AN: I have a lot to answer for, and I sincerely apologize for it.

If there was any place that Delta didn't like being in, it was Atlas. It reminded him of the cold atmosphere of Rapture and the people here didn't sit well with him. Granted, there were some places he enjoyed being in, Argus was one of them. He enjoyed being in this place for some reason, it brought a small sense of familiarity to him and he enjoyed that feeling. The people here were humble too, especially the ones near the docks. The only thing that worried him was the influence of the military. Luckily he had gone for a more... fatherly take on his appearance. A simple set of blue jeans, some work boots, a hooded coat, and a scarf along with some sunglasses to cover his appearance.

They arrived at the port in the late afternoon and went through a brief inspection before being cleared to deliver their goods. Sully dealt with the paperwork while he handled the crates, much to the shock of some people, and did some paperwork himself. The girls were busy exploring close by and remained in his field of view. For the first time in the past several months he had no idea what the hell to do. Granted, there were numerous things he could do in Argus but not without revealing his identity or causing trouble, there was enough death for the last several years for him. Something caught his eye though. A couple of blocks down he could see a theater, didn't have too much security nor too many prying eyes.

"Johnny, why don't you take the girls to see a movie or something." Sully said.

"Was considering going there anyways, you want to come?" Delta asked.

"I would but I need to sit down for a minute..." Sully yawned.

"Are you alright, uncle Sully?" Jenna asked.

"I'm alright, lass. Just a little tired from my medication." He waved. They sent a tiny, skeptical nod as he shuffled away, it wasn't a secret that his health was beginning to slowly go down as time carried on. He was in his sixties for God's sake, a working man at that, of course someone who does this line of profession this long would start to break down.

"Father, I'm worried about him." Eleanor looked at him.

"I am too, Ellie. Sully's a strong man though, he'll live a bit longer." He reassured.

"Does that mean he'll live forever?" Jenna tugged his hand.

"I don't know about forever but he'll definitely live for a long time." He answered as he rubbed her head. She puffed her cheeks at him and stomped her foot while he just let out those painful sounding chuckles. The three of them walked towards the theater while enjoying the afternoon breeze. It took them a few minutes to actually arrive at the theater but when they did it was sort of packed, probably due to a new movie that was releasing. This could be troublesome after all.

He pushed those thoughts aside and decided to relax a bit, no one was hunting them since the last bounty hunter was in Mistral and that was a few months ago. His mind was caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice that they were next and already receiving tickets for a movie that Eleanor and Jenna picked out without even telling him. Next thing he knew, he was sitting in the very back row with some snacks in his hand and the girls on either side of him. Blinking at his current position, he couldn't help but frown a little when he saw how many snacks they were all holding, which meant they were recklessly spending his money again.

Flicking both of them to grab their attention, he began to sign in agitation.

"Next time we go out to the movies or anywhere public, you two aren't using my card without my permission." He said.

They blinked at him for a few seconds before trying to pull their best sheepish look. He didn't need to be a super observant person to see that they didn't feel guilty like they should have.

"Since you two want to play cute and recklessly spend my money, how about this... you're grounded for the rest of the weekend." He signed.

"That's not fair!" Jenna whispered.

"I have to agree with her, this is a little much, father." Eleanor said.

"We have over a hundred dollars in snacks alone, Eleanor. You know I have to pick up Sully's pain medication and pay bills, so don't act all innocent." He retorted. He heard her mumble something underneath her breath about him being unfair and him not knowing as much as her and could only sigh when he realized she was at that phase. Almost every teenager had that know-it-all phase where they felt they didn't need to listen to their parent(s). She may have the collective minds from the various people in Rapture, but that didn't mean she had experience. She had knowledge, not experience.

Jenna was beginning to tear up and her face started to turn red but he threw her a look as if he wanted her to try it in a public place. Her mouth clamped shut and she silently fumed in her seat while the trailers began to play, only muttering the tiniest thing about him but looking away when he glanced at her. Both her and Eleanor wouldn't look in his direction and just stared at the screen in front of them.

