Fetch cast a stone into the air, watching eagerly as it plummeted towards the water only to be obliterated by a large beam of power which didn't belong to the pink-haired conduit.
"Good shot, D" she complimented his marksmanship. Delsin flashed some neon in the palm of his hand.
"I never miss" he smirked, jumping down from his perch above her and joining her by the railing at the edge of the building. "I bet you fifty bucks that I can hit the next stone you throw before it hits the water"
"Really? You're on" she said, stooping down to pick up another rock and tossing it into the air. Delsin squinted into the setting sun and took aim. A shot, and miss. A second shot, yet another miss. The stone dropped into the water below with a plop and Fetch sighed. "Well at least ya tried" she teased "pay up, big guy".
"No way, the sun was in my eyes!"
"Well you had no problem hitting one a few minutes ago... You know, when ya told me you 'never miss'"
He sighed. "Fiiiiine". He reached into the pocket of his light grey jeans and pulled out his wallet, fumbling with some coins before pulling out a fifty dollar bill and handing it to his fellow conduit.
"Pleasure doing business with ya"
Silence fell over them as the sound of the harbour sank in. They had met on the ferry terminal building as it was reasonably quiet and the sunset was pretty clear from there. Plus it was across from a place Fetch had been watching for drug activity but today was her day off. In fairness, it was Delsin's day off too. He thought back to his days at the Tribe, before he got his powers. All day, every day it was work, work and more work. If he wasn't honing his art skills around the reserve he was working with Betty to decorate the longhouse or entertain the youths. Any spare time he had was spent evading the police for his vandalism... Avoiding Reggie. A thought struck him.
"You heard from Eugene lately?" He'd figured the teen would want to be alone in his lair and left him to his own devices, however that was nearly a week ago. They hadn't spoken since.
"Nah, dude's a lil' shy though so I'm tryna give him some space, ya know?" She fixed her posture, taking her eyes away from the golden-orange sunset and stooping to pick up another stone to throw.
"Yeah, so have I. So... Got any plans for the future? if- uh, you don't mind me askin'" Fetch tossed the stone lazily and it fell rather quickly. That didn't stop Delsin from blasting it, even if he missed a few times, slighty worried that his neon bolts would accidentally kill a fish, or something.
"I don't know... Plenty of dealers still around." She sighed again, leaning against the railing.
"Well you're going to run out of cannon fodder some day" He said joining her. They stood for a few minutes, watching the sun dance along the gentle waves and examining the small boats which bobbed along them. Delsin turned to Fetch. "You wanna get outta here?" he enquired.
She thought for a second. "Sure, ain't like I got anythin' better to do" and with that they stood and sped off in a glorious haze of neon.
Ok, so I've been tossing the idea of writing an InFAMOUS fic about in my head for a while now and so here you go. Apologies for any spelling or grammar errors. I don't have a reason for them I'm just bad at writing. Go me! There isn't enough FetchxDelsin out there, so sorry Delgene but this one's for Detch shippers. I want to throw in a lot of fluff later so beware. Eugene and the Tribe will be in later chapters, don't worry. I don't know how far I plan on going with this either so... yeah. Heh. I'll be updating hopefully every Sunday.
(This chapter and another three after it were actually drafts which I changed dramatically. I wanted to add in my own OC but I changed them back to Delsin. The original plot was uninteresting and I quickly scrapped it so sorry for any discrepancies in advance)