare attack the girl. They didn't want to risk the wrath of a Big Daddy, especially one with a large drill for an arm.
Maya stopped along their path and Bart stopped with her, waiting patiently. Pulling out her knife, Maya did what she always did when she left an area : she scratched a message into the wall.
She had left the same message her multiple times so she just deepened the words so that anyone who came across them knew they were fresh. She didn't know why she left the message. Maybe a feeble hope that some day someone who wasn't a crazy spliced up psycho would see them and find her. A cured Little Sister perhaps, or maybe someone who was like her, struggling to survive down here. Someone she hadn't come across yet. Either way, it was a habit now. One that she hoped would pay off one day.

The message:

I AM ALIVE 
- M