Hey guys Limit-Breaker13 here with a new fanfiction, just for those who will want to know, this story takes place during the second game, this will be made more evident in later chapters. Also this will be my second fanfiction written that was or rather is based on a video-game, the first one will come out after this story, but I did write it first.
Anyways.
On With the Show!
Chapter 1: Why Me? (The Powers Arc)
?'s P.O.V.
"Conduits, that's what we're called".
An Image flashes on screen of a boy about age 15 with shadows being drawn into his body, which is lying supposedly dead on the ground.
"Heh, I guess I'm more of a freak now than I ever was before."
Another image flashes, this time it's the boy and another teen fighting a gang of thugs, the boy is getting beaten up.
"I may have hated the world a lot before, but I hate it much more now".
A third image comes up, it's of a girl about to be hit by a truck.
"I guess this is what helping someone gets you, torment".
Now the Image changes to one where the boy is pushing the girl out of the way with the other teen standing in the background, it looks like he's yelling something.
"Eternal"
The next image shows the boy getting run over by the truck, then the first image flashes again.
"Torment" The boy finishes speaking as the second to last image appeared, in this image the boy is slowly getting to his feet, then comes the final image.
The boy looks up and for a moment his eyes are pure white, before they instantly turn a glowing shade of black.
inFAMOUS: A Shadow's soul
Me and my friend Dominick live together with my parents, he would live with his, if they hadn't been incinerated during the annihilation of Empire City by The Beast. Yeah, he mourned the loss of his parents, and I swear it was only by the grace of his god that he was visiting us here in New York when it happened, but all in all it wasn't all too long before he was his semi-sarcastic self again.
"So dude, wanna go to Central Park?"
"Sure, why not" he said with a shrug. Now I know what you're thinking, why are we acting so casual when these bio-terrorists are out there destroying entire cities? Easy answer, we can't do anything about it, so why worry? Either way, me and Dom head off to Central Park to spar for the day. Oh yeah did I forget to mention that he's training me in mixed martial arts?
"Alright trainee!" I roll my eyes, I hate being called "TRAINEE, ARE YOU DOZING OFF AGAIN TRAINEE!"
"No sensei" I say as I lift up my head so he can see my brown hair and red eyes from under my hood.
"Take off your hood trainee" he says, I roll my eyes again and take my hood off. "Alright trainee, get into position and we'll start sparring". I get into position and say
"Yes Sensei" in a mocking way to which Dominick just rolled his eyes. We started sparring and while I got in a few good jabs as well as a cross and an axe kick during the one time I got him on the ground. Of course, that was before he started trying, after that I was lucky if I got in a jab but it would have seemed I was fast enough in both reaction time and actual speed to pull off a superman on him. That, or he let me hit him.
"Damnit, Dom did you let me land that last strike?" I ask after he hits me with a spinning back fist. He then shakes his head no.
"Dude, I wouldn't let you land a hit on me if I could avoid it". He says.
"Alright, that makes me feel a little better about losing" I say as Dominick helps me to my feet. On our way home we pass through one of NYC's many back allies. This is never a good idea mind you. So of course we get jumped by some thugs. Dom manages to handle the ones that come after him thanks in part to a steel pipe he knocked out of one of their hands when he judo flipped them over his back. I on the other hand was getting my ass handed to me on a silver platter because I'm too exhausted from the sparring match against Dominick to really fight back. Luckily Dom manages to come up from behind them and hit all on the head with the pipe hard enough to knock them out, although even he didn't come out of his fight without a few scratches. "I'm pathetic" I say as we're walking down the side walk. Dominick responds with
"Yeah, you are pretty pathetic" of course he had to say it sarcastically and with a smile. That would explain why he's my only friend. Either way after he said that we both started to laugh, then we hear a honk and we realize we had stopped in the middle of the cross walk. We walk over to the other side and laugh a bit more before we hear an ear piercing scream, and see a little girl standing in the middle of the road at night and about to get run over by an 18-wheeler. I had already gathered whatever energy I had left and was halfway to the girl before Dom said. "ANTHONY! DON'T!" I just barely managed to push the girl out of the way before I myself got run over. The pain I felt was indescribable, In fact I'm pretty sure I could feel the crunch, crack, and pop of every single bone in my body as they broke, and at the same time I was feeling the pain of having my skull cave in and having my brains mashed up like potatoes. You can bet I screamed, for the few moments I was alive, at least what is considered to be alive. I was somehow still conscious but by no means was I still living. In fact I was conscious enough to hear Dominick and the little girl scream in terror, well them and the people on the sidewalks, in their cars, and looking out their windows. This also means I could feel it when each and every part of my body started and finished rebuilding itself, it means I could FEEL it as my brains un-mashed themselves and my skull became un-smashed. To this day I'm not sure if it felt better or worse to die them to come back to life. Slowly I started to get up, first on my hands, then on my knees, then shakily on to my feet. When I looked up to Dom I realized my eyes were glowing a dark black. It was then I looked at my hands and saw them drawing in the darkness, no not the darkness, the shadows. It was at that moment it dawned on me. I, Anthony Wars, was a conduit, a so-called bio-terrorist. I then whispered one thing.
"Why me world, why me?"