Disclaimer: I own nothing (unfortunately); all rights to Heroes and its characters are owned by NBC and Tim Kring. However, original characters are owned by me. I'm just a fan that wants to show how he would have continued this epic story!

Note: We are all disheartened to hear that Heroes won't be going on for another season or two cause of NBC not wanting risk losing any more viewers; even though it is still one of the most watched and talked about shows in recent years. However, creator Tim Kring is putting 150% effort to wrap up the storylines in a 4 hour Heroes the Movie or comic book series; but I would have preferred another season, and so here is my version of Volume 6. Long Live Heroes!

Heroes Volume 6: Brave New World

''Where does it come from—this quest, this need to solve life's mysteries when the simplest of questions can never be answered?'' -Mohinder Suresh

'' Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all. Not delving, not yearning. But that's not human nature. Not the human heart.'' -Peter Petrelli

''That is not why we are here. Yet still we struggle to make a difference, to change the world, to dream of hope.'' -Claire Bennet

''Never knowing for certain whom we will meet along the way.'' -Hiro Nakamura

''Who among the world of strangers will hold our hand, touch our hearts, and share the pain of trying.'' -Gabriel Gray

27th July 2010

(Louisiana, America)

They ran. All that went through the two's minds were to get away. Both ran down the alley, hoping the shadows will help cloak them along with their dark trench coats and small figures. Both looked like they were 15 or 16 years old; one was slightly taller and more athletic, and the taller one help the smaller move around the alley and obstacles in the way, obviously these two did Parkour, and they would need it for they're not alone...they were being chased.

Rounding the alley behind them was a man wearing sunglasses and a black jacket, on the arm was the symbol of the Greek Titan Atlas holding the world. He crouched to the floor as another man in the same uniform walked up behind them.

''How far?'' He asks.

The man on the ground concentrates as he listens, and hears everything. Despite being blind, he hears the sounds and can see the objects that are shaped around the sounds. He can see the outline of the alley from the sounds of water dropping. He can see the obstacles from the sounds of rats scurrying around them. And from this he can see the outline of the two running away from them.

''Take a left, then a right and you should catch up''.

''No problem!'' The other man says enthusiastically. And in the blink of an eye he's running after the two, at 200 or 300 miles a minute. The blind man just gets to his feet and calmly walks after him.

The two kept running, and the taller must have realised that someone was catching up with them; cause she grabs the smaller (in doing so their masks fall off a bit) and she hides her behind some bags. The smaller girl protests. But the taller girl, who has a pink streak going through her hair, stops the smaller girl from getting up, looking her dead in the eye.

The smaller girl stopped protesting; she hugged the taller one last time and hid. The taller pulled her mask back up and took a stance. She waited, looking down the alley they had just run down waiting for whoever was behind them. She tensed expecting some kind of attack, but instead just by pure instinct she turned to see a man in shades, a dark jacket with the symbol on the arm...and hovering five foot in the air.

''You've finally surrender!'' He said.

The girl just stares coldly at the flyer, as well as sticking her foot out and tripping up the speedster that had caught up with her. He tumbled and crashed, before finally stopping. He got to his knee, spitting out a bit of blood. She watches the speedster and flyer group together and the blind man walk up behind her.

She stands her ground, and tenses her fists. The three men were taken back a bit when they see that the sweat on her hands was burning, and as it fell to the ground it burnt through. She was an acidic.

The flyer spears into her, he tries to punch but she grabs his fist; knees him in the stomach and punches him in the face. He rolls on the ground screaming in pain, the acid burning his face. WHOOSH! The speedster quickly punches and runs. She shrugs this off, WHOOSH! The speedster hits again and runs.

She stays on her feet, and sees the speedster charging at her again. She holds out her arm and the speedster connects, burning his legs. He trips and crashes, holding his legs. But she doesn't see this, instead she sees the blind man pulling out a gun and about to shot. She lifts her arm, and produces a blast of acid from her palm. BANG! The acid easily moves through the bullet and lands on the blind man's gun and arm.

The flyer crashes into her from behind and charges into a wall, with her in front. But she elbows him in the face and twists around so that he was now in front CRASH! He lands face first into the wall, the both fall and land with a thud. She gets up to see the flyer unconscious, the speedster holding his legs in agony, and the blind man holding his arm for the same reason.

She grabs the flyer's arm and rips the symbol of Atlas off. She looks at it for a moment, something in the back of her mind says she has seen this before, but it doesn't ring any bells.

''Abigail?'' The smaller girl calls out. Abigail quickly turns to see her walk out of her hiding place. She quickly hides the symbol in her pocket ''It's okay Sophie, come on we have to keep moving!''

(Claire Bennet-Washington DC)

Claire's frustration mounted working through these Preparations for Life papers; they seemed to multiple, although she actually knows people in the college that could do that. Papers about employee rules, voting polls, and one paper with the words written on it...

Chapter One: Five Months On

Ever since she outed people with abilities five months ago, it's been nothing but hassle and reporters. Politics and Governments all over the world lit up with debates about what to do.

It was believed the best way to deal with this situation was too keep specials and normals separate, but that hasn't stopped the wars or deaths over fear of each other. Normals believed specials were too dangerous to be in control, where as specials believed normals weren't powerful enough to remain in control. Some have lived in peace, and gotten use to each other, but of course there are the odd places that can't escape the discrimination. Including Stankunz University, Claire's new college.

Young specials were placed in their own colleges and schools, separate from normals; and Claire was no exception. It was basically the same as normal school, except for phasing through walls so not to be late for class, mind reading the smartest kid in the class, typical power stuff. Other students were still closed in on their powers though; scared in case they get attacked by the people that live near or pass-by. Claire was enrolled her by grandmother, Angela about three months ago, she thought this would be the best and most secure place for Claire; she knew Claire wasn't popular with either groups.

Some people haven't forgive Claire for her jump off the Ferris wheel. They believed they were doing just fine in the world hiding under the radar. While others, respected Claire for her decision; saying they wish they could have done the same, one of those was Misty Wilson...Claire's roommate, who has just walked in right now. She was about Claire's age and height, all of her hair dyed blue. She always had a cheerful and bubbly personality but not in an annoying way, believing anybody can make it through anything, and that everyone has a purpose in the world.

''Hey, what you up too?'' Misty asked. Claire just shrugged her shoulders; half cause she was asleep, and half cause she didn't want Misty to see.

Misty places her bag on her bed; their room was more like Misty's room then both. It was mostly filled with Misty's stuff and designs, the blue wall paper, the blue lit lamp (Bet you can guess her favourite colour), posters of different movies, Greek mythology and Percy Jackson books everywhere. Claire never once wanted to take anything down or put any of her stuff up, despite Misty feeling it was unfair on her. All Claire had was her necklace that Nathan gave her, the one and only present her dad ever gave her.

Misty stared outside the window; the blinding sunlight forcing her to look back.

''You know, it's a really nice day. The birds are singing, the wind is breezing and the sun is set to extra crispy. Come outside for a bit!''

Claire sighed, but not out of annoyance. She turned to Misty ''No, I'm fine. You can go if you want, I need to finish this paper''.

''Well...come out now, and later we'll work on Unit 23 together''.

''I'm...not on Unit 23 yet''.

Misty's expression quickly changed from excitement to worry ''You mean you're still on Unit 8?''

Claire shook her heard.

''Unit 2?''

''What was the one before that?''

''Unit 1! Claire...you should have finished that at least two months ago?''

''I know, I know...but I've just been...I...'' Claire stuttered trying to think of an excuse, but can't; so she turns back to her work and tries to finish it. Misty now sighs; worried about Claire, she's been falling behind in all of her classes. She gets to her feet and places her hands of Claire's shoulders.