His eyes were drawn to the screen as the lights darkened in the theater and he leaned forward a bit to see what kind of movie it was. Maybe it was a horror movie, maybe an action movie, maybe even a mystery. The start of the movie caught his attention and kept it for a while before his brows furrowed when he started to put the pieces together and finally realize what kind of movie they had picked.

A romantic comedy.

'What in the actual shit?' He thought as he took off his scarf and folded it onto his lap. He groaned at this and leaned his head back before slowly drifting off to sleep, the cool air of the theater doing wonders to his sweaty face from the cloth.

He had been wrong about the movie only being an hour and a half, it stretched into three hours. Three fucking hours of cheesy, annoying, romance puns and jokes that would make him vomit the contents in his stomach out. He was lucky that he was asleep for the majority of the film, otherwise he would have had to deal with all of that nonsense.

The girls seemed to enjoy it though, often referencing certain scenes and laughing about it later on, much to his dismay. Jenna claimed it had been her favorite movie so far while Eleanor claimed it was in her top ten list of movies.

"What did you think, father?" Eleanor asked.

"I fell asleep." He answered truthfully.

"What?!" Jenna cried out.

"How could you fall asleep? In my opinion, this is one of the better movies in my life, such actions are unorthodox." Eleanor turned away from him. He could only shake his head at their agitation towards his action in the theater but who could blame him, the movie was incredibly boring and ended like every other movie in that genre. Honestly, he would have rather seen a horror movie but remembered Jenna probably would've ruined the experience due to how she would see things. She tends to be a little vocal about those types of things and usually talks during scenes of suspense.

"Daddy, what are we eating tonight?" She asked.

"Chili that I threw in the pot this morning." He answered. He heard her cheer and smirked when he remembered that she always loved it when he cooked in the pot, if it was something she liked then she would request it for a week straight. It so happened that he made enough for them to actually eat for a week straight and it kept his wallet full so that meant he wouldn't have to get fast food, which he stayed away from after Eleanor got food poisoning. He might have been more pissed off than he should at that and might have accidentally short circuited the entire restaurant with his plasmid.

Speaking of Plasmids, he was running awfully low on EVE hypos. He only had two left and he was saving them for when he needed it the most, but for now he kept it full and replenished it from coffee. Soda was off the table because every time he bought it both Jenna and Eleanor drank it before he could even get the chance to. Eleanor he could understand because she needed to refill her EVE but Jenna was no excuse. Numerous times he had bought candy to satisfy her sweet tooth and she continued to drink the soda from him, maybe he was spoiling the girls too much.

After their short walk from the theater to the dock, they walked up the ramp and he held his hand out. They looked at him with quizzical expressions before grumbling under their breath and handing him their scrolls. He gave a cheeky smile and signed that they would get them back Monday afternoon then sent them to do their studies. It didn't matter if they weren't going to school, they would still continue to get their education whether they liked it or not. He had booked them online courses and they were doing remarkably well for two girls who have never went to school. Eleanor was an exception due to her heightened intelligence from the various minds of Rapture while Jenna had been taught a little bit by Eleanor herself.

When they were in their room and doing their studies, he decided to go see how Sully was doing and wanted to check out that bar he had been spoken so highly of. Sully seemed to be doing fine and was currently reading while adjusting his feet that were kicked up. He went to his seat and sat in it before reaching in the mini fridge and taking two beers out. Sully held his hand out and cracked it open while Delta did the same, both enjoying their drinks in silence.

"Say, kid, I know this pretty decent bar. Won't care if you show your face there either." Sully said.

"Good, because I'm tired of wearing this damn scarf all over the place." Delta said.

"Thought you liked wearing the damn thing all over the place?" Sully quipped. A snort was what he got in return while he just chuckled at that and finished his beer in silence, he had a good feeling that nobody in the bar would really care about Delta's face, they were pretty lax in terms of caring about an individual. As far as he was concerned, it should be just a normal day at the bar for the patrons.

