Okay so now that exams are done I've decided to post the next chapter. This is now up to page 21 of my 35 page story, so expect this to go on a hiatus in order for me to continue the story. (and doesn't help that I've got Skyrim, MW2, NFS The Run and Assassin's Creed II...).

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"Luna" Normal speaking

POV changes or yelling

Used for quotes

Thoughts

Secondary thought speaker (Sasha or any other telepath)

**Luna's narration**

We walk down a powered up part of the district, just chilling when this news lady comes on. She explains that she's from USTV and talks about how "Many armed men and women have beaten back an attempt to escape the quarantine." and how "The government is doing everything they can to develop a cure for the Empire City plague. This is Diane with USTV on 'The Disaster of Empire City'."

"Wonder if the lady knows what's going on," I comment when the broadcast ends.

"The government doesn't want anyone to know what really happened," Silver says. "They're willing to keep us caged in with these gangs and the starving people just so they can keep their power and image." Cole nods in agreement. Then we get another call from Moya: "There have been reports of a bunch of sick people at New Memorial fountain. Head over there and see what's going on." The three of us rush over to the fountain, immediately informing Moya of the sick and how the water in the fountain is black.

"Come on… breathe…" I hear Trish's voice on the other side of the fountain. As soon as she spots me, her eyes become chips of ice.

"What do you want?" she asks coldly.

"Moya wanted us to know what was going on with the fountain." Cole replies. "Look, Trish, I know what that guy said about me."

"My sister is dead because of you!"

"I swear I didn't know what was in that package."

"I don't want to hear it! Look, if you want to help you can start by turning those three valves over there." Trish points to three wheel valves leaking with black sludge. "You'll need to turn them at the same time or the pipes will burst." The three of us walk over to the wheels and crank them shut. Suddenly this black liquid squirts into our faces and I get assaulted by a massive headache.

"Oh my God! It's all over your eyes!" Trish gasps. "Follow me, I've got a solvent."

"I've been watching you Laura… waiting for you… anticipating this moment…" I hear a feminine voice echoing in my head as my vision blurs with the headache.

"Who's doing this?" I struggle out as we follow Trish. Three large Reapers flash in front of my path, but then vanish the second they spawned. The voice continues: "You'll never find true love… not like Cole… I can give you love… No more loneliness… no more suffering…" I collapse in front of Trish's ambulance, the mental assault on my brain making me fall. I'm woken up to Trish spraying some stuff in my eyes, removing the tar. "That's the only time I'm helping you. Get that on you again, you'll have to wait for it to wear off," she says before heading back to the fountain.

"There's six more water valves that you need to shut off. I'm sending the locations to your GPS," Moya calls. All the valves are in the park, which makes it easier to get to one another. When I arrive at the valve, I turn it off and get squirted again with the black tar.

"I feel your loneliness Laura… You're always alone. You'll never find happiness… no one cares for you… not the girl… not the fat man on the roof… not even your sister…" "Shut… up…" "Only I care for you Laura… I can give you the happiness you desire… Forever and ever…" "For God's sake get out of my head!" The headache ends and I move over to the next valve.

If I turn this valve I'll get another blast of crud to the face. Probably screw me up and send me on another mind trip. Or I could get this guy to do it for me. I think as I glance at the poor man near me. My tar-covered red hair swings left and right as I shake my head. What am I thinking? I'm not a thug. I can't do that. Both tar-covered hands grab the valve wheel and I crank it shut. A third headache assaults my brain as the tar gets splashed into my face.

Son of a… "You won't be able to shut me out forever. Sooner or later, a crack will appear. And it will grow larger, and then the wall comes down…" Then the voice goes away.

"I shut off the last valve Moya," I call the FBI agent after wiping the tar off my hands.

"You and Selvena should check out the New Memorial tunnel. There's been Reaper activity there and it's the only way they could pump their plague into the water. Get going." Silver arrives as soon as I end the call, her hair and face covered in the black stuff. I can tell that she's also gone through the headaches; but I can't help but question if this psychotic lady also spoke with her as well. No words are spoken between the two of us as we step foot inside the tunnel.

"Why do you still want to be with her? She's better than you… but I can make you SO much more…"

Silver is my equal. I mentally send back. "Are you sure? When she has the power over fire and all you can do is hide like a coward?… She hates you… loathes you… I can make you forget about her. Gone, like a whisper." Several more giant Reapers flash in front of us and start shooting. My sister and I shoot back, the Reapers disappearing in red-black smoke. Like illusions.

"You're only holding her back you know… your nothing compared to her… She doesn't love you… In fact, she's just like Trish… They both HATE you… their lives would be better without you…"

Sh… shut up… I send back as my eyes start to water up. It's not true, it's not true, she's lying, lying, lying. "Only I will love you Laura… I will always love you… I'll love you like no other…" Then I come back to earth, tears in my eyes as if I'm about to cry.