''Like I said, come out now, and later we'll work on Unit 1 together''.

''No, no Misty you need to do yours...''

''No, I need to help you do yours; but I don't work for people unless they've had their breath of fresh air. Come on!'' Misty drags Claire out of her seat; Claire playfully protests, but she knows she can never win against Misty. It was almost a sort of curse for Claire to have persistent friends that never leave her: Zach, West, Gretchen...Gretchen...

SMASH! The two girls jumped and turned to their now smashed window. They both moaned, they knew what caused that; kids that don't go to this college. Misty stomps over to the window, and opens it to see the protestors outside the college. The security held them off, but they couldn't stop the objects being thrown over the college gates and at the buildings. This was pretty normal though; this would happen about four times a week. However, this was Tuesday...and this was the sixth attack.

''We don't want your kind here!''...''Leave this place now!''...''Filthy scum!'' Were just some of the words being hurled at the students. Misty sticks her head back inside and closes the window.

''They should be gone soon...'' Misty said in a sort of desperate tone, but as she turned back to Claire her expression changed into cheerful again ''Come on then!''

''Misty, aren't you forgetting something?''

''What?''

Claire nods her head towards the broken window.

''Oh, right'' Misty focuses on the window, and with a wave of her hand, the glass repairs itself. Misty is what is known as a Hyalokinetic; if Claire went to powers class she would know that the name meant glass controller. Misty could control any type of glass; fix it, break it, use it as weapons. Although she has used it to threaten people a couple of times; she's never used her powers in a fight before. Misty never did tell Claire who she threatened her powers with, Claire thought best not to go that deep into Misty's personal life.

Claire and Misty walked around the college passing all the class, with Misty talking about her favourite comics and superhero movies. Claire always found it funny that Misty was a big comic-book nerd and film geek about superheroes, yet she was one herself. She knew Misty loved her powers, and being in a college full of people with powers. Claire on the other hand, didn't share the enthusiasm.

The place was like a prison; because of the threats outside, students weren't allowed to leave unless under supervision and even with that it was still too dangerous. Everyone in this place felt trapped, and Claire didn't like the feeling of her or anyone else feeling trapped. The students always kept their distance from Claire; whether they like her or not, they know she's the one who started all of this.

Claire watched as dozens of eyes briefly glanced at her ''They all think I wanted this to happen''.

''They're just scared. And remember, if anyone gives you any trouble...''

''I think I can handle myself. I'm heading over to the library, see ya around''.

''Sure!'' The girls went off in their different directions. Claire headed inside the library, although the place was big, it was quiet and not very many came in. Claire looked around at the books without really caring what the book actually was. Her mind was on so many things at the same time; from what Misty said about her behind schedule projects, Claire realised she doesn't have long to go until she's out there in the world. No more school, no more studying, she was no longer a teenager she was growing up.

It would have been something her (adoptive) dad, Noah would have wanted to see, his little Claire bear growing up. But due to safety issues, Noah wasn't allowed in the college and Claire wasn't allowed out. And even if they were; Claire remembers it was his (almost) dying wish to keep hiding, and Claire broke his heart...does he hate her for what she did?

''I don't think you'll find a good book here'' A voice snapped Claire out of her thoughts. Standing next to her was a boy, mixed race, with short fuzzy black hair, a red jacket over a white shirt and jeans.

''Sorry, I was thinking'' Claire said still dazed.

''Well no wonder, you're in the politics section. You want a good book, here is a good book'' And the boy hands Claire a Percy Jackson book, Claire just laughs at the irony and hands it back to him.

''I think my roommate has made me read that book enough times''.

''Good! It's a good book. How about its cousin? Have you ever read 'Kane Chronicles'? Another good one, and my homeland''

The boy hands Claire the Kane Chronicles book; on the front was the picture of a boy sword fighting a dog headed man. And from the pictures Claire got the idea of his homeland.

''You're from Egypt?'' Claire said slightly impressed.

''Well...parents are from Egypt, they moved to Texas and I was born there. Name's Carlos!'' Carlos holds out his hand, and Claire shakes with hers.

''Claire Bennet''.

''Wait, you need an introduction here?'' Carlos asked sarcastically.

''Yeah, why?''

''No, it's just you're the most searched person on Google''.

''Yeah, someone once told me Google was my enemy'' Claire laughs.

''Google is every celebrities enemy. So you going to ask?''

Claire stares a bit, kinda confused and curious ''Ask...what?''

Carlos shrugged his shoulders ''Can I fly? Can I shoot fire? Can I grow two heads?''

''Oh...'' Claire blushed faintly, and blushing was something she rarely does ''Okay...can you grow two heads?''

Carlos playfully thought about it, and for a second Claire actually thought that might be his power.

''No...I what is known as an Ossiokinetic!''

Claire stared at Carlos dumbfounded again, and Carlos got the message.

''You don't know what that is?'' He asked. Claire shook her head in a 'no clue whatsoever kind of way'.

''Someone who can manipulate and control bones''.

''Cool''.

The two just stared at the books, silent except for the brief giggle of when they catch the other looking at them.

''Anyway...I've got a lesson to get to, so...see ya round?'' Carlos said as he walked backwards out of the library.

Claire nodded ''Yeah sure...'' She noticed Carlos's book was still next to her. She was about to call out to him...

''Give it a read, then you can give it back!'' Carlos shouted across the library, causing a few eyes to stare at him as he left. And causing a smile to emerge on Claire's face. Carlos is the first person to come up to her and start a conversation with her, Misty doesn't really count because she's her roommate. Claire opens the book to look at the first chapter, and instead sees a rose inside. Claire lets out another chuckle; she takes the rose and places it in her pocket. She closes the book and heads back to her room.

(Peter Petrelli-New York)

The ambulance doors burst open; immediately the paramedics jumped out, on the stretcher a man having just been caught in the middle of a street war, a bullet wound on his left hip. And a hand was on the wound applying pressure to it that hand belonged to the loyal paramedic known as Peter Petrelli.

The stretcher is pushed through door after door, the paramedics doing their best to keep the man conscious.

''Hey, what's your name?'' Peter asked the man, trying to keep calm. The voice was extremely faint; Peter had to lean in close to hear it.

Peter just managed to hear it ''Phil? Phil, okay...Phil I need you to just keep talking, come on let's hear about your family''.

Phil wasn't responding, and his eyes were slowly closing as the paramedics picked up speed. Peter didn't give up.

''Are you married? You have kids? I don't, just me and my mum...'' But Peter was better off talking to a brick wall, Phil wasn't responding at all and now his eyes were fully closed. Soon the doctors come through the last door just in front of them, and taking the patient off of their hands. As Phil disappears through the double doors and the doctors begin their operation, only two paramedics stand behind the doors. A very frustrated Peter and his partner Hesam.

''He's going to be fine Peter, we got here pretty fast''.

''Not fast enough'' Peter chocked; he saw how bad the wounds were.

''Hey, come on don't do this to yourself again. We did our job, we brought him here as fast as we could and now the doctors will fix him up. It's out of our hands now''.

Peter turned to Hesam ''You know I can save him'' When Claire revealed Specials to the world; Peter reluctantly showed his powers to the world as well. Everybody knew about him, and some respected and liked him feeling he was too good of a person to do anything bad. But others didn't approve of him because he was a paramedic with powers, yet he didn't save more lives than normal people do.

''Save him with what? That laser eye thing whatever you've got?'' A few days ago, Peter and Hesam came across a lunatic thug that could fire kinetic laser out of his eyes, and Peter took his powers to stop him. Although the power was good for taking down criminals, it was no good in Peter's job, and just made more people fear him. And since Hesam found out about him, Peter could tell he was scared of him as well.

