Prologue

[Comic Intro]

After the events along the East-Coast of the U.S., hell broke loose for humanity. An explosion occurred in Empire City back in the year 2005, leading to many deaths, and strange changes to those who survived. The survivors had gained strange power from the explosion, being able to absorb and manipulate certain materials. These individuals were referred to as "conduits", being people that acted as a living culvert to a unique material.

One of these survivors was a man by the name of Cole MacGrath. Before the blast, he was a bike messenger, a person of little to no interest. After the blast, he became a power hungry sociopath, killing anyone who stood in his way. He, and many other conduits, took over the city, combining their power in monstrous ways.

After six years, they fled down to New Marais to escape a new threat, an even more powerful conduit that could make other conduits. Only after weeks of them being in New Marais, another explosion occurred, and more conduits were activated. With more and more rising, and many humans dying, people both had fear, and hatred towards conduits. Lynch mobs formed to "take care of these freaks", leading the East Coast to ruin.

With all the paranoia, the formation of the D.U.P., or Department of Unified Protection came to be. This organization made it so that conduits would find themselves inside concrete cells, rather than being lynched. Curdun Cay was their main prison for what they referred to as bio-terrorists. Conduits had gained this name as Cole MacGrath was considered a terrorist, the terrorist who brought on both a plaque of monsters, and disease. These events had brought in a horrific form of biological warfare, one that could destroy humanity.

Over a course of seven years, problems were appearing throughout America. It was thought that to activate a conduit, one would have to kill people in the process. Believed to have been passed around by the plaque, or the explosions of radiation into the atmosphere, many others would become bio-terrorists. The East-Coast was barely contained and sealed off from the rest of the U.S, but these unique beings only kept spreading, and becoming a nuisance to the government.

This is the world I live in, one filled with chaos that never seems to end. I was told most of this by my father, who I love so much. This is my life, in a world that hates me for my difference from other children. My name is Nicky Francine Fisher, and I am a conduit. I don't stand for what Cole MacGrath did, but I won't stand for people like me being attacked for not being like the rest of the crowd. It would seem that history though, will only continue to repeat itself.

Early years of a child truly mold them into the individual they will become in the future. This time allows for them to understand the world around them. Understand how people interact with one another, or with objects. A world full of hatred can allow a child to become corrupt very easily, and Cole MacGrath's rebuttal against humanity did not help the pandemic of paranoia. I am one of few who has not become agressive over the ignorance around her.

I was always a very bright girl everyone said. Always loved to put puzzles together, and figure out problems. When I watched TV, it was changed to either the news to know what was happening around the world, or documentaries on history or animals. By the time I entered 5th grade, World War II was a subject of great interest to me. Sometimes, I compared World War II to current issues. My intellect lead me to higher education, and a chance to go to most colleges in the country. Sadly, Yale and Harvard University were out of the question.

I was happy with my father Jack Samson Fisher, who was a real estate agent. He cared for me, trying to give me what he never had as a child. He would always try to take me out for a jog, believing that if he didn't, he could end up a lazy slob like his mother. He bought books and toys of all kinds for to use and play with, I used to build all kinds of neat stuff with those. Jack even took me down to the San Diego Zoo that I wanted to see. It sucked there, but I'm just glad I was there with father.

While that man made life all the while, I never enjoyed being around that woman he was going to marry. Elizabeth Homer, a fast food restaurant manager who everyone thought to be a wonderful, hard working woman. I knew better, her smile was always fake, she never tried to do anything at her place of work, and never showed any real kindness to me. She did nothing but complain about how ruff she appearantly had it. She tried to do things to me too, awful things, when my father wasn't around. I don't know why she performed such actions on me, but I wish she just didn't push me too far.


Part 1: Loss of Inoccence

Elizabeth had cornered the child in a room, grabbed onto Nicky's shirt, trying to force her to come close before saying, "Quite struggling. I always get what I want. You gotta understand that."

Nicky kept kicking back at the woman, screaming, "STOP! I DON'T LIKE THIS!"

Nearly ripping Nicky's shirt off, tearing the middle, Elizabeth forced the child up to her and covered her mouth with the other hand. "Understand Nicky, your father loves me, and I love him. I also love children a lot. How small they are, how innocent, so..."

"LET GO OF ME, YOU STUPID MONSTER!"

After screaming those words, she hit Elizabeth in the face. Unfortunately, this only made the disgusting adult angry, and Nicky ended up getting hit across the floor. Young Nicky tried to move away from her, but Elizabeth wasn't done. She grabbed the kid's ankle, dragging her back. In that split second though, Nicky felt a strange feeling around her body. She felt every bone in her body like she was rubbing them with her hands. She also felt the bones in the arm of the woman grabbing her. She felt the very shape of Elizabeth's humerus, radius and ulna, and imagined them being grabbed by two hands, and snapping.

A huge crunch and snapping sound comes from Elizabeth's arm, right before...

"AHHHH...! OH MY GOD! YOU DAMN LITTLE BITCH!", she screamed at Nicky.

Elizabeth tried to grab at Nicky again, to which the child said tearfully, "Stay away from me."

As Elizabeth got close, Nicky felt her bones again, and some how pushed her back. The woman was forced against a dresser, unable to move, due to an unseen force from the child. Little Nicky thought to herself, "I have telekinesis?" , and tried to move other objects.

Sadly though, she did not feel the resistance, or anything remotely the same as with the bones when she tried to knock down objects on top of the dresser. She wanted to make it look like an accident. Then a pair of ideas flashed in her mind. Nicky thought to herself, "There's no way father would forgive me for something like this, not with his views on bio-terrorists. I might just be able to kill Elizabeth right here and now, by crushing that small cranium of hers. The stupid woman most likely had it coming, but then again I don't believe myself to be the killing type. I'd rather knock her out, and just duck out. Either way, I need to get out of here, and fast."

L2 Walk Away

Knock out Elizabeth and leave.

R2 Finish 'er Off

Kill Elizabeth for what she did.


Hey everyone, CAJ here. I hope you all enjoyed the start to my fan fiction, it the first that I've ever posted. For those of you who have played any of the inFamous games, you'll recognize the choice selection at the bottom of the story. Please do the three R's, Rate, Review, and Roll along with (or follow) me to see where this story goes. Please put your suggestion on Nicky's decision in your review, and I will tally the results. See you all around, CAJ out!