Sully was right about the bar being pretty relaxed, most of the customers were either drunk off their asses or just came to have a good time. Some were taken aback by Delta's appearance but grew used to it as more time passed by. The bartender was surprised that Delta had consumed numerous shots of hard liquor and was still fine while others were passed out from the amount in their systems. She saw this as a good opportunity to gain some cash on the side and set up a betting pool, where numerous guys tried to beat Delta in a drinking contest but failed in the end.

When it was late in the night and more people started to pool in, the crowd grew exponentially due to the rumor of a man beating people in drinking. The bar was filled with people having a good time as they watched Delta continuously slam alcohol and beat other heavy drinkers. Pretty soon he started to feel buzzed and someone had mentioned something about drunken fighting. The crowd cheered at that and made room for fighters to throw down while some recorded on their scrolls. An hour later Delta was in the middle of the ring surrounded by people with lien cards and an opponent getting in a fighting stance. He put on his scarf to avoid his identity while staring at the man. What he didn't take into account was the tattoo on the right side of his forehead.

The man didn't even last thirty seconds before he was knocked out when Delta slammed his foot against his face and threw him onto the ground out cold. The next person was a man that wasn't as drunk as he was and managed to get a good few hits in on his face before being thrown into the counter and knocked out then slid off of it. Fight after fight, Delta continued to win and slightly sober up after he kept getting hit numerously. His last opponent was as tall as he was but some people said he was a bare-knuckle champion, making him give a slight smirk.

"Been a while since somebody with a spine walked into here." The man said as he took off his jacket and threw it on the ground. He rushed forward and threw a punch, only for it to be blocked by Delta. He suddenly wheezed in pain when a heavy fist collided with his kidney. He headbutted the man away and fixed his shirt before rushing forward and kicking the man in the face then picked him up and threw him onto the ground. Cheers rang loudly throughout the bar and he felt that faint drunken pride rush through his system.

That cost him a bit when the man suddenly tripped him and started to repeatedly punch him in the face before hauling him to his feet and throwing him out the window. Glass shattered upon contact and he rolled out onto the sidewalk where a couple of people backed up in surprise and watched him get up while brushing off the glass. His scarf fell off his face but he could give less than two shits since the man in front of him climbed out of the broken window and landed on the sidewalk. He rushed forward and delivered a series of jabs but Delta dodged all of them and blocked an oncoming left hook then countered it with a right.

It was his turn to go on the assault and he started to deliver his own set of jabs to the man's face then knee him in the stomach numerous times. He kicked his knee out then punched him in the nose multiple times before he finished his assault with a heavy uppercut to the chin. The man flew a bit before tumbling on the ground a bit before giving a small groan at the pain. He saw a hand offer some assistance and put aside his pride and accepted it with a grunt. He lost fair and square, so no harm no foul in his books.

More cheers echoed through the bar and laughter erupted while an angry shout from the bartender made the two giant men blink. She started to angrily berate them for breaking a window and kept saying that they were lucky she had built up enough cash to pay for the repair. Her face grew red when Delta gave those raspy laughs and signed that she was attractive when she was angry. Most of the patrons laughed at this while she tried to push him out but he remained still and gestured for one more drink then he'd leave. She angrily complied and gave him a drink while he just slid his number on the counter then downed his final drink.

"Thanks for the money, lads! Johnny and I will use your money well!" Sully waved.

"Aye!" The patrons drunkenly agreed. Sully laughed and counted the lien in his hand while handing half to Delta then waited for him to pick up his scarf and tie it around his face. The two finally noticed the people staring at them and decided that they had caused enough trouble and it would be wise to leave the scene before the authorities had decided to show up. One blonde woman with blue eyes seemed to focus on them more than anybody else, like she had seen a ghost.