Peter shook his head in frustration, and looked down the hall to see Emma with paper work at the desk; and Peter felt a bit easier seeing Emma. Peter reached into his pocket and brought out a document he needed to write.

''I'm just finishing this'' He told Hesam, who had a big grin on his face.

''Funny, you didn't want to do that document this morning''.

''Just want to do it now'' Peter grinned; he walked over to the desk and took a deep breath. These last few weeks he's been getting more and more nervous when Emma was around. And he was getting this growing urge to be with Emma more. He walked up to the desk; Emma didn't notice him as she was busy with her paper work on the desk. Peter was about to cough but realised that trick doesn't go with Emma. So his just places his document on the desk; and Emma finally looks up and a smile appears on her face.

''Peter, hi!'' She said excitedly with her lisp. They hug gently, and Peter's head was starting to buzz, that was happening alot lately as well.

''Hey...so what's up'' Peter asked.

''Paper work...'' She stuttered trying to sound out the words ''More and more paperwork''.

''Yeah, hey is this right?'' Peter asked. Emma looked up amused as Peter tried to talk to her using sign language. Peter thought he was saying 'Hi, Emma. How are you? Hope you're having a nice day!' But to Emma it said ''Emma...you...having...right...hay?'' Emma laughed, and Peter look confused.

''Did I get it right?'' He asked.

Emma gave him a thumbs up ''Why are you taking sign language?'' She asked.

Peter's voice cracked a bit ''You know I just thought...I should learn something new''.

Emma smiled at him and then continued with her paper work. Peter's neck felt warm. He took another deep breath; he now knew why he was doing all this, coming to see her, chocking up when he does see her, taking course to know her better...he wanted to be with her.

''Emma...'' He cleared his throat, and avoided eye contact with her ''I was wondering...if nothing...I mean if you're doing nothing this Friday we could go out a bit and just...hang out'' At first there was no answer, and Peter looked at Emma...she was still filling in her paperwork, she didn't hear him. Peter sighed and started making his way out. Emma looked up at him.

''Peter is something wrong?'' She asked. Peter considered asking her again, but now that she was listening, he choked up again.

He shook his head ''It can wait until another time''.

Emma nodded her head slowly, she knew Peter was hiding something; he's acted strange around her the past few days. Peter rounded the corner and as soon as he was out of Emma's sight, he banged his head hard against the wall.

''What is wrong with me?'' He whispered to himself.

(The New Company-Location: Unknown)

In a small room; two parents sat with their son, sitting in front of a desk. A man in horn rimmed glasses sat on the other side looking at some paper work; he finished reading and looked at the parents.

''Well, Mr and Mrs Jacobs; I think that Almach's Academy will be perfect for young Jimmy here. Location will be safe for his health, plenty and sunlight and wide spaces were the children play freely without trouble and you'll be close by in case of any problems''.

''Thank you so much Mr. Bennet!'' Mrs Jacobs extended her hand and Noah shook. Jimmy gave him a wave as he and his parents left the office. The New Company was part of an organisation that now ran co-operatively with other 'Specials handling groups'. They were charged with were to place young students, help re-locate homes and organised therapy sessions for specials. Noah was one of the founders and main care-takers.

KNOCK! KNOCK! ''Come in'' Noah called as he looked over some old papers, not taking notice of the person that has taking a seat.

''Enjoying the battlefield solider'' The person said. Noah stopped what he was doing; he hasn't heard that voice in months.

''Lauren!''

''Noah!'' She sarcastically responded.

''Well other than the lunch provided actually tasting nice, this is the biggest surprised I've had all day''.

''Why the job getting repetitive?''

''No, because the food here normally tastes really bad'' Noah said quite seriously, but Lauren couldn't help but smirk.

''So what can I do you for?'' Noah asked. And that's when Lauren's expression turned serious.

''Angela wants to speak with you!''

Noah was taken back a bit, him and Angela haven't spoken much since the Claire incident; something big was up if she wanted to talk with him.

''What about?'' He asked.

''I don't know, she didn't tell me!'' This is when Noah knew this was really, really big.

The two were in the elevator in a flash; Lauren pushed the button to take them to the top floor. They stood tense and quiet; Noah thought it was best to try and break this uncomfortable silence.

''This must be serious if she didn't tell you what was going on''.

''Not really, you always were the company boy. The first to know everything''.

''Not everything'' Noah said. Lauren looked at him, and Noah tried to remember a time when someone told him something he didn't already know.

''Okay...everything when we were partners'' Noah said.

''Seems like another life time ago when we were at our old times bagging and tagging''.

''Because in a way, it was a life time ago. This is a new life, in a new world''.

''But which one handled better?''

The two were silent at the question; shifting uncomfortably again.

''You still haven't talked to Claire yet have you?'' Lauren asked.

Noah didn't answer at first, but eventually ''You know I can't see her if I wanted to''.

''So you're saying you don't want to?''

''I'm saying I can't!'' Noah said strongly, but Lauren didn't flinch.

''You're saying you can't sneak in and out of a college?''

Noah didn't continue the conversation; he was still hurting after what Claire done. He's told her every reason there is why specials should remain hidden. But she still defied him, why? Does she thing every special is like her? Was she right to do what she did? What he just being over protective?

The elevator doors opened, and Noah was quickly the first one out. It was a huge room, with large windows looking out over what looked like London; yet there was only one table and three chairs around it...Angela was sat on one of them.

''Lauren do you mind leaving Noah and I alone for a minute?'' Angela asked like Lauren didn't have a choice. Lauren just nodded and left the room. Noah took a seat.

Angela dreamily looked out the windows, watching the cars and people in the streets move about.

''There's something you want to tell me?'' Noah asked.

Angela was still looking out of the window as she spoke ''It's called a brave new world; but there's nothing brave about this world. People fear one another, killing eachother thinking that one less of the other kind will make the difference. And this world is no newer than our old lives Noah, hunting eachother never finding a way resolve issues through peace and diplomacy, but through gun fire and spilt blood. No this world is no different; nothing's changed''.

''You've called me up here to give me a lecture of what Claire's done?''

Angela's eyes darted towards Noah ''I never mentioned Claire''.

''You were implying her''.

''I'm not accusing her like you are; she and I are so much alike. We wanted nothing more than to bring people together and help make the world a better place. Both of us faced many foes and yet we succeeded. We formed the company; she created all of this. But with Claire, something from my past has always been the cause of a new danger...and it has so again'' Angela actually shivered when she said that. And Noah could see the fear across her face; her eyes were blood shot with black rings around.

''What's going on?'' Noah asked again, now worried.

Angela slowly turns and faces him. Her lips were quivering and her hands on the table were starting to shake.

''It's Legion...he's escaped''.

All the fear that Angela fears, now Noah felt it too. The mere mention of the name sent a chill through the room; a strong wind hit against the window and the setting sun didn't make the usual beautiful multi-coloured scene it normally does.

''That's not possible. He's in Germany; the prison is in perfect condition, it was built specifically for him''.

''He could have escaped any time he wanted, you and I know that'' Angela said strongly.

''Then why now?''

''Because of Claire's change in the world''.

Noah was now starting to panic ''You mean he's going after Claire?''

''No...He's going after everyone!''

(Hiro Nakamura & Ando Masahashi -Tokyo, Japan)

It was all over the news in Japan; the marriage between Ando Masahashi and Kimiko Nakamura…a special and a human, and not very many were pleased about it. Outside of Yamagato Industries, there were protests going on, shaming the marriage between these two. These were troubling times for the business; once the news got out that the bosses were specials, many employees resigned. Profits were at a new low, and marketing was poor due to no company wanting a share with them.

