Disclaimer: There will most certainly be spoilers for the first game

Hello there my most enthusiastic readers, and welcome to one of the few, Bioshock, RWBY crossovers. Why Bioshock you might ask? I just played the trilogy myself and enjoyed it very much and decided to cover in my opinion one of my favorite characters; Jack Wynand. To add a few things before we start; Jack has a backpack of course, because the thought of carrying around a hoard of ammo and other needs on oneself without anything to assist kind of seems ridiculous. Adding to that I guess putting here what plasmids and weapons he has would help as well since carrying 7 different weapons is just a tad bit heavy for even a genetically engineered man. Anything he has is from my own playthroughs so, here's what he has.

Shotgun; damage and speed upgrades

Crossbow; damage and bolt upgrades

Tommy Gun; damage and recoil reduction

Wrench

Camera

Plasmids

Electro Bolt

Incinerate

Telekinesis

Winter Blast

Enrage

Gene Tonics

Armored Shell 2

Damage Research 2

Static Discharge 2

Wrench Jockey 2

Wrench Lurker 2

Vending Expert 2

Safecracker

Hacking Expert

Booze Hound

Eve Link 2

Eve Saver

Natural Camouflage

Medical Expert 3

Sport Boost 2

Extra Nutrition 3

Frozen Field 2

There's not much to say before this starts besides saying,

I don't own Bioshock or RWBY and each belong to their respective companies.

"When Mum and Dad put me on that plane to visit my cousins in England, they told me, 'Son, you're special, you were born to do great things.' You know what? They were right."

Almost immediately Jack lifted his head and glanced around his surroundings. His head was pounding as if he was hit by a damned truck and his vision was just only beginning to clear. He rolled over onto his back and felt a smooth sensation at his feet. Looking down he noticed water rolling over his legs and back into what seemed to be the ocean. He then realized that it wasn't just his legs that were wet, yet his entire body as well. He was covered in the salty waters that stretched out before him. Before Jack could make any sense of what was going on, another smash to his brain rattled his senses and sent him into agonizing pain. Through the pain he could only thing of getting himself away from the water and thus began to crawl across the sandy beach where he lay.

After crawling up the beach, he turned over onto his back once more and glanced up into the sky. The headaches finally stopping, it gave the man time to think of what exactly was going on. The last thing he could remember was sitting on a plane meant to visit family over in England, and then the crash... Pain ran over his entire being now instead of his head as if some being was tearing itself from the inside of himself. He tried to scream in pain, yet only groans came out from his mouth. He scratched at his neck to find the source of his muteness, and found what seemed to be scares right at the center of his neck. After rolling around at the top of the beach, the man finally stopped and laid still once more staring into the night sky.

As if all the pain he just experienced disappeared from his body, Jack sat up and glanced at his surroundings. It wasn't night when he returned to the surface with... Yet again the man was hit with pains only in his head this time. After the pain subsided, he decided to push aside anything that had to do with his memories at the current moment and push forward with the present. Standing up, he noticed a backpack, which he assumed was his own at the edge of the sea. Walking over and opening it up, He also saw what laid next to it. Three very distinct weapons sat in a pile, and a wrench swung from his hip. Looking inside the bag, he noticed a multitude of medical kits and... Yet another headache sprang from his head but not nearly as bad as the previous ones. He lifted the blue syringe up and held it to the night sky, the blue glimmering against the moonlight. 'Eve' The name escaped from his mouth in but empty words. Shaking away the thought he began counting what he had inside his bag.

A multitude of shells and casings, for what seemed to be 'his' Thompson and Shotgun, then a few bundles of crossbow bolts, each bundle looking different from the other, the same appeared for the shells and casings as well. Along with the ammunition, rolls of film were inside the bag along with a camera. The crossbow itself seemed to be made out of just simple household items, and how it maintained its durability, not even he knows. Setting them aside, Jack counted both fourteen medical kits and 'Eve' syringes, and lastly multiple cans of food. Putting everything back into the bag and slinging the weapons that wouldn't fit over his shoulder, he just stood there on the beach listening to the waves as they crashed against the beach. Looking up into the sky, he noticed a distinct feature that he knew that was not there before. The moon was in pieces, or at least a part of it was. For some odd reason though to Jack, it wasn't the most bewildering thing he had ever seen.

"A man has a choice...I chose...The impossible."

A sudden growl broke Jack of his concentration and he spun around to see some sort of beast on all fours before him. Pitch black as the night yet a white mask adorned its face and red eyes to rival even the most angered Big Daddies...Another pain came across him and he collapsed to one knee and placed a hand to his head.

As if to act on instinct, the beast lunged at Jack, but missed as the man quickly rolled out of the way and removed the wrench off his belt. Standing up, the readied the wrench in one hand as if it was almost natural and prepared himself for what would come next. The beast lunged towards him once more but this time was met with metal to bone and with some sort of force the beast was sent to the side as the wrench buried itself in the mask, shattering it. It tumbled onto the ground, still moving slightly. Jack didn't hesitate as he jumped onto the beast and continued to bash the wrench into the beast. After what seemed to be forever, the once beast didn't exist anymore, literally. Jack stood above nothing as he stared at the exact spot he beat the mysterious beast into the ground.

A creeping chill began to crawl at his right hand and he quickly dropped the wrench and noticed that his hand began to be covered in a white coat of what looked like ice. Instead of trying to shake it off, he simply stared at it, before grabbing his wrench and noticed the white ice crawl its way over the weapon as well. He shook his head and began to move through the forest that laid before him.

Across the Land, Sitting in a Tower of Time

A man sat with a book opened in his lap as he stared over the massive forest that was laid before him. The night skies blocked out by the lights lit inside the room where the man sat. Glancing down at the book, it was nothing but a simple picture book, yet it was something enough to hold a spot close to the man. Closing it, and setting it on the desk behind him, the cover showed but a simple tower surrounded by water and a single word stretched across it; Rapture.