"Are you alright Luna?" Silver asks, putting her arm around me. I nod, sniffling a little. "Just got some smoke in my eyes. That's all…" I lie through my teeth. She doesn't look convinced but accepts the answer. Do you really care for me? Or am I really holding you back? As we move around some battered cars both of us spot two Reaper conduits ready for intruders. The twin-white-coats start to pull energy inside them, meaning to attack us. I'm faster though, using my Shadow Dash power to teleport in front of the two conduits. Both my hands smash their faces into each other before they can release their power. Determination is on my face; to prove to Psycho-lady that I am as great as my sister. It's then I realize that we're both standing in front of a giant tanker filled with black tar, the Reaper skull logo spray painted onto the tank. Moya gives us the AOK to destroy it.

"Hey, let's try something new this time," I say with a forced grin upon finding a rocket launcher near a Reaper's body, the rocket still inside. Silver allows me the honors with a single nod, stepping back a few feet for good measure. I crouch down and look through the sights, aiming directly for the Reaper skull on the tank. The RPG flies out of its home and strikes the tanker, blowing the truck to kingdom come with a loud explosion and a burst of flames.

"Let's head home sis. My head is killing me," I sigh, tossing the used RPG to the side. Both of us climb over the destroyed tanker's chassis and exit the tunnel. Along the way I don't say a word, uttering as little as needed when Silver talks to me. After a few blocks she stops me with a hand on the shoulder.

"What's going on?" she asks. "You never act like this. And don't tell me it's nothing, because it's not." I look into her silvery-white eyes, the eyes that are the source of her nickname, and let out a sigh. I sit down on the curb and spill the beans. Everything with what Psycho-Lady told me and how I let her get to me, how she tells me that I'm weaker than my sister. Silver listens to the story, nodding and truly listening to me.

"…I am useless aren't I? I am holding you back, you and Cole." I finish and look up to her. She stays quiet for a second before she shoves me to the ground roughly. I hit the pavement and roll to get up as she slams a fist into where I landed. Her eyes meet mine, and they scare me a little.

"Come on, fists up." she says fiercely. I weakly raise my hands up in the Wolulank Ickyan style. Before I can react, Silver punches me in the stomach, no restraint in the blow. I've never seen her like this. NEVER has she raised a fist at me unless with a friendly spar. Not even when I took the last Klondike bar without telling her. I fall to the ground as the wind gets knocked out of me. Then Silver grabs me by the shoulders and lifts me up.

"Let me tell you… LOOK AT ME!" She shakes me so I'll look into her hardened eyes. "You're NOT worthless. You are NOT a burden and I will NEVER hate you. You're my sister; I'll always love you no matter what." She says the last sentence in a calm voice and her eyes soften again. I give her a hug and thank her for the help. It's a lot like what Morgan Sensei did when we came to her with some emotional trouble; she'd always make us spar with her like she was going to harm us and then speak to us like a mother would. It was odd, but somehow it hammered the talks into our brains more than just the talking. Once up on the roof we both look into the mirror and let out a groan. This is going to be a LONG night.

"Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do." ~ Voltaire

EMPIRE CITY. DAY: 15

"You two look like you didn't get much sleep," Zeke notices as we climb up to the roof. It's true; we spent most of the night removing the tar from our hair. We woke up around 10:00am, but now our hair is back to the bright red so we don't really care. As we do our Kata's we notice a note that Cole wrote: "Moya informed me of the next substation. Wanted to wake you up, but figured you'd need the rest after cleaning your hair. Promise you two will get the next one. ~ Cole." As soon as we're done reading that we notice USTV on Zeke's tube. USTV is the only news station that keeps track on what's going on in Empire City.

"A blackout happened in Empire city yesterday due to what is known in Empire City as 'The Blast'. Government electricians are working around the clock, repairing the damaged substations as soon as they can. Power is expected to be restored to the Neon district within a day or two. You will be safe Empire City. This is Anchor Diane for USTV, with news on Empire City." Zeke, Silver and I look at each other and immediately burst out laughing on the roof.

"To think - *laughs* - that people believe - *laughs* - that the GOVERNMENT is actually doing this stuff…" Tears come out of my eyes in between laughs as I talk. "That's priceless… wonder what people would say if they knew who REALLY fixed those transformers." Suddenly our cells beep, indicating a waiting call. Moya's voice sounds from the receiver along with a GPS location:

"While Cole gets the next transformer up, I have a mission for the both of you. It seems the Reapers have been rounding up people and putting them in trains, to keep the people of the Neon in line," Moya explains while we rush to the GPS location. Both of us end up crouched on a roof next to the above-street train station of Empire City.