Hiro stood in his office looking outside the window watching the protests; he didn't want to take notice of them. He looked at his clock on his desk; but didn't do anything; lately he's lost the will to use his powers. All quests were complete, he was retired. And although there was a large part of him that wanted to carry on, he remembered Charlie, his true love. Time travel just breaks his heart than fills it.

Ando walked in through the door. He stood beside his friend.

''You okay?'' (Italics for when they speak Japanese)

Hiro just groaned and shrugged his shoulders, still staring at the protests outside.

''Why can't you change all this?''Ando asked.

Hiro didn't respond the first few seconds ''I cannot. As much as I want to''.

Ando now stared out the window''How are me and Kimiko suppose to raise a family like this? How are we supposed to survive in this world if don't...''

''We can't change this Ando; it's too big...even for us'' Hiro said aggravated. He walked back to his desk and slumped in his seat.

''I'm sorry my friend''He whispered to Ando.

''Hiro, are you okay?''Ando asked as he walked and stood next to Hiro's desk. Hiro stared at his clock, playing with the hands with his fingers.

''Remember when I first discovered my power''Hiro whispered.

Ando nodded and smiled ''Yeah, I thought you were a crazy nut-case''.

Hiro's expression didn't change ''It was my dream to find a way out of that cubicle; and that's when destiny called, giving me an ability and telling me to save the world. It was incredible; the fun of having this power, but now, the fun just doesn't seem there anymore. I'm out dated''.

''You're a time-traveler, you can never be out-dated''.

Hiro wasn't sure whether Ando was being sarcastic or not, but he felt light headed. Ando knew the real reason why Hiro was like this. Hiro never got bored of his power, even when they've tried to retire before; it was because of Charlie he was like this. Hiro was convinced he will never find anyone like her again. Ando didn't want to get into a conversation about Charlie; he knew that would upset Hiro.

A message then popped up on Hiro's computer screen; Hiro's head picked up a bit, but he didn't read it, instead he just closed it. He looked up at Ando his smile returning.

''Come on my friend, we have a wedding to plan!''He said in his heroic way, as he walked past Ando towards the door. Ando was about to leave with him, until he heard another message pop up on Hiro's computer. He quickly reads the message on the screen, his face becoming more puzzled as he reads it.

''Hiro, I think you need to see this!'' He calls.

''No time; we must find you a suit, I'll read my message letter''.

''It's not your message...it's mine''.

Hiro was now wearing his puzzled look, why would someone send a message to Ando through Hiro's computer? Unless the person somehow knew Ando would be here; Hiro quickly walks back over to his screen, and he sees the beginning of the message...

'Ando, you must read this message, the fate of the world is...' And that's where it cuts off.

''Destiny calls again''Hiro whispers, the joy and power returning to him in an instant; Ando however, doesn't look as convinced.

''What if it's a prank?''

''This is no prank my friend''.

''How can you tell?''

''Because my spider sense is tingling!''

In a flash, Hiro clicks on the message and waits for it to pop up. But nothing comes up; Hiro clicks on it again, and still it doesn't come up. Hiro desperately tries to open the message but nothing. He frantically looks around the computer, checking all the wires and plugs are in; tripping over the wires, getting tangled up in them, he finds that all the wires are in. He keeps clicking but nothing.

Ando walks toward the door ''Told you it's a prank''.

''No, no...Spider sense is never wrong my friend!''.

''Hiro, it's just a dud...I think I do need a new suit''Ando says as he looks at himself.

''Huh...oh yeah, suit''Hiro gets out of his chair, and Ando thinks that maybe Hiro will leave the message. But instead, Hiro reaches into one of his drawers and brings out a pen and paper. He writes something down and then hands it to Ando.

''Here, this place sells the best suits''Hiro says in one breath and dashes back to his computer.

''Hiro...''But it was no good; Hiro was already wrapped into trying to get the message up. Ando just huffs as he leaves the office. Hiro sat on his desk, trying again and again to open the message. He had finally got his confidence back, destiny was knocking at his door for a sixth time, and something told him this one would be just as big and dangerous as the others.

(Arlington University, Virginia)

The university was now famous, after Claire's jumps the press were all over the place. Wanting to know everything about her while she was here. Who was she involved with? Did others with powers go here? (Some did, one of which was Emma Coolidge). One student that got plenty of hassle from press and other students was Gretchen Berg, Claire's ex-roommate.

She was always questioned; whether it was did you know she had a power? Why didn't you tell anyone? Do you have a power? But time and time again, she stayed strong and kept quiet. It was Claire's life; she shouldn't go around talking to everyone about it. Claire told Gretchen many things about her life, and she knew that Claire wouldn't want anyone else to know about them without her permission.

The talks the two shared were one of the main things Gretchen missed about Claire; they kept nothing secret from eachother, except the most important thing...how they really felt about eachother. Just as it started to look like they were going to start something; it ends with a crash, bang and wallop. Because of the jump, Claire was forced away to another college and Gretchen was left with a new roommate that smelt like fried eggs.

Gretchen made her ways through the corridors carrying her bags, she shuffled them around a bit; trying to find the one with her next class. A student, Dominic; around 19, black with short fuzzy black hair and quite a muscular build for someone his age, walks by and deliberately barges into her, causing her to drop all of her books.

''What the hell's wrong with you?'' Dominic shouts.

''Nothing, you barged into me'' Gretchen tries to keep her voice down; behind Dominic were his two lackeys, their fists ready.

''You think just cause you know a special makes you better than everyone'' Dominic taunts.

''When did I ever say I was better than anyone?''

''When you started hanging around with their kind''.

''Their kind? They're people just like you and me''.

Dominic and his posse started laughing and he started edging towards Gretchen closer, he was growing more serious as he laughed ''There is a huge difference between us and them; they are freaks of nature, they are taking over our society. Taking over our resources, and it started with your bitch of a roommate''.

Gretchen scrunched her face up, and stood up straight, forcing Dominic back a bit ''Don't ever talk about Claire like that, she's twice the human you could ever be!''

Gretchen made her way around Dominic, and with her back turned he was about to slap her across the face. That is until another hand grabs his; Gretchen turns back to see Dominic struggling to get his arm out of another boy's grip. The boy looked only about 16; and he appeared to be holding strong despite holding on with one hand, the other holding an apple he was eating.

''Wow, hitting a girl when she's has her back turned. You're a real Sylvester Stallone aren't you!'' The boy teased as he let go, and Dominic almost fell back. He regain his composure, took one last look at Gretchen and the boy before leaving.

''Uh...thanks for the help'' Gretchen said.

''Yeah, you needed it'' The boy takes another bite out of his apple and walks away. Not the answer Gretchen was expecting, but she had to thank the boy for helping her. She walks up to the boy, who was still eating his apple. He didn't seem to mind Gretchen walking with him.

''The name's Michael'' The boys says instantly.

''What?''

''That's what you're following me for isn't it? My name's this, your name's that, thank you very much, no problem, we should hang out some time, yeah sure why not?''

Gretchen just stared at Michael, he was really fork tongued; but the way he said it was in a polite way so not to offend ''Um...no, I'm not following you cause of that''.

''So you don't want to tell me your name?'' He asked.

''No, I mean yes, I mean...''

''You don't want to thank me?''

''I do but...''

''You don't want to hang out?''

''Do you always talk to people like this?'' Gretchen asked nicely.

''Only to people I don't hate!'' Michael took another bit of his apple. Gretchen found it really hard to read this person; he was so quick witted, yet sweet like a little kid. And normally she can read people better than most people, at least she could tell she wasn't on Michael's bad side; and from the way he handled Dominic, you shouldn't get on his bad side.

''I'm Gretchen'' She finally says and extends her arm. Michael swaps the apple to his other hand and shakes.

