Title: Despondency
Fan dom: Heroes
Rating: T
Notes and Spoilers: Through Volume 2: Chapter 11: Powerless, Graphic Novel Chapter 64: Elle's First Assignment Part 2, and Graphic Novel: Chapter 65: Normal Lives
Do you think about everything you've been through? You never thought you'd be so depressed.
Are you wondering is it life or death? Do you think that there's no one like you?–Three Days Grace, One X: "One X"
Chapter 5
Peter held onto Nathan tightly and cried.
"I will be lost without you Nathan," he stated. "I don't know what I would have done."
Nathan separated from Peter in order to hold his face in his hands.
"Oh Pete," he said and then he kissed on him on the forehead. "It might happen one day."
Peter flashed Nathan a look. "Don't say that. Nathan you do not understand. The day Simone died. You don't know what I did. There was so much more to it on why I said it was my fault. I got angry."
Nathan gave Peter a reassuring shoulder grab. "Peter of course you were angry."
"Nathan, this was before she was killed. See, I had someone that promised to help me with my powers, and then someone with a gun scared him away. And I took it out on Isaac because was the one that tipped them off. I taunted him. Called him out on his drug addiction. Ridiculed his relationship with Simone. Nathan, I said some very mean things to him. He shot at me. But I was invisible he couldn't see me but then the door opened and turned thinking it was me but it was Simone. If I wasn't so angry, she would still be alive."
Nathan took in what Peter said but flashed Peter a refreshing smile.
"It's okay Pete," he said. "I'm alive."
Peter bit down, so hard that his jaw started to ache. He turned around.
"I know who did this Nathan. I had a vision. I saw who it was."
He clenched his hands tightly.
"Before it happened?"
Peter shook his head. "Do you think I would let you?"
He held on to the nearby counter as if he needed it to stabilize himself.
"Nathan, I wanted to kill him. For what he did to you. For how he tricked me. But all I could do was grieve you. But what would I have done once my tears went away? When I either drowned or became bitter out of my anger for the lost of you? The last time I lost my temper Simone died."
Nathan stood up. A look of panic came upon Peter's face.
"I'm fine Peter. Because of you."
Nathan tried to smile. "The look on my face was probably similar to the one mom gave me when I told her I had to get away."
Nathan wrapped an arm over Peter's shoulder.
"Yeah. I remember the look she had when after I had my own when I showed up after seeing Isaac's paintings and saw your room empty," Nathan added. He gave Peter's arm a gentle squeeze. Do I want to know who killed shot me?" Nathan asked.
Peter closed his eyes, if Nathan only knew. If he could only read his mind, so he did not need to say it.
"Probably not." he whispered.
Nathan lowered his head.
"The man that killed you?" Nathan whispered back.
Peter shook his head. "Not this time."
Claire stared at her grandmother. She still could not believe she took her to Paris and away from Nathan and Peter. She remembered one thing Peter said to her once, and though it was true it make her sick to her stomach with annoyance, and fear.
"If we save ourselves, who will save everyone else?" Claire whispered under breath.
Angela turned away.
"I did my share of saving the world Claire. And though, I was not like Adam who thought the world did not deserve saving, there is a time where one must quit and preserve their own. I tried to warn Nathan. I told him not told him not to pursuit who was trying to kill me and the others. I grabbed his arm and told him. That he would die. And it happened."
Claire looked at Angela.
"You can see the future. You didn't try to stop it. But also you teleported here. You are like Peter. Then again no you are not. You instead of trying to save the world, you tried to destroy it. And for what? So you can use Nathan to rule the world!"
"No. I did it to save the world. It depends on your definition. That company is like a drug. A mindless trip. It controls one's life. One's soul, one's destiny. These powers, I would give up in a moment. But the so-called cure was not a cure at all. It is an elimination. People in the company made up their own morality. Some literally having no need to worry about morality at all."
Claire rolled her eyes.
"And how are you any better?"
"I never claimed to be. But I have experience."
"Has your experience done you any good? It won't for sure if you give up."
Angela smiled, she placed a hand on Claire's shoulder.
"That is true."
Nathan looked at Peter.
"What do you mean this time?"
Peter sighed. "Never mind."
Nathan shook his head.
"No. Tell me."
But Peter decided to be stubborn. "Why think of bad things Nathan?"
"I agree but you are the one that brought it up. Peter, you and I both know how much I tried to ignore these issues and pray for them to go away. But when you died. It changed all that. It forced me to believe in all this nonsense that I refused to believe in. And you know why, because I could not bear losing you. I started to believe all this destiny garbage until Claire told me how stupid that was. The future is not written in stone."
Peter took a deep breath."Yeah..." Peter nodded.
He closed his eyes tightly. It ached to think this but it was true, if he chose who lives and who dies, was he much better than those that were in the company. Perhaps he should have stayed in that prison, but he did, Nathan would have still be in that hospital. But he was alive. Did he fight fate? Did fate punish him? Would fate punish him again?
"Tell me what is bothering you Pete," Nathan said again. He tried his best to be tactful, but in times like these it was not his best trait.
Peter did not answer.
"Ever know something you did not want to know."
Nathan flashed a look at his brother.
Peter laughed.
"I'll take this as a yes. I am just glad you are here with me right now."
Nathan smiled.
"Me too Pete. Me too."
Nathan knew there was more to the story. There always was. Though back at the vault with Peter and Matt he promised them "No more secrets", he knew he had to break that promise. For the world was not ready for such a thing yet. He did not lie. He was not afraid anymore, not of his power anyway. Nor was he afraid of being locked away or studied. But looking at Peter, he knew he was afraid of one thing. Hurting his little brother. He wanted to know. And he would find out.
Peter placed a hand on Nathan's shoulder.
Everyone is entitled to their secrets.
The End
Author Note: Thanks to SylarQuinto for beta-reading and go through my several endings for this chapter. None were my original ending. There is some hints to what this ending was in this chapter but that was not my only plan. More hints to that in other chapters but done too specific. LOL, the muse likes behave more than me at times, and it won. Which perhaps is a good thing! I hope you enjoyed this story. I will be working on others soon including Obsession --Stef