SOME CONTEXT BEFORE YOU READ
If you are unfamiliar or have forgotten the inFAMOUS style, there are two Karma paths: Good and Evil. The main story, and by relation the canon story, is set in the Good Karma path. However, due to my love for edginess and going down paths less traveled, I will be including Evil Karma Chapters depicting scenes that differentiate from the Good path. Enjoy, as Callum becomes more of a bad boy, than the kind-hearted one we know.
Shoving the doors open, Callum was met with a blinding light, followed by seeing the Conduit on the ground, seeming to surrender, encased up to his waist in... concrete? "Listen, you just let me go, just let me walk away, and nobody ever has to know about this-", the Conduit pleaded, to no avail as the concrete continued to encase him. "Wait a minute, just stop, let's talk about thi...", he begged, before his whole body became covered in rocks. Then, a woman stepped forward. She didn't seem to be old but was still older than Callum. Her raven black hair grew to her back and her emerald green eyes gave a false sense of calmness to the unwary. She wore a navy blue shirt under a high collared trench coat, earpieces in both ears, a gold necklace, dark grey slacks, and black leather boots. "Oh, Corvus... I am so very disappointed in you.", she said in a lecturing tone. "Well! We got em, right? I uh... flushed out that mean ol' Conduit for you. Good job, everybody. Especially you guy...", Callum said, acting as though he was trying to help. "Bio-Terrorist.", the woman said, causing the boy to wince, thinking he had been called out. "Corvus Lafayette was a Bio-Terrorist. Conduit is a word used by traitors who sympathize with their cause. You're not a traitor, are you?", she asked, finding Callum's presence suspicious. "I uh... I try not to be.", he said, chuckling a little at his poorly timed humor. The lady clearly wasn't buying it. "You seem nervous.", she said. "No, I'm not nervous.", he said, trying to dispel her suspicions. "It's been my experience that there are only two reasons for people to be nervous. Either they're cowards... or they have something to hide.", she said, walking around Callum. "Well, you know, I also get nervous around pretty girls.", he said, hoping to appeal to her sense of humor. It wasn't helping, and he winced at that terrible attempt. "You were in there with that Bio-Terrorist for some time. Did he share anything with you?", she asked, getting in Callum's face. "Umm, 'share'?", he asked, confused with her wording. "Did he say anything to you? Share any of his ramblings about... conspiracies?", she clarified. "Oh, umm... no, he didn't share anything.", Callum said. "Good. That's good to hear. You see, we are engaged in a life and death war against these Bio-Terrorists, and it's my job to do whatever it takes to ensure we win that war.", she said, before starting to walk away.
Callum then remembered that she encased Corvus in concrete, so isn't that kind of bass-ackwards? "But, it's kinda funny because, aren't you a Bio-Terrorist too?", he said and regretted it the moment she stopped walking. Concrete appeared right in front of him and Callum knew he said something he shouldn't have. "Okay, okay, okay.", he said, trying to apologize as she turned back around. "Yes, I am. Sometimes you have to fight fire with fire. And it's clear now that you're not a coward, which means that there's something you're not telling me.", she said, signaling the two men she brought with her to step up and aim their rifles at Callum. "What, what are you doing? You can't do this. You crazy?! I've got rights!", he yelled, not believing how this escalated so fast. "And I have the legal authority to suspend those right whenever I feel it's necessary. Like now, for instance. I'll ask again, what happened in there?", she said. "And I'll tell you again, noth- GAH!", he said, feeling a sharp pain in his leg as a shard of concrete pierced his knee. "I'm told that hurts.", the woman said, mockingly. Callum looked up at her and mockingly copied her facial expression, resulting in more concrete impaling his legs. "Maybe I know what happened in there!", Amaya said, albeit rather strange since she couldn't hear her own voice. "NO! Aunt Amaya, don't...", Callum said, keeping his aunt away. "Really? Still nothing? Well, unless you decide that you do have something to tell me, I'll go 'chat' with that nice old lady. But you should know, concrete is especially hard on brittle bones. And if she doesn't talk, I'll just move on to the next one, then the next... until I find someone who does. So, do you have something you want to tell me? Or do you prefer that I move on to your friends here?", the woman said, giving Callum an ultimatum.
Callum's anger reached a boiling point, and his thoughts were all over the place. He didn't give a second thought to place others in danger to save himself. "I do have something to say...", he said, glaring up at the woman. "Piss. Off.", he said, never breaking eye contact. The woman only looked down at him in disappointment. "Then I have no further use for you.", she said, impaling Callum's legs with more concrete, causing him to keel over. Amaya watched in horror as her nephew's legs looked more jagged then the cliffsides they were near. "Hope you're not as stubborn as that one, are you, Amaya?", she said to the older lady, who simply gave her a stone face and crossed her arms. Then it was Gren's turn to watch as his friend got her calf stabbed by a shard of concrete, and falling to her knees. "Yeah, I'm told that hurts.", the woman said before Callum blacked out.
Ouch... welp, thanks Evil Callum for being that little bit of a dick. Ok, well, if you liked this first Evil Karma chapter, feel free to... I dunno, do something. See you next time with the continuation of the Good path.