''So Gretchen tell me, what was the fuss about over there with fuzzy head there?'' The two walked down the path.

Gretchen was cautious about what to say next ''You don't know?''

Michael was in deep thought ''Are you his ex?''

Gretchen chuckles a bit and shakes her head. If Michael doesn't know about her relationship with Claire, it was probably best to not say anything yet.

''He doesn't approve of a friend had I had''.

''And do you care he doesn't approve?''

''Of course not''.

''Good, anyway I've got another class to get to''.

Gretchen nods ''Okay then, see ya later?''

''Oh, so you do want to hang out?''

''Doesn't bother me'' Gretchen replies, and she and Michael head off to their different classes. Gretchen can't help but smile, her first friend since Claire was a real smart ass; a sweet and polite smart ass. Michael looks back to see Gretchen walking away, he can tell already from the way Gretchen talked about the person Dominic doesn't approve, she's already taken or kinda taken.

He also passes a glance at Dominic and one of his friends that was with him, Ben; they were both staring at Gretchen. But not in a perverted way, like they wanted to hurt her or even kill her. Michael kept his eyes on them for a moment; they were talking to themselves about something and then walked away. Just before they were out of sight; Michael saw a tattoo on their arms...the Greek Titan Atlas.

Peter enters the doors of Gray & Sons; the watch shop. Inside, the sounds of clocks ticking all around, not to loud, yet not to quiet. At the main desk, wearing multilens glasses to work on timepieces was Gabriel Gray.

(Peter Petrelli & Gabriel Gray- Brooklyn)

Gabriel looks up and sees Peter ''You're off early, unlike you?''

''Yeah, just needed to get some fresh air. Needed to get out of that place for a bit''.

Gabriel finishes fixing the watch in his hand, and takes off his multilens glasses ''Can I get you something, glass of water or a coffee or...''

''Water will do''.

Gabriel brings Peter a glass of water, and they sit on the chairs. Outside of the store there was some argument going on between a husband and wife. From the sounds of it, the wife has just found out that her husband is a special. The argument starts heating up, and just as Peter was about to go out and stop it; the wife takes off her ring and hands it to the man, leaving him to just stand still as a rock as the woman leaves. Peter sits back down in his seat.

''I don't get you'' Peter says, still looking out the window.

''About why I prefer this world to our old one?'' Gabriel replies, and Peter nods.

''You can't say the world is a bad place now Pete, was our old one any better?''

''Of course not, but this just shows the bad in people everywhere''.

''What about me?'' Gabriel says and Peter turns to him ''You know despite what is going on around us; even though we're hated and I have to hide away...I prefer this life to the one I had''.

Peter gives Gabriel a small smile ''I'm glad''.

Gabriel smiles as well, takes a sip out of his glass ''How's Emma?''

''She great…doing really well'' Peter answers, and the words seemed to stutter out. Peter turns to Gabriel who has a grin on his face.

''Don't you start as well'' Peter chuckled.

''Well, well Pete I never would have expected you to get shy around the ladies''.

''I get enough of that from the guys at work. It's not like that''.

''Peter, you know I'm a lie detector''.

''Just forget I said anything'' Peter stares into his glass cup, the water swaying around the inside. Peter remembers his dreams, the dreams of him flying over the city and across the ocean; those were the dreams that started everything. How he wishes to have the ability to fly again, just to feel free and alive again.

''No…'' Gabriel coldly states to Peter.

Confused at first, but then Peter realizes…''You were reading my mind weren't you?''

''You know you can't have my power''.

''I wasn't going to, I was just…''

''Dreaming…'' Gabriel cut in ''If I remember correctly, dreaming in the Petrelli family is dangerous and usually life threatening. Do you remember the last time you had my powers?''

Peter remembers well, the hunger that caused Gabriel to kill as Sylar for years. Peter once had that power, and with it nearly killed his own mother. Gabriel wasn't so lucky, his adoptive mother dying right in front of him. That's why Gabriel has forbid Peter from ever taking his powers, no matter what.

Peter was about to protest his innocence, but he then thought of the advantage of having Gabriel's powers. It was risky yes, but he could easily save more lives than he does now.

Gabriel continued ''Even if you can save more live, you'll endanger more…''

''Stop reading my thoughts. You think it's easy only saving a handful of people, when I can easily save more?''

''You do a lot better than others…''

''But not better than the old me. If I had more powers I could be better!'' Peter turns and opens the door to leave.

''You know I once thought having more powers would make me better…but the truth is they are what nearly killed me'' Gabriel tells him, Peter considers this for a moment, but he just shrugs it off and leaves.

Gabriel walked back to his desk, taking another sip of water before putting his multilens back on and observing another broken watch. He understood why Peter wanted more powers, he felt weak without them…Gabriel could relate to that. But he couldn't risk someone else getting the hunger; he had only just managed to subdue it. In fact Gabriel hasn't used any powers since Claire's jump. But he did reveal himself as a special, which is why business was somewhat slow. But he didn't mind, for the first time in years, he didn't feel…isolated.

(Matt Parkman- Pennsylvania)

''Travelling hundreds of miles, missing the chance to spend some time with my wife and son. And probably not being able to see them for at least two day''.

''Yeah, but is it really worth giving up your S.W.A.T leader badge?'' Darren Matthews said to his partner Matt Parkman. Matt and his team were in an S.W.A.T truck, heading to a house where they were told a special went on a killing spree killing the family inside. Darren was driving, and this gave Matt a good chance to listen in, if there were any ambushes.

Five months ago, Matt would never have seen himself in this position. He was still having trouble dealing with letting Sylar go when he could have kept him under his control; and when he heard the news about Claire exposing specials to the world Matt feared the worst. But at the same time was relieved; Sylar was actually a hero like he said he was, if he didn't help, special would have been revealed anyway, but in a more destructive way.

For the first time, Matt realised that his powers could be beneficial for others. With specials outed, he could now use it to help people. But the racism throughout the world has forced him to re-consider telling people about himself, thinking about his wife Janice and son Matty. But he still secretly used his powers to help, guess Sylar was right that a power like Matt's would be a great help for an officer. And so, Matt excelled so much, he finally reached his aim in life to become a respectable police officer, but now he was S.W.A.T leader. Not bad.

His partner Darren joined the force four months; he was really young for some one of his ranking, and he also looked young, not a quality a S.W.A.T officer should have. But he was also quite strong, loyal and was much like Matt when he was starting as a cop...Only Darren's done better. Another thing that Darren has that no other officer in the force has...knowledge of Matt's power.

The team pulled up outside the house, it looked in perfect shape but Matt couldn't take any chances. He listened in with his thoughts...nothing.

''We clear?'' Darren asked.

Matt places his gun in the hostel on his uniform ''Guess so''.

''You guess so?''

''It's blank, I can't hear anything. Okay, let's move in'' Matt exited the truck as did all the other officers. They all took their positions around the house, they tried to peek through the windows but it was nothing but darkness inside. Matt and Darren stood on both sides of the front door, and Matt listened in again, still nothing.

Matt gives the nod to Darren and he kicks the door down. The team swarm the house in seconds checking every room, every passage, every door; Matt already knew there was no one in here, but the sight of the house surprised him. Outside, it looked in perfect condition; but inside the furniture was ripped to pieces, the chairs were smashed against the ceiling. The top half of the stairs had collapsed and was blocking a hallway. Everything the team expected to find, except for the bodies.

''Matt! Over here!'' Darren called. Matt and a few other members of the team raced through the kitchen door (or what was left of it); and Darren was standing there, in the middle of the floor was a corpse...which had been burnt to a crisp. Some of the team vomited looking at the sight of this.