He stood up, but before he could take a step a voice came from what seemed be a small electronic device set on the desk. "Professor, there was an extremely large energy fluctuation towards the east of Vale at the edge of the sea. From what I'm seeing, it seems like a large collection of Grimm are heading towards that location as well. Is there any action you would like to take towards this?"

The man glanced back at the book on the table. "You said it was by the sea Glynda, correct?"

The voice now identified as Glynda responded. "That is correct."

The man stared at the book for but a few more seconds before responding. "Send him. He should still be rather close by, shouldn't he?"

A few more seconds past before Glynda responded. "He's been informed, and, he's 'more than willing' to make his way there."

The man nodded his head and glanced back towards the forest that laid before him.

"It was not impossible to build Rapture at the bottom of the sea..."

"Glynda, can you prepare a bulkhead at this hour?"

The voice was quiet on the other side for what seemed to be long than before.

"I can have one ready in about five minutes, I take it you wish to follow him and find out what caused this disturbance?"

A chuckle came from the man. "We'll be going there indeed."

Back in the Forest of Those who had Fallen

No matter how long it seemed, Jack felt as if he made no progress in his attempts to find civilization. Instead he kept encountering these animals, and dispatching them with ease. His wrench seemed to be in the same condition since he started his trek, and there seemed be no sign of wear on it at all, only the ice that covered it. Jack did begin to notice a strange feeling that seemed to come from his left hand every time he encountered one of these animals. Almost as if it was his body calling out to him to use some hidden power that laid within his being. One thing he found along his voyage through the forest was a small vial of some sort of red liquid he remembered as "Adam". It was just sitting in his pocket of his pants. Of course, he remembered this when one of the animals attacked him and in return he received a small wound on his shoulder, nothing he though using one of his limited medical kits on. Instead only using some leaves he gathered from his surroundings. He thought this since he only needed one arm to use his wrench and that it wouldn't be too much trouble to ask for help once he found civilization.

After pushing through some shrubs, he finally came upon what looked like to be a town, but a rather desolate town at that. Walking out from the forest he came from, the town before him came even more into view, and it came to Jack that he wasn't going to meet anyone soon, anyone alive that is. Multiple buildings were torn down while others were in ablaze. Bodies were strewn here and there, yet Jack didn't seem to even bat an eye towards the death and destruction that surrounded him, almost as if he'd seen it all.

"Plasmids changed everything. They destroyed our bodies, our minds; we couldn't handle it. Best friends butchering one another, babies strangled in cribs... the whole city went to Hell."

He kept walking through the town, looking at building to building. Almost as if on instinct he wanted to check the first open house he could find, and to his luck, it was there in front of him. Pushing the door completely open, the found a sight in front of him. Three of the animals were feasting on a man in the middle of the room, furniture overturned and thrown across the room. It seemed to be that this just happened from the black mist rising in the room. How Jack didn't hear anything bewildered him, but it didn't stop him from stepping into the room.

He took the shotgun off his back and loaded three red shells into it and took aim. The animals didn't hear him so their deaths only came that much quicker. Three shots and the beasts were torn apart. Fire covered their bodies so every part of them were set ablaze. Using a gun on these beasts seemed to work wonders as they fell so easily, yet they did as well from his wrench. He walked forward and glanced down at the man. He entire chest and stomach were torn open and shown to the world. Jack could only shake his head and frown at the man down in front of him. He kneeled down and began to search the man for anything useful. Even though he continued, it boggled his mind on how he could do such things without a second thought, yet he did.

A small rustling from behind him caused him to quickly stand up and thrust his left hand up towards the sound. He stared at his left hand before being quickly tackled by whatever force that seemed to make the noise. He slammed into the wall before looking down at what hit him, and it turned out to be a woman...with ears? She started to lift him up before he reached for his wrench and brought it down onto her and in some sort of force, she froze completely, covered in the same ice that covered his hand. He quickly unlatched himself from her grip and ran out of the house, not wanting to kill whatever that was as he assumed it to be connected to the corpse and house he planned on searching.

He glanced down at his left hand once again and saw exactly what was trying to rip itself out from within him. Blue currents began to run up and down his arms and he quickly lifted up his other arm to stop it, but noticed that it too was running the same blue currents. Pain began to run through his arms and up into his body as his hands began to spasm violently, blue electricity began to arc itself between his hands. The shaking got worse as the almost lightning like currents tore the very air itself apart in front of him and the pain soon followed suit. He once again tried to scream out in pain, but instead was just a rather large groan out into the night sky.

Before anymore could happen, a large growl came from behind Jack. A massive bear like creature stood before him. An identical white mask and red eyes adorned its face but even more white bone like structures lined its body. It roared even louder, but Jack couldn't back down for he was too lost in his pain of whatever was happening with his body. The massive beast began to swipe at him but before it could hit him, Jack placed his hands onto the beast and it fried as lightning ran through its body, dissolving each and every individual cell that the beast could have contained, deleting it from existence permanently as there was not even the inherent black mist that followed after the others deaths.

Jack only stared at his hands once more, seeing that the arcing had finally stopped, he collapsed to his knees and fell to the ground unconscious.

Walking out from behind a wall, a man was seen holding a flask in hand staring at it, before closing it and placing it at his side. "Man, I've really got to stop drinking, or maybe it's because I don't drink enough."

_ Hello there and thank you for making it to the end. I hope you enjoyed it and the approach I gave to how Jack is experiencing everything once again. If you have any questions, complaints, or just whatever you want to say. Go ahead. I'll see you again most wonderful readers.