inFAMOUS - Young Ones

Chapters 13-16

13:Jeffrey:True Hero

I opened the door to find several dups at my door, lead by a super pawn without a helmet. He had brown hair, bright green eyes, and a thin face - he almost looked evil. “I’m Alexander Thomson, and we’re here for a report of a bio-terrorist?” He said, his tone making it seem like we should know what we were talking about.
Yet we did. Oh, how badly I wanted to tell him about Zach, but I shut my mouth, and said, “No conduit here,” in a calm voice, and began to shut the door. 

Alexander’s foot stopped the door from closing. “Did you say, ‘Conduit’?”

Fuck.

The D.U.P walked into my house, and my dad now was in the mix. “What are you doing?!” His voice boomed.

As did his scream. A concrete shard was thrown into his leg, blood spilling onto the floor quickly. “Now… Young man,” he said, facing me. “Are you a Bio terrorist.” I clenched my fist. “Piss… off, and leave my parents alone-”

The concrete shards dug into my legs, and I screamed, falling onto my side. I then heard my mother scream, and fall onto her knees, concrete poking out of her shoulders.

“We’re told this hurts,” Alexander said, and I fell unconscious.

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I woke up in a bed that wasn’t mine, hearing beeping all around me. I sat up, and noticed I wasn’t wearing normal clothes, either - I was in a hospital. 

No, I was still in my apartment area. As I walked around, I slowly realised that people had turned my apartment complex into a hospital. There was medical equipment everywhere, and beds with dozens of people I recognize, all with concrete in their bodies. And worst of all, my father, who must be a conduit, because he was gone, nowhere to be seen on any deathbeds. 

My mother was on a bed with our dog, Bailey, who had tiny concrete shards in her legs, as well. Bailey was asleep, as was my mother before I sat on the bedside, rubbing her leg. She explained that it seemed at the time all the cool kids were getting piercings, and I sighed. I wanted to so badly hug my mother, to console her, but she was just too pained for me to do it, and it hurt me to feel this… powerless. I was gonna fix this. 

I needed the level of power Alexander had, and I was gonna get it, no matter what.

I let my mother fall asleep, and I called Melinda, telling her my plan.  I was gonna go into The D.U.P prison in colorado, find Alexander, get his healing power (somehow), and come back home to save some lives. Melinda didn’t approve of it, but didn’t plan on stopping me. 

So I was going, bur first?

I had to tell Zach everything.

14: Zach: Most Wanted

    I was sitting with my katana against the wall besides me whenever Jeff came in, mumbling nonsense. He told me the entire story, his entire complex somehow getting attacked by the DUP, people who were defenceless. I twirled ash around my finger, a glowing red tendril spinning with it. Strange, I never noticed these changes before.

    “So, we need a plan if we’re going to run into that base, and I don’t think we have the numbers to defeat Alexander.” I say to Jeff, he’s been pacing a path into the room that we were in. The lights are still out, the only source being the small patches of light that I created using my new power. I think that I’ll call it video, since it seems to suck the power out of anything video related, phones, computers, televisions. It seems fitting.

    “I know we need people, and a plan.” He said to me, stopping to look at my bloodstained sleeves. I stopped by a community pool earlier to shower, and cut my hair, it’s short cropped now, not a buzz but still pretty short, it’s been reverted from the long puke green to the natural brown.