''Okay fellows, enough of watching the barbeque out of the room'' Darren ordered the team outside to patrol the perimeter, as him and Matt studied the body. Matt gently touches the burnt skin, yet it felt ice cold.

''Can you...you know, read his mind?'' Darren asked.

''No, he's dead. He's got nothing for me to find''.

''Shame, it would make our jobs a hell of alot easier''.

Matt inspects the body more, trying to find anything else that was out of place. Darren kneeled behind him...

''Matt there's something you should know...''

''Hang on, what's this?'' Matt moved the sleeve on the corpses' shirt up, and there was something burnt onto it...The Greek Titan Atlas. Matt stares at it trying to work it out.

''Do you know what this means?'' He asked Darren.

''I think you should know this...'' Darren ignored Matt's question, and Matt turned to him ''...the guy right here...he was a special like you!''

Matt looks at the corpse again with a concerned look on his face, he was now picturing himself in this man's position. And whoever did this to him, Matt wouldn't stand a chance.

''Wait, how do you know he was a special?'' Matt asked.

Darren took a moment to answer ''He was my college roommate'' And then he got up and left leaving Matt on his own staring at the corpse. Matt thought he'd put all these unexplainable super powered deaths to rest, but it was starting up again. But this time he didn't have any names to follow, instead some kind of symbol.

(Tracey Strauss – Illinois)

The bell rang loudly, and this gave teacher Tracey Strauss the message the class was over, despite how quick it seemed to go.

''All right remember your books tomorrow and remember to revise through pages 75-77!'' She called out to the class, where she was giving a mixed reception back; she knew she would, it was homework after all. But everyone in Illinois Special School admired Tracey; mainly because the rumours that went around about what she did, how she's killed many humans. Tracey knew of course most of them were accidently.

''Tracey?'' A girl walked up to her.

''Lindsey, what is it?''

''I don't know what I'm doing wrong, I concentrate just like you say...'' Lindsey points her hand towards the light in the ceiling, and they start to flicker on and off, and the light energy starts visible making its way towards her. Tracey loved it when she saw others use their powers, it gave her security about herself, that's what made her want to become a teacher. But the light energy goes back into the bulb and stays on.

''What am I doing wrong?'' Lindsey asks.

''There isn't something else that you're thinking about is there?'' Lindsey shakes her head ''Is something going on, that makes you feel upset?'' Lindsey doesn't answer ''That's it, whatever's going on it emotionally affects your powers; just get through it and your powers will return''.

''That won't work...my parents are divorcing''.

Tracey was taken back a bit, but she regains control and places a hand on Lindsey's shoulder.

''I know at times things seem tough, and you feel like there's no way out. But everyone has a little guardian angel somewhere, and if you keep at it, you'll pull through''.

Lindsey nods and walks out of the class door where the head teacher Mr. Lavereir was standing.

''Miss Strauss'' He waves a piece of paper to Tracey. She didn't know what this could be, it couldn't be pay day already, and she normally never gets any mail. Tracey reads the letter, and tries to hold back her anger.

''You're letting me go? Why?''

''I'm afraid the rumours have got a bit out of control''

''Out of control how?'' Tracey asked firmly.

''The parents don't want their students to learn how to control their powers from a murderer Miss Strauss. I'm sorry''.

''I'm your least paid employee, I work double shifts, help out in whatever way I can to help people like me...'' Tracey freezes the paper and it shatters in her hand ''And I'm not going to let rioting parents stop that!''.

''Tracey, showing anger to their kind at this point in time is not the safest option...''

''Well you should hear the rumours, I don't play safe!'' Tracey walks past Mr. Lavereir out of the class and into the hall way. Tracey knew it was pointless to try to fight, Specials have the power but they don't have the support to fight for equality. She was going to have to leave the school, and with the little pay she receives she might not be able to last. From the corner of her eye she sees something and immediately freezes her hands ready for a fight; as a man dressed in a black cloak steps towards her.

''Who are you?'' Tracey asks. The cloaked man says nothing, he doesn't look the most intimidating, he was quite short and didn't look very muscular. But then, Tracey couldn't tell whether this guy was a special or not, she couldn't even tell if it was a man or not. From inside his cloak, he pulls out a letter.

''No thanks, already got one''.

''You want to save lives!'' The man croaked like Batman from Dark Knight. Slowly, out of curiosity Tracey takes the paper from his hand. Empty handed the man steps back into the shadows; Tracey reaches out and touches the wall...the man had disappeared.

Tracey looks at what was written, it looked as if a child had written it; but thankfully she could just about make it out as an address.

Ando opens the door to Hiro's office; in one hand he had his wedding suit and he thought that he might as well get Hiro one as well, thinking he wasn't going to get one today. But would Hiro really spend a whole day trying to open an e-mail. Ando looks to the desk to see a sleeping time-traveller in front of the computer...yes he would spend a day opening an e-mail.

''Hiro?''

Hiro moans and groans as he lifts his head, he gives a nod and a smile at Ando before looking back at the screen to see the e-mail still wasn't open.

''Maybe my password wasn't typed right?''Hiro tries typing and Ando feels like he was going to explode.

''Hiro! This is my wedding, and your sister's wedding. And you're not getting ready for it because of a broken e-mail message''.

''I am getting ready...''

''You've been trying to open if for FIVE hours!''

Hiro stared back at the screen, maybe he was wasting his time. But it felt so good to feel like a hero again, he was so determined to find out what this message said; but he was missing out on something important. He turns to Ando ''I'm sorry my friend, let's get ready!''

Ando breathes a sigh of relief and is about to leave, but then something else crosses Hiro's mind. Why was the message sent to Ando, unless...

Hiro grabs Ando's hand and drags him to the computer.

''Hiro...''

''Ando you can open it!''

''What?''

''The message was sent to you, so maybe I'm not the one who's suppose to open it, you are''.

''Hiro, how can I open it when you can't?''

''We'll find out!''Hiro the grabs Ando's hand again, and makes him press the button to open the e-mail. Then Ando's whole arm emits with red energy and goes through the computer and up his hand again, causing him to crash to the floor. Hiro looks at his screen...the message opened.

''YATTA! Ando we did it...Ando?''

Ando grunted on the floor as Hiro helped him up to his feet. Ando would protest about the e-mail, but once he saw he had in fact opened it, he's learned to never doubt Hiro about something out of the ordinary.

They both began to read the message...

'Ando, you must read this message, the fate of the world is hanging in the balance. There are dark forces planning something big, but I can't say, not without changing the future for the worst. This will not be the only message I send you, I will be helping you and Hiro as much as I can. You MUST follow the message if you want to save us all...Good Luck!'

''That's it, they send us a message to say they can't tell us what's happening, and they will be sending more messages?''Ando whinges, but Hiro is loving every second of this.

''It is a time tactic, so we follow the path carefully''.

''You can forget me being a part of this if I have to get shocked every time a message pops up''.

KNOCK! KNOCK! A delivery man walk in through Hiro's door ''You have a package sir''.

Hiro walks up and takes the package, he opens it to find a...

''An I-pod?''As soon as Ando holds it, he gets shocked through the arm again, but not as bad and then something else appears on the screen...numbers.

''11-10-09-03...what's that?''Hiro asks, but Ando couldn't answer. It may be confusing, leaving more questions with fewer answers, but it was the start of a new journey none the less.

Claire made her way back to her room, holding the Kane Chronicles book one hand and the rose from Carlos in the other. She opens the door and walks in; Misty was in already listening to Michael Jackson on her I-pod.

''Who's the rose from?'' She asks straight away just as Claire sits on her own bed.

''What rose?''

''Claire, we already went over this, you are terrible at lying. Who's it from?'' She ask cheerfully.

