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"Niki Sanders, welcome to Limbo!"

Niki's mouth fell agape, and her eyebrows contorted in confusion, giving her an amusingly befuddled expression.

"What?"

"Well you're sorta in between life and death right now." Charlie explained.

Niki slowly clambered to her feet and turned in a full circle, taking in the infinity of the surrounding blinding white with her erratic thoughts about her 'death' pulsing through her mind...and also the fact that people she knew to be dead were currently grinning at her rather creepily. She shuddered.

On the floor, Nathan groaned pathetically.

Immediately, Niki's head jerked towards the politician curled into the foetal position.

"Nathan Petrelli?"

Nathan's eyes snapped open, and he staggered to his feet, brushing off his clothes.

"Niki Sanders? I uhm...there was a perfectly logical explanation for me being huddled on the floor like that."

He paused thoughtfully for a moment, before bursting out laughing.

"Wait, why the Hell am I explaining myself to you? You don't exist! None of this is real! You are all figments of my imagination."

Nathan chuckled at this revelation, and gave Niki a shove to illustrate his point.

Niki's eyes turned cold, and the fear and uncertainty evident on her face earlier evaporated instantly.

Her arm shot out out to grab Nathan's with inhuman speed. She clenched her arm around it with brutal strength, and Nathan winced painfully.

"Niki?" His voice wavered with rare uncertainty.

"Guess again!" She flashed a malicious smile.

No one had noticed Eden taking a couple of subtle steps closer.

"Stop it. Let go. Go back to being Niki." Eden's voice drifted into her ears and filled her mind. Jessica struggled against it, but she couldn't resist the impossible persuasiveness of Eden's voice.

The tips of Eden's mouth turned up into a smile as Nathan was released and Niki returned.



Nathan frowned, mumbling about how he wished he was hallucinating because there was no way he could lose his all his pride, dignity and sanity like this in real life.

Niki rocked unsteadily on the balls of her feet, her eyes swirling in their sockets.

Panic flickered across her now chalky features as she sunk back into reality.

"What happened?" She stammered.

Charlie sprang forwards, eager to fill in the gaps.

"Well you just manifested into an evil alternate personality with super strength. But don't worry about it. Like I said, you're in-between life and death. You aren't dead."

"Yet." Issac muttered.

Someone stifled a giggle.

"Yet? What do you mean, yet?" Niki babbled nervously.

Charlie put a comforting arm around Niki's shoulders.

"Niki, don't worry hun. You really should be fine. I'm pretty sure. Sorta. The thing is, some people are...more popular than others. This makes them more likely to live, especially if hordes of angry fans start gathering in rapid mobs and demand for their favourite character to live."

"Like him." Ted motioned towards Nathan bitterly.

Nathan grinned, smoothing his hair back smugly.

"So I have legions of fans then. Yeah, I always knew it. I mean – who wouldn't love this?"

"Him?" Niki was incredulous.

"He gets to live and be all popular when he was being such a major jerk when running for Congress? And I went into that damn fire, and went into that stupid Company just to try and do what was right?"

"It's not my fault that people love me." He sniffed, sticking his nose into the air.

"Anyway, I redeemed myself by almost sacrificing myself to save all of your ungrateful lives!"

The blank faces of the dead stared back grimly.

"Okay, maybe not your lives per say, but everyone else's! And I was just shot for trying to tell the truth and stop the Company!"

At the sound of those words, Candice pulled a face.

"That guy from the Company with the horn rimmed glasses was here for a while. He took everything so seriously! He got angry when I was just trying to have some fun." She scowled.

"Fun?" Niki asked hesitantly.

Candice turned around with a sinister, ear to ear grin forming on her face.

Instantly, a dark figure began to make its way towards the crowd.

Niki squinted into the distance, and her heart froze in sheer terror.

"Sylar!"

Sylar smiled serenely, patting the shoulder of the boy standing next to him.

"Mom!"

"MICAH!" Niki's broken screech rang out in all directions.

Horrified, she pushed her legs forwards to run ahead with all her might. Nothing. Her heart pounded painfully in erratic convulsions and Niki ached with the strain she was exerting. But she was stuck.

Sylar laughed as Niki attempted to claw her way forwards. Her muscles trembled, and her eyes were now glaring forwards, burning with pure hatred.

"MICAH!"

Sylar lifted a finger, and made a motion across the top of Micah's head.

Niki howled, tears oozing in miserable rivulets down her cheeks.



"That's enough." A familiar deep voice commanded.

The scene vanished and Niki wheeled around in shock.

"DL?"


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