Author's Notes:

Hey guys, I know what you're thinking now, how many stories are you gonna publish, just finish one already!

Before you do, let me explain a few things. First off, I have a lot more written stories on my computer than what I actually publish. I usually write them when I'm out of ideas or when I just had a great idea for a plot and had to write it.

Secondly, I just finished playing InFamous, InFamous 2, and InFamous festival of blood. not to mention seeing Second Son on Youtube, anyway, I had InFamous for a long time in my head and I had to write a story, so there's that.

It's all started in 2009, Empire City. Something happened there. Something big.

An explosion occurred in the historical district, killing thousands of people there. Everyone caught in the explosion died, everyone except for one. But the funny thing was-

He was in the middle of the blast!

His name was Cole MacGrath, the world's first conduit.

Oh, I'm sorry. You probably don't know what conduits are, right? Conduits are a sub-species of humans who possess superhuman abilities afforded them by the 'Conduit gene'. Conduits can be people or animals, and their abilities can range from manipulation of a certain form of energy or matter, to flight, enhanced senses and strength, or other physical or mental enhancements.

But at the cost of thousands human lives.

That's right, to activate the 'Conduit gene' one must activate a machine called a 'Ray sphere', a device capable of absorbing the collective energy of normal humans and transferring it to the conduit. The results; Thousands of lives lost and a massive explosion.

I was there when it happened. I was just at the edge of the blast, and I lived. I saw what happened. I saw the destruction, the death.

The horror.

I ran away, and good thing too, because next thing I knew, the city was under quarantine and a plague started to spread at the same time.

After that traumatic event I changed my way of life. Instead of being just a low paid waiter at a rundown restaurant, I took classes, educated myself, saved money, and applied to collage and took art and music lessons. I always wanted to be an artist and a musician but never had the drive. Well, not until now.

Seven years later and I've made a name for myself. I worked mostly with glass. I did everything. Glass panels, glass sculptures and glass knitting. I was also quite good with the violin. I even worked with a few specialists to make myself a glass electric violin. Yes, it's a real thing…

Anyway, I was visiting a few relatives in Washington D.C when a piece of horror from my past decided to pay a visit.

I was arrested, you see, by the department of unified protection, or the D.U.P for short. The D.U.P is a group funded by the government to track down and imprison bio-terrorists, or as you already know them, conduits. And apparently,

I was a one of them.

They took me away, away from human contact, away from civilization, and away from my family.

They locked me up in a place called Curdun Cay. They did horrible tests on me. They drugged me, poked me, and killed my mind until they unlocked my power.

They did it in a secured location and sacrificed their own dudes only so they could use my power to create 'super soldiers'. But apparently, fate had other plans.

The explosion did more than just collateral damage. It… tore me apart. I could feel it. Atom by atom my body disintegrated into nothing, I could feel myself being pulled across time and space. Don't ask me how I know it, I just… know.

My name is Devon MacGrath, and this is my story…