''Just some boy that gave me this book'' Claire shows her the book, and Misty knows who she's talking about; and she doesn't like it because her smile disappears.

''You mean Carlos?''

''Yeah the bone kid''.

Misty gives Claire a 'what' look ''He controls bones...and...Yeah'' Claire explains ''Why?''

''I don't trust that kid!''

''What, but you're the type that trusts anybody?''

''Yeah, I'm also the type that can tell what a person's like by looking at them. And I don't like the way he keeps eyeing me; I don't want him keeping his googly eyes on you. Besides, his power creeps me out''.

''Your power creeped me out''.

''Your power creeped out 6 billion people on national TV, beat that!'' Misty then goes back to listening to her I-pod but stops to tell Claire...''Oh, you got a message on your phone''.

''Really who?'' Claire gets up and picks up the phone that her and Misty share. Claire stares at the number on the screen, and it's like she was staring at a ghost.

''Who is it?'' Misty asks.

''My dad!'' Claire dials the number and waits for Noah to pick up. She hasn't talked to him since what happened five months ago. Why would he call now, after all that time? What was there to talk about now?

''Hey Claire'' Noah said softly.

''Hey dad what's up?'' Claire tries to keep her voice from breaking, it was a nice feeling to hear her father's voice again.

''There's something I need to tell you. You're not allowed outside of the campus right?''

''Yeah, why?''

''Because a very dangerous criminal has escaped from the Company, he's very powerful and we don't know what he's after yet. So just stay inside, do you hear me?''

''Yeah, I will''.

''Good. I have to go now Claire, bye''.

''Bye...but dad...'' Too late, Noah had already hung up. Claire stared at the phone, her father still hasn't forgiving her fully, but it was good to hear him talk to her again, even if it was really short.

''What was that about?'' Misty asks. Claire wondered if she should tell Misty, but probably best not to worry her. Noah didn't even tell Claire the name of the criminal.

''Nothing...he just wanted to talk'' Claire said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Noah hung up, just as Claire was about to say something else. He began dialling another number, from his side he could see Lauren looking at him bitterly.

''Nice, waits five months for her dad to talk to her and that's all you have to say?''

Noah finished dialling the number and the other side began to ring; Noah put the phone to his ear and looked at Lauren ''What else could I say?''

The scorching sun burnt seemed to burn through the window; the room was littered with school books and maps of all kinds. The phone buried underneath it all started ringing, two hands scrambled under the mess to find it. After a couple of attempts, he found it and answered.

''Hello?''

''Hello Mohinder!'' Noah said on the other side.

(Mohinder Suresh – India)

''Noah?''

''Nice to see you still remember me''.

''Not nice for me, I'm busy getting thing ready for my class tomorrow''.

''I figured you would, just hear me out for a second''.

''You keep saying that, and about two days later I'm either a hostage or have someone trying to kill me'' He said in his sarcastic tone.

''Well either way, whether you listen or not, it may happen eventually''.

Mohinder conceded defeat and listened to Noah ''Do you know someone by the name of Legion?''

''No''.

''Thought so, he's a very dangerous special that was locked up by the company years ago. Now he's escaped and eager to kill whoever's in his way''.

''Noah, you know I'm done with this. I just want to go back to a normal life with just me and Mira; I mean what could I possibly have that your resources don't?''

''Knowledge of Legion''.

''I already told you, I don't know who he his!''

''Your father did!''

Gretchen walked out of the building and made her way back to her room in the building across the path. The night time cold made it very uncomfortable for Gretchen; and the few lampposts made it hard to see. Gretchen used to love the dark, but since the incident with Becky Taylor, she's never been fond of not seeing thing fully.

The wind picked up a bit, and the air got colder. Gretchen covered herself as best as she could, but that couldn't stop her from shivering. The sound of a trig snapping forces her to turn around, there was nothing there. Then the winds just seemed to stop. Gretchen turned back and there were two people standing in front of her. She cursed the heavens as they turned out to be Dominic and his other friend Ben.

''Look I really don't want to go through this now, can I just...''

''Where's Claire Bennet?'' Dominic asked. Gretchen froze up a bit, and looked at them bewildered.

''What?''

''Where is she?'' He asked again, more impatiently.

''I don't know what you're talking about'' Gretchen said in an I'm not telling you kind of way. She begins to walk past them, but Ben fires some kind of oil from his fingers causing Gretchen to slip and land on the back of her head. Gretchen yelps and rolls onto her hands and knees; she touches the back of her head and looks at her fingers to see she's bleeding.

Dominic kneels down until he's face to face with her ''Just think of it like this, if we're off chasing Claire, we can't be here to kill you. So just tell us, where...she...IS!'' He shouted, and Gretchen's ears start ringing from the pain in her head. Dominic thought that the injury to her head would make her spit out the answer, and he does get an answer, a spit in his face.

He gets to his feet and wipes the spit from his face...and then begins to grow in size. Gretchen stumbles back as Dominic continues to grow until he's at least twenty feet tall. From inside his cloak he brings out a samurai sword of some kind. Gretchen also sees the symbol on the side of his arm, the Titan symbol.

''Wrong answer!' He swings at her, Gretchen ducks but it would be too late.

CLANG! Gretchen keeps her eyes closed, not wanting to look to see what happened, but what she was still alive, so who took the hit? She opened her eyes and looked up to see Michael standing holding the giant sword...no, not holding the sword was against his arm...an arm made of metal.

Michael looks up at Dominic's face with a threatening look ''Back off, now!''

''You're one of them as well?'' Dominic pushes harder, but Michael doesn't budge. Ben moves ahead and blast oil at him, but Michael leaps over Dominic and lands behind Ben. Ben turns around and tries punching him, but Michael easily dodge all the punches. Michael stops moving and so Ben tries to punch him, but Michael turns his head metal and Ben breaks his hand punching his face. Michael with his metal hand punches Ben in the chest and he goes flying back into a wall.

Dominic swings down with his sword again, but Michael takes one step to the side and Dominic's sword is stuck in the ground. As Dominic tries to pull his sword out, Michael takes a seat on the sword.

''Wow, even when you're four times bigger. You still can't beat me!''

Dominic yanks the sword out of the ground, causing Michael to go flying over him, but he easily lands on his feet.

Dominic charges and swings at him once, he misses ''Hey, not bad!''

Dominic swings again, and misses again ''Whoa, you almost got me!''

Dominic swings a third time, and Michael dodge and moves closer to him ''Three strikes, you're out!''

BAM! Michael punches him in the stomach, causing shockwaves behind them that crack the building and burst windows. Dominic wheezes and pants heavily, he drops his sword and punches at Michael, who just blocks with his hand...but his hand wasn't made of metal.

''How can you...''

''I know it may seem unfair, but wasn't Gretchen thinking the same thing about you?'' BAM! Michael punches Dominic in the face, and with the arm he's holding swings him into a near-by tree. Dominic slams both of his huge arms on Michael but he blocks and pushes his arms up. BAM! BAM! BAM! Then gives him three solid digs in his stomach again. And every time he gets punched, his size decreases.

Dominic falls to his knees but he still tries to punch. Michael again just grabs his arm, he goes up to his stomach again, but this time he fires an electric blast from his hand and blasts Dominic further into the building. Michael jumps through before the dust had even settled; there was no sign of Dominic.

Michael climbs back out, behind Gretchen; Ben was just getting back to his feet. Michael and Gretchen walk over to him, but he then pulls something out of his pocket and swallows it. Michael rushes over, but Ben collapses to the floor. Michael inspects the body, seeing the symbol on his arm but not what he took to kill himself.