They took off towards the ship yard at a moderate pace but noticed in the reflection of windows that the woman was trailing close behind them. He told Sully to go to the ship and get Eleanor while he led her away from the ship. Don't get him wrong, nobody would even bat an eye since he wasn't in his suit nor those clothes he always got caught in but he would draw some suspicion since he did cause quite the ruckus in that bar. All he had to do was get this woman lost in an alleyway then wait for Eleanor to pick him up and he can spend the rest of the time on the ship.

He found a dark enough alley to avoid the attention on him and purposefully led the woman down it, acting like he was lost. He really didn't think he'd get lost and soon found himself backed into a dead end. There was quick footsteps then they turned to a skid when she slid on her feet while panting. Her eyes were wide while he just had his back turned to her, a small static noise in the back of his skull began to play and it made him growl at it. The static was always the worst part of when his mind was trying to figure something out. It was either from his past or when something didn't add up, that damn static was always a bitch to overcome when it decided to make an appearance.

"Jaune... is that you? If it is, please say something." She said, getting closer. Why did people think he was this Jaune kid? Was it his hair?

"Jaune, it's me, Saph. You remember your big sister, right? We were the only ones to move away from our parents." She asked. The static in his head was getting louder, it was to the point where he clutched his head in pain and began to claw at his face, ripping the scarf and glasses off subconsciously. Why was he in so much pain? It hurt, it hurt, IT FUCKING HURT!

She backed up when she saw the man clutch his head in what looked like pain and give out inhuman growls. She was really taking a gamble in hopes of this being her only brother. She was on the way to pick up her son from daycare when she saw the bar fight. Usually she would ignore things like this since she had no interest but when she saw that signature mop of blonde hair her mind immediately went to him. It was only did she see the striking resemblance in facial structure did she truly want to see if it was him but that might have been a mistake on her part.

He slammed his head against the wall in hopes of getting the noise out but all it did was make the pain worse, this was worse than the last time he heard this noise. This was an earsplitting noise that seemed to crack his skull open, it only got worse when she was right behind him and the noise was so loud that it drowned out every sound. Her voice fell on deaf ears and he continued to claw at his head in hopes of drowning out the noise. It just hurt so bad, it hurt like the tests back in Rapture and those could be described as hell itself.

The moment her hand touched his shoulder is only when the noise doubled in amplitude and it made him give out a roar loud enough to where it broke several windows. It went on for a second before the noise seemed to fade away slowly, leaving a horrible ringing noise. Like when you listen to something too loud and the ringing in your ears is trying to fix your hearing. The pain started to fade also and when it did, he remembered something. This woman behind him, who was clutching her ears in pain, is somebody that he knows or used to know. She was a kind person at best and a stern at worst but she stuck with the person till the very end. He knew her name, Saphron Cotta-Arc. He knew some more about her too. Supposedly she was a mother and a wife, had several siblings, one of them was a blonde boy who's face was filled with static. Guess this was another memory, he didn't care either way.

Saphron clutched her ears in pain when the man gave that roar that seemed to scare several people. Her mind was clouded by pain and she looked up to see a figure in a diving suit staring at her with a yellow porthole, she could tell it was female judging by the frame. She saw her walk to the man then put his arm around her shoulders before the two of them disappeared in cloud of smoke. There were police coming and she slumped against the wall and slid down while clutching her head in pain.

She knew it was a mistake coming down here. For all she knew that could have just been a man with some mental instability and not her brother. Yet, she swore that he had the same facial structure of hair... that didn't mean anything though. Jaune was gone, his case went cold the moment he disappeared without a trace and was never coming back. Not now, not ever... he was gone from everyone's lives and they couldn't feel anymore shameful.

It had been a few days since he went through that pain surge in his mind. He didn't want to experience it ever again because he was bed ridden for those few days while he tried to remember where that girl was from. Eleanor asked him what she did to him and he just replied that he was remembering something, only it hurt from conditioning from the tests in Rapture. He wasn't shocked when she told him that it was a memory suppressant, Big Daddies often went through them to wipe their slate clean in order for the conditioning to work properly. She told him that the more he tried to remember then the more pain would come while doing so, it was a very painful process if the person wanted their memories back. Most died before they could even get them back.

