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AN: Well, this is just a oneshot on what I think Fetch thinks about Delsin.
We had talked, both of us had been talking with each other a lot. It was always about random thing, sometimes about what are families were like but that got too depressing. Another time we talked about our times before Curdun Cay, I talked about my brother for a while before Eugene told me about his mother.
God, our lives sucked. Eugene's mother turned him in to the D.U.P. after he snapped against his bullies and my parents did the same to me, making me into a junkie soon enough along with my brother.
But, like all our talks, we ended up talking about him. We always ended up talking about Delsin. What he did for us, it's almost impossible to measure.
We were, and still are, putty in his hands. I don't hate to say it, he help our lives in the palms of his hands and he showed us what to do. I just find myself lucky he took us down the right path, took us down the path that didn't involve killing, didn't make us into the monsters people thought we were for years. We changed lives instead, we brought down the D.U.P. and now we're like heroes to Seattle. We're on the top now, the people love us and they don't care for us being Conduits anymore. Anytime Delsin's out on the street now people always come up to him, always asking him for autographs or to put on a show with his powers.
It's incredible, I could hardly believe it the first time he dragged me out the hotel his brother rented for us and we ended up being swarmed by fans, not D.U.P.s like I thought would happen.
When I got back, Eugene just stared at me when I told him what happened. He even used his powers to hack into the city's cameras to check if I was lying. It's still so unbelievable.
But back to Delsin, the man who changed me from being a killer to a hero. I'll admit it to anyone who asks, I was going down I dark path once I came back to Seattle. I was so ready to kill that I was using anything as an excuse, anything at all and I would already be using my powers. When Delsin found me, when he came for my powers, I wanted to kill him but then he helped me, he helped me to get past my anger and now I'm not a killer anymore. Sure, I can't ever erase what happened to me but I at least know I'm trying to make myself better, I'm trying to be what Delsin saw in me when he stopped his brother from sending me to jail. Sometimes I still find it hard to believe how much I've changed since I met Delsin. I knew what Augustine was doing to me, I knew she was turning me into a weapon during my two years in Curdun Cay and I was fine with it. I was fine with being nothing more than a gun for her to point towards whatever. It didn't matter to me who I killed, it didn't matter as long as I was angry at everything for losing Brent.
When I started hunting down drug dealers, when I started killing them as quickly as I could, I knew I was doing just was Augustine wanted but I didn't care as long as I got to kill. I was fine with the fear that came with being a Conduit, I was fine with the terror I saw from the police every time they found a body covered in Neon. I'd normally lie at this point, saying that I hated what I was becoming, what I felt when I was killing those people. I would lie to everyone but Delsin. I told him the truth, that I liked killing those people, that I liked killing every bastard responsible for Brent's death.
Delsin, he just looked at me. He just looked at me for the longest. I started screaming at him, telling him not to judge me, not to put himself on some pedestal against someone like me. While I was screaming at him, letting everything out at the first target I could, he just walked up to me, wrapped his arms around me, and told me he didn't care about what I did. He told me all that mattered was what I was doing now. I'll admit it, I broke down right then and there at just those words. Brent told me the same thing when he was trying to get me clean, when I was starting to use my powers to get more and more drugs.
When Brent died, when that bastard Shane drugged me up and made me kill him, I had lost my rock. I lost the one person who gave me a sense of control, a sense that I actually belonged, that I wasn't just some freak. Delsin, he talked some sense into me finally, after two years of living without Brent, Delsin was finally there to take his place and now I've never felt more in control.
Delsin's my new rock, he's just like Brent sometimes too. He actually cares about me, me and Eugene when we're with him. And we care for him, we'll do anything for him. That's why we stayed with him once we met him, that's why we're always ready to help him when he needs us to.
No matter what, we'll stay by him because he'll do the same for us.
AN: Well, what do you think? Is it bad? Did I capture Fetch's character well? Any suggestions on other characters in Infamous that I should do?
Peace.