"There's a chance that John might also be in there. You'll have to move the train to a safer location before you free the people. Otherwise they'll kill anyone trying to escape."

"And how are we supposed to do that? Push?" I ask with a sarcastic tone in my voice.

"You're living third-rails. Just stay with the lead car and the rest will follow you." Moya then ends the call once we reach the station, perching on a nearby roof like gargoyles. I count two on the loading dock, one in the back, and three up front with a bunch of cars dumped in front of the track. Both of us come up with a plan-outline before we go in.

I use my Shadow-Dash ability to get myself to the rear, swiftly throwing the Reaper a few punches before tossing him to the street below. Silver works on the red-coats up front along with the cars, mixing napalm grenades with electrostatic-shockwaves to ensure they're out of the way. The two on the loading dock are taken out by my bolts with ease, like shooting fish outta water. Then I leap up to the front car, the electricity in my body moving the train forward. I hear a few people scream as the train starts to move.

"Calm down! I'm here to help you!" I yell above the train's screeching wheels. The train manages to get a good distance away from the Reapers before slowing down.

"Ummm… the train's stopped," I inform our FBI client.

"Reapers must've disengaged the low-voltage feeder that runs underneath the tracks. Get down there and recharge it," Moya sighs. A Thunder-Drop carries me to ground level where Reapers start pouring out of alleyways and corners. I send a few shockwaves at the pyro-kamikaze that rush towards me like roaring maniacs. Red-and-silver orbs get thrown at the Reapers from the tracks above, handiwork of my sister. When I spot the feeder box, I send a few bolts of lightning at it so we can get this train moving again. Then I Shadow-Dash back up to the train, where Silver is concentrating on being the conductor.

Wow that was a bad pun. When we come up to an incline in the tracks, I spot a bulky Reaper holding a rectangular rocket launcher with four holes in it. No other weapon can be mistaken for what that Reaper holds in his hands.

"M202!" I shout at the top of my lungs as the first rocket is launched. Silver grabs part of the train and hangs onto the side of it. I drop to the roof of the train, the napalm rocket sailing over my head. Then two more rockets sail even closer to me before it pauses and I climb back up.

Wait! Three rockets, four holes… OH sh- I find the final napalm missile flying straight for me. Time seems to move in slow motion as I leap for the sky, doing a tuck-n-roll to avoid the last shot from that M202 Grim Reaper. When I land on my feet, I send a few lightning bolts at the Reaper, blowing up the Napalm launcher in his grip as well.

I have 99 things I want to do before I die. Getting blown up by a Grim Reaper isn't one of them. I think as the train continues to move onward. We make pretty good progress with virtually no problems aside from the Reapers with M72 LAW rockets. We actually learned that sending a shockwave into the path of a rocket can knock it off course. Things go pretty smoothly until we spot two white flashes zipping in and out of sight.

Two Reaper Conduits suddenly appear up on the train's roof, wearing the white hood-coats that all of their conduits are assigned. Suddenly they zip back and forth along the roof in an effort to confuse us. It works, and we both get very irritated very fast. Eventually they stop the game and begin channeling energy around themselves. Spotting the opening, I send bolt after bolt of electricity at my opponent. The conduit loses focus and all the built up energy backfires on him, sending him down to the street below.

"Your almost there, just a little bit more. I've got a team waiting at the station. Don't let them down!" Moya calls us. When the train rounds the next corner, Silver and I spot Reapers crowded around a bunch of piled up cars. Both of us spot two bulky Reapers with LAW's behind some sand-bags. Immediately the red-hoods open fire at us, determined not to let the train reach the safe-zone. Silver chucks napalm grenades at the demolitionists in return fire. When the grenades explode, the ammunition crates blow and send the Reapers overboard. I work on using several shockwaves to move the cars from the tracks. When the last car is moved aside, the train immediately picks up speed towards the drop off point.

**The crowd was surprised to see the 'terrorists' roll into the station and free their loved ones. Yesterday they wanted our heads on a stick, now they're treating us like we're part of the family. It felt good, to be treated like heroes for once. Lots of people thanked us many times and we also changed their opinion on Cole too. I was hoping to find Morgan-sensei among the prisoners, and at the same time I was glad I didn't see her. Silver scanned the crowds for John when people started to leave the station. He was nowhere to be found…**

"Nice work you two. I've got the next substation on your GPS. You'll meet up with Cole in the sewers," Moya messages us.

Okay I've decided to post this chapter now. Please remember to review.

Disclaimer: I am as close to owning Infamous and Infamous 2 as the congress is close to having their SOPA and PIPA bill be approved immediatly. (LOL we all protested against it. No way I'm going to own Infamous.)