He didn't care anymore, if he got his memories back then good on him but if he didn't... so be it. His main focus was to mine this underwater Dust so that they could sell the majority of it then keep the rest. Mining with the drill was relaxing in his opinion, he had enough fuel to last him a while but needed a different source when that time came. Eleanor swam by him like an angel in the water and delivered the bits into the container before swimming around him once again. He enjoyed being underwater. Those waves of nirvana as the seawater surrounded him, the dampened noise that would be otherwise loud, and the feeling of the ocean weighing him down made him relax.

Fish swam by him without a care in the world, only quickly swimming away when rock kicked up from the drilling or he broke off a piece of Dust. He held the large piece of the resource up and it was quickly scooped away as Eleanor took it and placed it in the container then peeked inside to see that it was full. She sent him a thumbs up while he gave one back before slowly stomping over, letting the weight of the ocean slow him. He yanked on the chain a couple of times and saw it raise up higher and higher until it was out of the water. Static on his radio made him wince due to the sudden noise in contrast with the sweet silence of the ocean.

"Hey, kid, I'm dealing with some authorities right now so you might want to stay down there." Sully said.

Eleanor looked at him before shrugging then started to happily swim around him or near the rocks. She often did stuff like this in her downtime and it made him smile at her childish nature. While she swam around in the deep blue, he just sat down on a nearby rock and sighed in relief while enjoying the silence of the ocean. The waters were cold like the ones in Rapture and it gave him a slight comforting feeling. Being down in that hellhole for so long made it almost seem like home. It was survival of the fittest down there and one wrong move meant death a second later, whether it be from the ocean or the denizens, mistakes cost you your life.

The surface wasn't so much different in his opinion, especially the darker side of it. The same crimes that happened in Rapture happened on the surface too. Murder, robbery, arson, rape, experimentation, etc. All of it happened right underneath people's noses and no one bat a single eye. At least in Rapture it was the aftermath of a war that these crimes started popping up more often but the surface was no excuse. It was supposed to be different up here, he was supposed to be different but he was still stuck in that same role of protector, not that he minded. The only difference here is that nobody had ever heard of a Big Daddy, Little Sister, or a Big Sister. They were simply anomalies up here.

What pissed him off the most was how they perceived him. All because he killed a guard that made the stupid mistake of aiming a machine gun at him. It wasn't his fault the damn fool didn't think and he simple reacted, what was he supposed to do? Get shot? Fuck that, he was a survivor, he already died once and didn't enjoy the experience, he didn't feel like reliving that. He was nothing but a serial killer in their eyes, sure he was a killer but he only killed people that provoked him. Bandits were stupid, every bounty hunter he encountered was in the same category, Grimm and White Fang were annoying, and huntsmen and huntresses piss him off. Sure he's killed at least two or three huntsmen and several bounty hunters but that didn't mean he was a bad guy, just wanted to be left alone with his daughters and live his life.

He felt a little guilty when he traumatized that cat-girl. It was usually the fallout from the survivors of Big Daddy encounters; they were left traumatized and broken, possibly worse if they didn't receive treatment. Something stopped him from killing her though, it was a memory because the static was there. Did he know her in the past? He really didn't know, everything was fuzz at this point.

The world should be more worried about huntsmen and huntresses more than anything. Think about it, they were highly-trained Grimm killers but what if they snap from the horrors they see on the battlefield and direct their attention to the people? They could do serious damage if they went unchecked and were looked at like heroes but he was just a simple ship hand that knew how to throw down and killed attackers of his family yet he was the bad guy. If he had known the surface was this stupid then he would've stayed dead in Rapture. They were hunting him down like a rabid dog yet left that dipshit bull, Adam Taurus, alive.

Scary thing is... they were getting closer and closer each passing month. They knew the ship, they knew what Sully looked like, Eleanor and Jenna had been seen in the public enough for people to recognize their faces, and that blonde girl recognized him from a distance. It was an endless game of cat and mouse that was coming to an end sooner or later. He just didn't know how much more running he could do... sooner or later he would be found and the girls would be separated from him.

