AN: Meh, this fic is more of an impulse creation, basically a cross-over with the PS3 game Infamous and the popular manga Naruto. In all honesty I have no plans for this fic so all ideas, and I mean all ideas are welcome and can be put forth for speculation. In order for this to continue I need at least 5 reviews.

Disclaimer: I no own Naruto or Infamous.

Prologue
The Blast

"All the meanness, all the revenge, all the selfishness, all the cruelty, all the hatred, all the infamy of which the heart of man is capable, grew, blossomed and bore fruit in this one word, Hell"

- Robert Green Ingersoll

Konohagakure no Sato, one of the largest Hidden Villages in the Shinobi world, with an ever rising population and tourist attraction. It was exactly midnight when the explosion occurred, an implosion of such magnitude that it took out a full diameter of six blocks. The first screams never heard, however, when the population regained their bearings, the mayhem started. As the fires began to spread it was obvious that something had gone really wrong.

Slowly, a pair of azure blue eyes fluttered open in the direct centre of the crater, wearing a torn and singed orange jumpsuit and matching orange pants with a pair of ragged blue sandals on the feet. His normally sun kissed blonde hair was covered in a thin layer of ash, as were the matching set of whisker marks on each cheek. Disorientated and confused, the short preteen of eleven struggled to rise to his feet and look around.

All of the surrounding suburban lights were out and the only other indication of life was a distant circular border that seemed to be under construction quickly. Still in a dizzy state he began to limp slowly, from numbness, across the crater to what he assumed would be people. He felt exhausted from an unknown reason as he pulled himself into the chaos enveloped streets, people screaming and fleeing in all directions.

The blonde child was in fearful awe as giant walls of stone were erected in a perfect circle a good twenty kilometres from the crater. The screaming people attempting to make them stop, as spotlights were erected on top of the stone walls that constantly scanned the crowd, it was then that the microphones crackled to life;

"... Attention! Attention! Residents of the Hibiki District! There is no need for panic! You are safe and preparations are being made for your health and well being are being prepared as I speak! Please return to your homes and wait for further news! I repeat! Please return to your homes! This is a simple quarantine that won't last long!"

Now the frenzy increased, people were now in a panic to reach the wall and assumed safety. The blonde himself was pulled with the population, being dragged with the frightened civilians until they reached the walls that were lined with spotlights and a neat line of masked people. The glints of their masks confirming them as members of the ANBU black ops, their blank stares down onto the people showing no compassion, no mercy.

In a desperate action, a few of the Shinobi that had been trapped attempted to scale the stone wall, only for the ANBU to throw Kunai knives. They were thrown with such neat precision and accuracy that every trapped Shinobi fell within seconds.

"There is no need to be irrational! We are trying to help you! Now please return to your homes or the ANBU will be authorised to use lethal force against all civilians near the wall! Return to your homes calmly now!"

One foolish trio of Shinobi decided to throw their own Kunai against the ANBU, which was the biggest mistake on their part.

As a single, efficient unit, the masked people threw down a neat wave of blades that hit both civilian and Shinobi alike. The populace reacted instantly, fleeing back into the streets away from the wall, the blonde stood still, dumbfounded at the merciless actions of the masked people. He stared at those empty, clear faces that were perfectly still, it was at that moment that time slowed down.

Until he was yanked into an alleyway by a tall person, his mind still too slow to allow the information of the situation sink in. It was only when he looked up at his companion, that he saw a teenage boy no older than seventeen panting heavily. Garbed in a black Cossack with matching leather boots and pants, his short white hair abundant in the darkness. His turquoise eyes alert and darting around, looking for danger.

Due to his unexplainable exhaustion, the blonde could no longer stay awake and fell into unconsciousness. But not before taking a brief look at his hand as it fell to his side, with a split second arc of red lightening tracing his palm...

