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Atlas. You were never even real.That was the thought running through Jack's head as he made battle with the man whom he had believed to have been his friend. As it turned out, nothing Jack thought had been right. The plane he was traveling on hadn't crashed, it was hijacked, by himself without knowing it. The picture of his parents in his wallet might as well be worthless, considering they were probably just two actors pretending to be his family. No, his home was here, where he had been born; Rapture. The offspring of Andrew Ryan and performer Jasmine Jolene. And Atlas, that was the biggest con of them all.

Frank Fontaine, the man behind the persona of Atlas. Jack had been his puppet all alone and never even known it. He was Fontaine's hit man; sent to the surface and brought back to ensure Fontaine could take over the city. And the man was very close to doing just that. At the top of Point Prometheus, Fontaine was pumping ADAM into his body like no tomorrow, and the effects to his body were beginning to show. His skin was now a pure hard bronze, and his veins and eyes glowed red and yellow with raw power; his physical size had increased as well, he now had the physique of a body builder. But what caught Jack by surprise was his voice; Fontaine had always spoke in a thick Bronx accent, but with the ADAM in him it was like three Fontaine voices were coming out of his mouth at the same time.

"You honestly think there's still savin' this place? Look around ya kid, ain't nothing worth savin' down here!" Fontaine had said to him before they began their fight. And it wasn't as easy one.

Jack had his fair share of Plasmids from around Rapture, but Fontaine had more power behind his. He would toss balls of lightning, fire, and ice at Jack before supercharging his body and charging like a mad bull. Jack would always be quick to counter with his own batch of genetic powers. That and, heat seeking missiles, anti-personal rounds, or just swinging his wrench around like a mad man. He would keep that up until Fontaine retreated to fill up on more ADAM, he seemed to be dependent on it to win; and that's when Jack would strike with the newest addition to his arsenal; a Little Sister needle.

As Fontaine went to that contraption of his, Jack thrust the needle dead center in the man's chest extracting the ADAM that he was so consumed and warped by. With a mighty yell of frustration, Fontaine knocked Jack back to the ground and jumped off of the ADAM machine.

Fontaine ripped the needle from his chest and tossed it aside. His titan like form hobbled slightly over to Jack. "I, had you built. I, sent you topside. I, brought you back, showed you what you was, what you was capable of! Even that life you thought you had, that was something I dreamed up for you and had tattooed inside your head! If you don't call that family, then I don't know what is!"

He raised his fist, ready to bring it down on Jack, when all of a sudden, "Aah!" Fontaine yelled as the form of a young girl stabbed him with her needle on the neck. Jack recognized her as being one of the Little Sisters he had rescued. And she wasn't alone. More of the girls he had helped came to his aid. Each was equipped with their own needle which they put to use, by stabbing Fontaine anywhere they could.

ADAM filled the syringes as Fontaine tried and failed to knock the girls off. He was too exhausted from fighting Jack, and with his ADAM being drained he couldn't summon any Plasmids to his aid. The man who had so carefully constructed his own rise to power fell to his knees, and then on his back. The girls kept stabbing. Fontaine was done.

Jack had to take a minute to recover from his fight with Fontaine. With a spare health kit, he was able to patch himself up. He was grateful though. If it hadn't been for the girls he had rescued, they might not have rescued him. It all came full circle he supposed. One of them was approaching him, from her dark brown hair and blue eyes he was able to recognize her as Masha. She held something in her small hand. A closer look showed it was a piece of square gold metal. His father, Andrew Ryan's, genetic key to the city.

She was giving it to him. With it, he would be recognized as Rapture's de-facto leader. All the wrongs done by his father, Suchong, Fontaine, everyone he could try to make right. He would have the power to do so with nobody to stop him. Jack knelt down so he was on eye level with the young girl. He pushed the key away.

While he could try to make right all the wrong in Rapture, he wouldn't. He didn't believe Fontaine's words about there not being anything worth saving, there was. He didn't want the power. He had seen and heart, through audio diaries, firsthand what power can do to a man in a city like Rapture. His father had started out as a wealthy man with good intentions on protecting people's rights, but had become the thing he hated when power was being taken away from him. People like Suchong, Steinman, and Cohen let their inner monster out when no laws restricted them from doing so. And Frank Fontaine had become a literal monster once he got the taste of ADAM in his system. Everyone in Rapture had, at one point or another, become less of who they were because of the power given to them.

The ones who didn't, like Bill McDonagh, were few; and fewer still considering how Jack found Bill's remains impaled to a wall outside his father's office. He wasn't about to let that happen to him. To him, or these girls.

"Come on," Jack told Masha. "Let's go find Tenenbaum."

The scientist was awaiting their return outside of her hideout in Olympus Heights. Two children stood beside her, a boy and girl with black hair and emerald green eyes. He recognized the girl as a former Little Sister, and if he had to guess he would say the boy was her brother.

"You refused the city?" Tenenbaum asked. Jack nodded.

"There are some things worth saving," he told her. "And I don't know about you, but, I'd rather they get a chance to live a life outside of madness."

Tenenbaum, for the first time since he met her, smiled. "It vould seem not all the good men are gone from Rapture." The boy tugged on her sleeve.