But while he was still living and breathing... he'd fight like an animal if it meant keeping the ones he cared about safe.

Blake was doing slightly better now. Her grades started to pick up, the bags underneath her eyes disappeared, she began talking more, Sun was starting to slowly recover since he woke up, and her friends could get her to get out more often. Therapy was certainly helping dealing with the nightmares, so that was also a plus. Everything seemed to be getting better until everyone saw the recent news. Yet another bounty hunter turned up dead due to the one dubbed Delta. Apparently, he was last sighted in Atlas where he wrote a rather tame message in the blood of the huntsman.

"He wants to be left alone." Weiss read.

"That's probably not going to happen, seeing as how the world hates him." Yang played with her food.

"It's not so much the world, I just think it's the media and government that somewhat hates him." Ren said.

"He should still be detained, those huntsmen that he's killed had families." Pyrrha said.

"If we can catch him, for someone who's big as he is, he's been rather elusive." Nora murmured as she looked at the pictures of him. She had been more quiet since Jaune went missing, often being herself when she was allowed to let loose in combat.

"I mean, we know that he's on a ship, so that's something." Ruby chimed in.

"A big problem is that what ship though, there are countless ships that come into the port everyday." Weiss said.

"... I don't see the reason in going after him, anymore." Blake said as she looked up from her book. Everyone stopped and looked at her.

"What do you mean, we shouldn't go after him? He traumatized you!" Yang gestured.

"I understand that, but look at me now. My grades are picking up, I'm talking again, Sun woke up which means he'll start recovery soon, and my sessions are helping me. I'm doing better and I don't want to face that monster again if it means I'm stuck taking pills to put me to sleep." Blake explained. Everyone did see that she was looking and doing better than what she had been over the past several months. They could understand why she didn't want to fight that man again, from what they heard, he's a monster that seemed to strike fear in a lot of people.

"He still needs to be sent to prison." Pyrrha said.

"I'm not disagreeing with you about that. He does need to be locked up but I don't think it should be us to go after him." Blake said to the side.

"You're scared." Ren said.

"Of course I'm scared!" She said. Nobody could really blame her, she had the closest experience with the man and it left her traumatized for several months. It didn't take a genius to tell she didn't want to face him ever again, but was on the same boat as everyone else to see him locked up.

"Can you at least describe what he looked like?" Ruby asked.

"Tall, had blonde hair from what I could see, glowing yellow eyes, and was muscular. Now can we stop talking about this, please?" Blake asked.

"What else?" Weiss asked.

"He had this girl help him. She disappeared with him in a cloud of purple smoke shortly after. He also had this tattoo on the right side of his forehead, from what I could make out, it said the word Delta." Blake said.

"Hey..." Yang said when she realized something. "Hey, hey, hey." She added.

"What?" They all asked.

"There was a bar fight that got recorded over in Argus about a week ago." She said.

"There's always bar fights that people record, what's so different about this one?" Weiss asked.

"I'm getting there, Ice queen. From what Blake described, there was a winner that won by beating the biggest guy." Yang said. She searched through the videos for a while before she spotted it and clicked on it. The sound of drunken laughter and cheering while the camera wobbled around made them press their lips. It took a little bit of focus but they could see the massive man in the video slam another man into the counter with ease.

"Yang, this video is horrible, isn't there a better one?" Ruby asked.

"Unfortunately, there isn't. He does match though. The height, the hair, the tattoo on his forehead, even muscle structure matches the description." She listed.

"Hmm, this does seem like a good description to give to the headmaster." Pyrrha said.

"Yeah... I've been wondering something lately, also..." Yang trailed off, making them all look at her.

"What is it?" Ren asked.

"Do you think we're kidnappers?" She asked. It wasn't uncommon for silence to bask over them now, it was almost welcoming sometimes. This silence though, it felt wrong, like they were thinking about something that twisted them a bit.