A few days later and the blonde woke up in a futon in a small square room, with his body clean and wearing a plain white shirt and pants. He still felt extremely exhausted and the numbness in his limbs was a testament to that. Looking outside he saw that it was a clear day, he also saw with dismay that the circular wall still surrounded the suburban area. Only, this time, there were multiple figures walking along it with menacing repeater crossbows hefted on their shoulders.

Groaning, the blonde pushed himself to his feet and stumbled to the sliding door. Gently opening the wooden door he saw that it led to a staircase, limping down the stairs, he made his way into the lounge. Where he found the teen that had pulled him into the alleyway sitting calmly on a sofa, with a Television set on across from him with static playing up. Taking a quick look around, the blonde saw that the only two other items in the room was a mini-fridge and fuel powered generator humming in the corner.

The teen spotted the youth enter the small abode and greeted him with a smile, then assisted him in sitting down on the couch. "Easy there little man." His light hearted voice spoke gently, "We don't want you to fall unconscious again, now do we." Then, with a snap of his fingers, a green hue covered his hands as he guided them around the blondes chest and head, "Vitals are all good, and no more signs of mental disorientation. Now, what would your name be?"

The blonde gave a weird look to the teen before hesitantly answering, "N... Naruto Uzumaki... W-who are you?"

The teen smiled before letting the green hue fade from his hands, "My name is Shun Kazama, I was a Shinobi Medical Intern, before the... well, before now." He gestured all around them, "Thirsty?"

Naruto nodded, Shun complied and walked over to the fridge, opening the door he pulled out a bottle of clear water. Tossing over the bottle to the blonde, he showed mild surprise when the youth caught it with little ease, pulling out a tape recorder, he held it near his face, "Subject shows natural responses to moving objects after few minutes of being conscious. After being in comatose state for several days there are no visible signs of delayed or innate physical actions. Standby for further analysis of subject after testing."

Naruto, curious about what Shun was talking about, voiced his opinion, "Ano... What was that, Kazama-san?"

Shun laughed at the politeness of the youth, "No need to be that formal, Naruto-san, call me Shun."

Blushing slightly at being chided, Naruto repeated the question, "What was that, Shun?"

Retaking his seat, Shun stretched briefly before answering, "Well, that's actually something that I decided to do, the night I stopped the ANBU from adding a Kunai to your face. Before you went 'asleep', a few arcs of electricity traced your face and arms, curiosity led to fascination. So I brought you to my apartment to be safely watched by myself until you woke up. Following me so far?"

Naruto nodded slowly, he faintly remembered seeing some red electricity before falling into darkness. "Well, after kicking my generator on I decided to make a record for future reference, you know, just in case. And, I have to say, your development has been remarkable, after being in a coma for three days, your body's electrical field has increased exponentially. Every time you come into contact with metal or a conductive material, arcs of red lightening would spread around your nearby skin and across the material."

He paused to allow the youth to absorb the information, Naruto momentarily glanced at his hands before nodding again, "And so I have basically been conducting small, limited, tests on your person to try and discover what you are, or more so, what you are becoming. What are your thoughts on this?"

Naruto was slightly gobsmacked at the news and stared at his palms, curious he spotted a random spanner by his feet. Swallowing slightly he reached with his right hand and slowly leant down to grab the object. Shun spotted what he was doing and smiled whilst pulling up his recorder and a small disposable camera.

As soon as his fingers came within centimetres of the metal, an arc of red lightening briefly filled in the gap between the two. With widened eyes, the blonde began to wave his fingers above the metallic tool, red arcs rapidly and briefly connecting the two by filling in the space. Shun then took a picture with the flash setting off, capturing multiple 'connections' at once.

With a small smile of excitement, Naruto then became more bold and grabbed the tool, his smile forming into a full blown grin when red lightening began tracing his hand and the object in a constant aura of sparks and arcs. Shun also snapped another picture before Naruto turned to him.

"I think this is freaking awesome!"

AN: Whaddya think? All opinions, both praise and flame, will be accepted, don't know when the next chap will be out, maybe a month or so when I feel like it.

R&R Zenzeigan.