"Are we actually leaving?" He asked.

"You may leave with Jack, Ja." Tenenbaum told the boy. "But, Harry, I will remain here for avhile."

"What?" Both siblings asked.

"Why?" Rose asked.

"This is what you wanted, right?" asked Harry.

"My sins cannot be forgiven so easily," Tenenbaum told them. "Besides there is still work to be done around here."

Harry crossed his arms. "Then I'm not leaving either."

Rose followed suit. "Me either."

"You know not vhat you say children," Tenenbaum scolded them. "You have bright future ahead of you, take it."

"And leave you after all you've done to help?" Harry demanded. "No. You could use help. We could both help you."

Jack watched the whole exchange a bit uncomfortably. Tenenbaum was a grown woman, yet she was arguing with a child no more than six or seven. He felt a tug on his sleeve and saw it was Sally trying to get her attention.

"Are we really going to leave?" Sally asked.

"You don't want to stay, do you?" Jack asked. She shook her head.

"I was, uh, just wondering if we could save a lady before we left?" Sally asked.

"Who?" Jack asked. As long as it wasn't a Splicer he had no problem getting someone else out.

"She helped rescue me once, she was nice. But she got hit on the head. Hard."

"Is she...?" Jack let the question hang. It sounded like this woman was dead.

"Could we try a Vita-Chamber?" Sally asked. "I think it might work."

"Could you, uh, show me where she is?" Sally nodded.

"She isn't far. Outside the mean man's clinic." Suchong's clinic?

Jack saw Tenenbaum still arguing with the dark haired twins. "Excuse me," Jack cut in. They stopped to look at him. "I see that you have some things to sort out, but would it be okay if I borrowed Harry for a minute or two?"

"Vhy?" Tenenbaum asked.

"Just want someone to accompany me and Sally. We're going to go get a friend of hers." Tenenbaum looked a tad suspicious.

"Go. But Harry, do not think this discussion is over."

Sally let the two of them to Airtimes Suites where Suchong's clinic was. Jack, of course, was ever vigilant for any Splicers that might be lurking in dark corners, but found none so far. Harry followed along behind keeping up the rear.

"I don't think we've ever met," Jack told Harry. He offered him his large hand. "Jack-Ryan." He hesitated on his last name. It was the name his father after all. But it was also a part of who he was.

"Like Andrew Ryan?" Harry asked. For a six year old he caught on quick.

"Yeah, like him." Harry took his large hand in his small one.

"Thank you again," Harry quickly said.

"Huh?"

"For saving my sister," Harry specified. "If you hadn't, did what you did, she would still be... just, thank you."

"You don't have to thank me for that," Jack told him. "It's just what any decent man would have done." A man chooses. "I like to think it was the one choice I was in control of."

Harry was silent a moment. "Are you really leaving? For the topside?"

"I am, yeah. And from what I heard you want to stay."

"Tenenbaum is staying," Harry pointed out as they climbed the stairs to the clinic. "She shouldn't be here by herself. Me and Rose should stay too."

"Well that's admirable of you," Jack said, opening the door and allowing the kids and himself to enter. "Not many people would be that selfless."

"You were, you saved these girls." Harry spoke with a voice of admiration.

"You're right, I did. My parents always-, well I guess the people who called themselves my parents told me I was destined to do great things. I never found out until recently my entire life was a lie. The childhood I thought I had was just a dream. And if I can help it, I don't want these kids to not have one either."

"...I never really had a good childhood either." Harry told him. "My relatives were always mean, but with Rose, I finally had a friend. Do you think we're born to do great things too?"

Jack softly smiled. "Your life is what you choose it to be. If you want to do great things, find a way to do them."

"Mr. Jack!" Sally called him over to a hole in the wall. "Over here!" The two followed her through and walked a narrow path before coming to a room with a large window, to showcase the might of the underwater city behind it. And slumped against that window was the body of a young woman. She appeared to have been dead for some time. Did Sally really think they could bring her back?

"Sally, I don't think-,"

"Please!" Sally insisted. "Can we please try?" Her eyes conveyed sheer desperation. Jack sighed and picked up the body. The smell was not pleasant.

"There's a Vita-Chamber in Suchong's office. We'll try." Squeezing back through the crack in the wall, the three of them went down the hall to Suchong's office and hidden lab. The body of the scientist was still impaled on his desk from a Big Daddy drill. Jack gently set the body inside and examined the controls. Harry watched him as he worked.

"Do you really think that'll work?" Harry asked.

"Maybe, maybe not. But I still have to try." Harry remained a bit skeptical. "Is it worth a try to convince you or your sister to come with me topside?"

"...I know we both want to, but- we can't."

"Can't or don't want to just yet?"

"I don't know. A little of both I guess."

"Hm. Well, I can't force you to come," Jack pointed out. "But when the time comes, and you and your sister finally do leave, I wouldn't mind offering you a place to stay."

"You mean that?"

"Great things, right?" As he pressed a button, the lights in the Vita-Chamber began to glow brightly with life.


A/N: This chapter was cut, because it gives away the Fontaine/Atlas twist for anyone who didn't play the game.