"I... don't think so... I mean, we're huntress and huntsmen. We always do what's good in the end... right?" Ruby asked. She knew this was a lie... she knew that being what they were wasn't a pretty business. She wasn't that naive fifteen year old now.

"Just think about it though. He had no intention of coming here, he was drugged, imprisoned without food for days, and that girl stated that we're nothing but kidnappers." She said.

"I don't think we're kidnappers, we're-" Ruby stopped when she couldn't think of the word. These recent months they haven't felt like huntresses and huntsmen at all, they felt like quite the opposite really.

"I still think we should help the authorities. It's what Jaune would've done..." Pyrrha said quietly, making everyone else go quiet for a while. They ate their lunch in silence or the remaining of it until the bell rang. They had mixed emotions about this whole situation. On one hand, they wanted to help the authorities as much as they could but on the other hand... they felt like they were making a mistake, one that would cost them dearly.

So, I'm back. Obviously. For those of you who have waited patiently, I thank you but for those of you who have left the story for me not updating this for months at a time, I don't blame you. I'm sincerely sorry for delaying this story for so long and I have a couple of reasons why; the first one is that I have a serious writer's block with this story, the second is that college is something I wish to focus on the most, and the final reason is that I somewhat lost a little bit of interest in this story. Another reason is that my depression is coming back slightly. Events from last year are coming back. It's like a faint background feeling that you know it's there but you can't do anything to get rid of it.

This does not mean I'm stopping it, hell no, but it's more on the side I have no idea what direction to take this story. It's not going to be one of those stories where he forgives them if he gets his memories back or his memories come back almost instantly, no. This chapter was an absolute struggle bus to push out and I feel like I just did several exams in one day. What I'm trying to say is that this is taxing a bit and I want to at least take my time to put the effort into it. I'd rather spend a while on a chapter in hopes it keeps you guys entertained then cram several shitty chapters and hope it's mediocre at best.

I know my stories are far from the best and will probably not be up there like some authors, but I'll be goddamned if it just gets abandoned because I feel like abandoning it. Now onto reviews... because holy fucking shit, there are a lot of them. Some I ain't too keen on addressing but it needs to be done if I want to feel a bit of closure.

genesishydraxx: Here you go.

Cheese PuffXx: Hope you got that fifth win.

unstop-able worrior 78: That depends on where I take this story.

MythAnime: That's what I'm saying... up until season six but anyways, thanks for reviewing.

DiddleySquat: That's kind of the beauty of this story, you don't really have an idea on what is going to happen. In some cases it's good while in others, it's bad. Mine, a little bit in between.

FantasyRider35: Have to read to find out but thanks for reviewing that long one.

Victor John Foxfire: Appreciate the review, gives me an idea.

Frank Horrigan: He'll keep that in mind, Frank. Thanks for reviewing.

Ronmr: Thank you, it's kinda hard in my opinion to please this many people. I don't... tend... to please a lot... Anyways, thanks for reviewing.

DaChubbyChicken: Thank you, I'll try to keep your attention if you're still here.

infadinityfollower: Then don't fucking read it. I'm going to keep it real with you, chief, I never said my stories would impress everyone. And before you go and criticize me on my story, you had better hope to god your stories are top tier. Your illiterate bashing isn't fucking needed here, because last time I gave my vocabulary a good check, the word "worser" isn't an actual word. If you actually read carefully, you would find out that Delta does have the telekinesis plasmid. If you actually did your research, the Enrage plasmid only exists in the first Bioshock. Why the hell would I use something that was in the first game but not the second? I wouldn't when I'm trying to follow the timeline loosely. If we are to have a respectful relationship if you decide to come back then give criticism, not bashing.

XCOMHEAVY12: I thank you for your support, really helped out a lot.

Guest: I'd say he's a mixture between a man and a monster.

Guest: I'd think this chapter says otherwise.

Guest: Thank you. Sully'll get by, he's a tough person.

Reiss82: Thank you.

The Twin Wraiths: I remember you, how're you doing? Thank you for the support.

