Whenever I type in italics and the perspective switches to First Person. It means a 'cutscene' is happening. Just like in the InFAMOUS games.


When I entered 'The Guild'. I was assaulted by quiet a lot of stares and whispers. Nothing new to me, even if it was for a different reason than normal. I went to the lady at the desk.

When she asked me why I was naked. I quickly thought of a cover story. I was mugged and robbed of everything. She gave me a look of pity. I talked with her for a bit. I knew what a Guild was. I read fantasy comics when I was a kid.

I joined The Guild and got my card. On it, was the name I chose, 'Trish Dailey'. By using HER name,Trish gets to help out more people. Even if i'm not her. Nor could I ever be.Yet, out of all the names I could've picked.Trish was the first to pop into my head.

I don't deserve to be someone like HER. Yet I can't use a name like 'Cole'. So for now, people will call me Trish.

Cole woke up ontop of a building. The receptionist gave her a one set of clothes. Everything else, Cole has to get herself. She wore a white button up with a blueish green vest and gold buttons for the vest. Dark green pants with brown boots. Cole also binded her chest with a sports bra. Made things easier in the long run.

Cole climbed down the building. She looked at a display glass, at her reflection. She frowned at her long, blonde hair. That needs to go soon. Cole entered The Guild, she can only take E-Rank jobs for now. It's a source of income, however little it may be. She also needs information, but she didn't have a phone, or knew where the damn library was.

She grabbed one that is a delivery job. Cole had an nostalgic smile. She was a bike courier before everything went to shit. Cole looked over the job. Hoping it wasn't anything like the Raysphere.

A small bit of rage nipped at her system as she recalled that day. Cole kept it in, the contents are cooled bottles of blood. Set to be delivered to the Forza Horizon District. 'Okay, why the hell does the client want blood delivered?' Cole asked herself.

The container is a white cylindrical container. With a valve on the top. Apparently it is a cooler that stores vials of liquids. This one is carrying blood.

All of this is way too familiar. It was, Cole delivers a mysterious and suspicious package to a district, and then everything goes to hell. Cole shook her head, trying to keep those thoughts bottled in. She held the package under her arm, and started to leave. 'I need to get a bag. So after the job, get a backpack, and then a haircut,' Cole listed out her goals in her head.

She left The Guild and began walking down Leanbox. It's very big, tons of tall buildings. Perfect for Urban Exploration later down the line. 'If I had a bag, I could just grind on power lines. Instead of walking,' Cole grumbled in her head.

She was so used to getting around Empire City and New Marias in that manner. That she forgot about walking like a normal person. Cole never thought she'd ever be considered normal again. It was nothing but some fantasy after the Raysphere.

The Forza Horizon District is a residential area. A bunch of white, clean apartment complexes with green lights surrounding it. Cole entered the lobby. It was very rectangular and white. Cole entered an elevator, and tentatively pushed a button. Not wanting everything to short circuit on her.

Cole waited in the elevator and held the paper. She scanned the walls as she looked for the room number. Once she found it, Cole knocked on it. And waited, she is so glad that nothing like the Raysphere happened on this job.

The door opened, and Cole looked at the client. Her skin is an alabaster. Her veins were black and easily visible. Her hair is long and red. Her eyes were a glowing red, with a slit. Like a predator. Deep and large bags under her eyes. Cole saw a glimpse of fangs. The girl only wore a crimson robe. She saw the container and her face broke out into a smile.

"Oh! You delivered my package! Come in!" She cheerfully gestured Cole to enter the apartment. After a few seconds of thought. Cole decided to enter, confident she can take the girl if she tried anything.

Cole could only see a small kitchen, a dining room, and a living room. There is a closed off portion. Which Cole deduced is her room. The girl took the container from Cole, and gingerly placed it on the dining room table.

"Oh, where are my manners. I'm InFAMOUS: Festival of Blood. Call me FoB, that's what my sisters call me," FoB introduced herself. "Sisters? Why couldn't they deliver this?" Cole asked.

"They're always on jobs, leaving me to hold down the fort all the time. I'm strong, but I'm pretty frail. So I guard the house," FoB explained. "Who are your sisters?" Cole asked.

"Well, we all live here. There is, InFAMOUS, the oldest. Then me, then InFAMOUS: Second Son. Finally, InFAMOUS: First Light, the youngest," FoB replied, listing off her sisters from oldest to youngest. "Uhh, all of you are named InFAMOUS?" Cole asked, weirded out.

"No, that's our family name," FoB replied. FoB gave Cole the payment. Then Cole quickly shuffled out of the apartment. That was way too awkward for her. Cole leaned on the railing of the apartment. Then spotted a powerline.

Cole smirked and jumped off the railing. Activating her Static Thrusters. She landed on the power line. Then, green lightning erupted from her legs and arms. Her rail grinding leaving a trail of green sparks.

Cole jumped from power line to power line. The wind whipping through her long, blonde hair. The smell of electricity breached her nostrils, and the air whistled in her ears. Cole felt free and unbound whenever she travels like this. As Cole neared The Guild. Cole spotted a relatively uncrowded area. Perfect for a cool Thunder Drop.

(?)Karmic Moment

I've already been looking cool by rail grinding. I can finish it off with some style. There are some people nearby. It would damage some property, like buildings and cars.

I can always heal the people I hurt. So nothing of consequence happens to them. Yet, that doesn't change the fact I hurt them to begin with.

Cole decides to jump off the rail, and use Static Thrusters on her way down. The sweat on her forehead turned into steam with a sizzle and pop. She gave a sigh of satisfaction, and entered The Guild.

-Good Action-

Good acts reinforces your Good reputation.

Cole left The Guild after turning in her job. Then she went into a store, and used most of the money to buy a bag. The bag is a courier bag she can sling over shoulder or back. The straps are a bright green, with the bag itself being black. On each side of the bag is a dark green 'X'.

Apparently these bags can store of objects of any size. The amount it can store is proportionate to one's strength and weight. These dimensional bags are also common for Guild Agents, merchants and general adventurers.

Cole climbed up a building. She laid down, then she placed the bag behind her head to act as a pillow. The sky was now a black sheet across the sky. The nation beneath her is a glowing, green ocean.

Cole is currently getting her bearings in this new world. She still needs a haircut and the full details of this new world. Cole turned her body and began to slow her breathing. Her eyes slowly closed as she went to sleep.