I do not own Infamous or X-men Evolution or characters. I only own Reece John Fox.

Prologue

The name's Reece. Reece John Fox. I'm 16, 5 '7, had blond hair, blue left eye and green right eye and was slightly better than average looking. I was there in Empire City when the ray sphere went off. Right next to the center in fact. All I remember about it, is that I was walking past this average looking dude with a glowing blue ball in his hands. Next thing I know I wake up in a crater. The Historic District was a mess. Then a helicopter showed up, and I realized I'd gone deaf, I could hear a ringing in my ears so it was only temporary. My hearing came back enough to hear the guy in the helicopter tell me to get to the bridge. I struggled to my feet and that's when I saw it. It was the dude who had the blue ball thing, he was now bald, burned and scarred, his clothes ripped and scuffed. He was being struck with electricity from a generator. I gasped and ran towards him, but I stopped as I realized that he was still alive. How the hell is he alive? What's going on here?

I decided to follow him through the car park. Not long after there was another electricity surge zapping the dude again, but this time somehow they overloaded and exploded causing a slab of the floor fall making a makeshift bridge. As I followed him down to the bridge, his hands started glowing blue and the next thing I knew lightening was striking the bridge all over. Okay I might have just moved here from England but I'm not stupid. This dude somehow can-I don't know-control electricity? It sounds stupid but that's what it looks like. I snapped out of my thoughts and ran for the Neon District. When I was almost there I heard someone shout "Cole!" I looked back and saw the bald guy collapse, and the ground around him started trembling, with some idea what was about to happed I ran to him, grabbed his arms and started dragging him back to the Neon. Just as I got him out of the way the ground where he had been laying suddenly dropped into the river. No thanks. It's not time for my bath yet. This guy ran up to us and helped me carry him. "Thanks, man." he said. "No problem." I replied. "But, uh, I feel like all my muscles are about to go, so I think I'll-"

"Faint?" the guy said.

"Hell no. I don't faint, I get knocked unconscious." and with that I did.

When I woke up I was in a bed, my head felt like it was exploding. "Fucking hell." I muttered. "My head."

"Hey, you're up!" I heard someone say. I looked and saw it was the guy who helped me drag his buddy over the bridge just before I collapsed.

I was able to get a better look at him now. He was a little fat, had Elvis style hair and glasses, and was wearing a black jacket, blue jeans and white trainers.

"Aw, you caught me. I was gonna surprise you." I said sarcastically.

"You all right, kid?"

"Apart from my head? Yeah, I'm fine. And I'm not a kid."

"You'll be fine"

"I hope so." I said as I tried to get up, but I was too weak. "How long have I been out?"

"Uh, well I better let you rest." He said nervously as he started backing away.

"Hey! Dude, answer me!"

He stopped and sighed. "Ten days."

"Ten days?" I yelled.

"Kid, calm down!"

"How can I be calm? I've been out of it for ten days! And when were you going to tell me this?"

"I was gonna let someone else tell you." The Elvis Impersonator muttered.

"You were going to let someone else tell me that I was out for ten days?" I screamed. "And anoth-" I started but stopped as I realized something. "I, uh, don't suppose you've got any food? I'm starving."

Just then the door opened and a woman with brown hair, a white paramedic shirt and blue jeans, and medical supplies around her waist came in.

"Zeke, stop stressing him." She said.

"But I was just-" The guy, Zeke I guess, started to say.

"He's been through a traumatic experience, and unless you have some hidden medical talent I suggest you leave now." I got the feeling she was a serious yet compassionate person, like a mother.

"All right, all right, I'm gone, I'm gone. Jeez." He muttered as he walked out the door.

"Thanks." I said once he was gone.

"Zeke means well, but he doesn't know when to quit it."

"Yeah, I got that impression"

She started flashing a light in my eyes. "No signs of concussion." She went through other medical mumbo jumbo, and it turned out I was alright.

"Can I have some food? I'm starving." I asked.

"Sure. And the name's Trish."

"Reece."

"I'll go get that food Reece. I have a feeling you have some questions."

"Yeah, you got that right."

After I'd eaten. Trish came back with another guy, he looked kind of familiar. He was wearing a yellow and dark blue jacket, kakis jeans, black trainers and had a ginger skinhead.

"Reece, this is Cole, you saved his life." Trish said.

"The guy from the bridge?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"So, what happened to this place?"

"Apart from the explosion, we're in quarantine, gangs rule the streets, there's a plague and there's hardly any food."

"Shit."

"Listen, Reece, thanks for saving me but I have to go maybe I'll see you around." Cole spoke for the first time.

"No problem, the way I see it you're probably the only who can take this city back."

"What are you talking about?"

"Look you don't have to lie. I saw you get zapped by electricity twice so I know you can probably control it. Hey, I may be young be I ain't stupid."

"You guessed right kid. Hey you have any place to stay?"

"Nah, not any more. Why?"

"If you want you can stay with me and Zeke for a while."

"Thanks, Cole."

"No problem. I'll get Zeke to show you there later. See you."

And that's how I met Cole. We found out about conduits, and that I might be one, but I had no obvious powers, I was there when Cole took down Kessler, who turned out to be Cole from the future. Then came New Marais, and finally taking down The Beast for good. Cole had just activated the RFI and The Beast was dead, those who had the plague were cured and conduits were in unbearable pain all over the world when my powers made themselves known there was a massive sound like a window smashing and then a two second earthquake. Suddenly I wasn't in pain anymore. Me, Cole and Zeke were in a diner room and there were people all around as staring, then one of them extends three metal claws from each hand and says "Who the hell are you, bub,"