Guest: Thank you, I don't really think there'll be a paring in this story. I mean, if you guys want a good pairing story between these two universes then go read the other big Bioshock crossover, it's spectacular.

Guest: In a sense, yes.

Guest: Thank you for that compliment and that little emoji.

MeOhMy: Yeah, I'm trying not to go that route with him. I enjoy a good story or two where the main character doesn't immediately jump on the save the world bandwagon.

Guest: Here it is.

Guest: I hope you stay for a while.

The Baz: He felt it down to his soul. Congratulations on being the big one hundred.

Firefly7073: I wouldn't say the best because there are always people who will surpass me but I'm at least decent.

jaxups: You think? Thanks anyways.

Theonewhoknocks: That's the thing. I don't really think that he's this all knowing being. Sure he has knowledge of years but he isn't all knowing like some people make him out to be. The writer thing, it's not big deal. Just because some people don't like my story and will say things about it doesn't mean I'm going to stop. That's part of the beauty of striving to be a better author. Proving those people wrong. I do owe it to you all. It's my job as an author to deliver the readers content, regardless of the situation.

Wombag1786: Thanks, for both parts.

Ronmr: It'll get darker.

UndeadLord22: It's how my uncle and I talk, so it's only natural I put some of our banter attitude into my story.

Morrian: Here you go.

MythAnime: Fight scenes aren't my forte but I'll try to improve, so keep an open eye out.

Frank Horrigan: Preach.

Guest: I have thought about it due to me loving the games, but I feel like I should finish these three before heading into other universes.

STRIKER ENERGY: It's alright in my opinion. You keep improving on your stories.

bren6767: Probably like any victim would.

Delta97: I'll try to keep exceeding for you.

Janne Rolfe Jalandoni: Another factor.

STRIKER ENERGY: I'll try to keep it up.

The Baz: Which part?

Datsniper: Oh boy... this is a long review. I won't lie to you and say I was happy when I read your review but it was needed in a sense. The first part got to me and it indeed made me pissed but I shoved it down and read your review. You do bring up good points such as my execution. It is rather poor and does need improvement. Some of those plot holes in the previous chapters? Yikes, you really weren't sugar coating anything... anyways, I did look over them and realized that they could've had major improvements. So in a sense, thank you for pointing out my flaws. Just, don't write such a long review if you do again, please?

the-lost-memories6: Here's another one.

Bannana-boi: I still think it's stank doo doo but if you like it then it must not be too terrible.

Roboman: I will answer your questions, now. She did come through the tear with them but the other little sisters' location is currently unknown. Delta doesn't see the reason as to saving her, he doesn't need the Adam to buy more plasmids and he doesn't care anymore. He still has two EVE hypos left but is saving them for something, say a big battle if you would. He's basically been refilling his EVE back up by consuming coffee and soda when he can get the chance. Your paragraph breaking I am trying to do and the matter about the huntsman POV, I am considering it at the end of every few chapters or so. The camera deal I don't know how to go about.

Gamenian: Thank you, and I appreciate the help if I call on you. I want to know when you're going to update The Not So Green Rookie and Connection Lost.

Saint Agustine: I do too.

kingreaper1106: Thank you.

Malgrath: I don't know, it depends on what goes through this noggin of mine. About the matter with Blake, probably shouldn't have done that in hindsight but it is already done so I can do little to change what has happened in the past.

That was a lot, more than what should have been addressed but I finally got to everyone since last March. I want to thank you all for sticking with me this long and continuing to do so if you stay. I already know that I'll lose people due to this chapter's quality but who can blame me? I'm not doing so hot mentally and it's hard to keep interest in these things due to things like writer's block. If you don't like the story then politely leave to the nearest exit and either come back at a later date or don't come back at all; I'm not here to impress everyone.

In other news, I'm so sorry if this chapter doesn't meet your expectations but hey, just be glad I'm still updating rather than just dropping the story like a newspaper. Thank you all for sticking with me so far and I will catch you all on the flip-side. Take it easy.