''Suicide, bad way to go. Although with a face like his I would do the same!'' He jokes. But Gretchen was in no mood for joking, her head was still bleeding. Michael walks behind her and looks at it.

''Could have been worse'' Michael says like it's nothing.

''Okay, I think I need some answers''.

''Two plus two equals four!''

''No, I mean one minute you can turn into metal, then you can blast electric waves...''

''And don't forget the super strength!'' He cuts in.

''I thought people could only have one ability?''

''Stereotyping, that's like saying a black man can only have an afro. Long story short, I'm a Power Learner''.

''You mean you can learn different abilities?''

''Basically yeah, although it is really, really difficult and could lead to a possibly painful death''.

Gretchen feels water washing the wound on her head, and then Michael walks in front of her ''Okay, it should heal soon''.

''Can't you just heal it?''

''Haven't learnt that yet. Now, I think I need some answers...do you really know Claire Bennet?''

Gretchen doesn't answer, suspicious of the boy that kept his identity from her.

''Hey, I'm one of the good guys. If it were for me, you be gum under Dominic's shoe!''

Gretchen takes a deep breath to get herself under control and explains ''Claire and I were roommates her and she left when she revealed her powers''.

''And so the chuckle brothers here want to know where she is. Do you actually know where she is?''

Gretchen shakes her head lightly. She was thinking about the danger that Claire could be in; if this people wanted to find her it couldn't be for a good reason. And since they've know eachother, Claire has always been the one saving her; Gretchen felt she needed to do this, she needed to help Claire with whatever these people wanted with her.

''We have to find her!'' Gretchen says.

''You just said you don't know where she is!''

''Can't you find her or something?''

''I haven't learnt...I haven't learnt it, but I know someone who can probably find her. You're going to need a great story to cover this up to everybody'' Michael points to all the damage he cause, and the sounds of people moving around to see what was going on can be heard.

''I'm not staying here, I'm coming too!''

''Brave offer, but you'll just slow me down...''

''Claire could be in trouble, I have to help!''

Michael was about to protest, he sighs and considers this ''She must have been a good friend?''

''She is'' Gretchen said softly.

''Okay, but I'm serious about the slow me down talk. I don't like to be slowed down''.

Gretchen walks in front of him faster ''Then you better hurry!''

With that the two make their way from the destroyed campus just as the police and students arrived at the scene. They were shocked to find the destroyed buildings, and trees, but weren't shocked by the dead body of Ben...because his body wasn't there.

(Abigail & Sophie – Tennessee)

The two girls stopped outside of an old warehouse, Abigail placed her hand on the door knob and melted it. Pushing the door open the two went inside, there were so many boxes and crates it was extremely cramped, but they've been in worse. Abigail took a seat on a box, wiping the sweat from her forehead, which was also acid. Sophie was drinking the drips of rain water falling from a hole from the roof.

''Sophie, don't it could be dirty''.

Sophie put her head under the drips letting the water cool her face ''It not dirty, you can have some''.

Abigail just laughs ''No, you can have it I'm fine''.

Sophie could hear her twin sister's voice dry up as she spoke. She cups her hands under the drips and waits for her hand to fill up. She walks over to Abigail and holds her hands wanting her to take a sip. There was no point in protesting, so she does drink from it. Once she drinks it all, Sophie shakes her hands excitedly.

''So, where we going now Abigail''.

''Still a long way to go...''

''I remember, I remember...'' Sophie shakes her hands and tries to remember where Abigail told them to go ''There was...there...West Virgina...Virginia. Then...then Penny Ville (She couldn't pronounce Pennsylvania) and thats left is New York right?''

''Yeah that's it!'' Abigail told her and Sophie shoke her arms again glad she got it right. To Sophie it didn't seem like far, but Abigail knew how far it really was. And the way the Titans were following them, would they last?

''Abigail?''

''Yeah?''

''When we go there, are there going be other like me and you. They do what we do?''

''Probably yeah, they can probably do all kinds of different things. Some can fly, some can run really fast...''

''And me, can some do what I can do?'' Sophie asked.

''I don't know, maybe! But remember why we're heading there?''

''Yeah, course I remember''.

''And what are you not supposed to do?'' Abigail asks firmly.

Sophie thinks for a second ''Not make attention to myself?''

''That's right! You're getting better Sophie, you're speaking and listening has improved, I'm really proud...'' Abigail looks at Sophie...her eyes were completely white.

Knowing what this means, Abigail reaches into her rucksack and brings out a notebook with the name Sophie on it. She skips through trying to find an empty page, and when she does gives it to Sophie; and she begins to draw.

Abigail starts pacing around waiting for Sophie to finish drawing; she never liked it when Sophie started drawing the future. It left them open for attack, and the pictures she drew never show anything good. It was always who dies next or what disaster would occur. For a brief second the drops of water from the roof slow down a bit and then drip at usual pace. Abigail looks up and is immediately swarmed by bees and locusts.

Abigail kicks and blasts acid at all angles trying to get the swarm off her. The swarm drags her across the room and throws her into a wall. She crashes to the ground, and spits out a bit of blood. The insects start forming together taking a human shape. The outline of the body, the facial features, even the clothes...with the Titan symbol on it.

The insect man watches Sophie draw, her precog vision preventing her from seeing what was going on around her. Bug Man starts walking towards her.

''LEAVE HER ALONE!'' Abigail charges at him, but is sent flying back into the wall but a bolt of yellow electricity. Another Titan walks through the door and starts zapping Abigail while she's on the ground. The electric Titan whispers something to Bug Man, after they both continue walking towards the sisters.

Bug Man grabbing Sophie by the shoulders trying to drag her away. The electric Titan zapping Abigail more; she screams and jerks around the floor, trying to fight back but can't at the moment. The Titan stops for a moment to enjoy the torture. Then a hand is placed on his shoulder and he zaps himself. He's the one who now screams in pain and jerks violently, until he's out of juice and drops to the ground.

Abigail lifts her head up to see her saviour, a woman made of pure water.

''Are you alright?'' Tracey asks.

''My sister'' Abigail stutters.

Tracey turns to see Bug Man trying to drag Sophie, but he can't move her. He turns around to see his partner on the ground and a water woman standing in front of him. Bug Man starts to separates into spiders from the head down, and all the black widows and Tarantulas make their ways towards Tracey. Tracey unleashes a huge wave blasting them out of the warehouse, but bees and locusts then swarm around her and try to bite or sting her...but they can't.

Tracey creates a water vortex and sucks all the bugs into it, and blasts them out of the warehouse as well. A victory...not yet; Centipedes and Millipedes were climbing up her legs. She keeps blasting at them, but more climb on her. She sinks into a puddle, and moves away the turning back into her water human shape. The bugs then return to their human shape, but the mouth now resemble something Tracey saw from the film Predator.

Tracey freezes her hand into a frozen cat like claw and slashes at the Bug Man, but where she kills some bugs, more just take their place and they continue their attack. Tracey is forced back into the wall, and Bug Ma prepares for the final bite. A gush of acid is washed over his head and forces him back. Abigail throws more acid at him, and the bugs can't replace one another when there's acid.

The bugs melt into a pool of green ooze. Tracey looks back at Abigail.

''Thank you''.

''We should be thanking you miss?''

''Tracey Strauss''.

''Abigail...just Abigail. How did you find us?''.

Tracey shows Abigail the address that the cloaked man gave her ''Looks like someone knew you were going to be here''.

''Then we should get moving''.

''Wait, what's going on? Why were those men chasing you?''

''We really appreciate your help Miss Strauss, that's why we don't want you involved with this''.

''Well I'm involved now'' Tracey points to the knocked out electric Titan.

''Okay, those people work for an organisation of specials called the Titans, as you can see from their symbol. They've been chasing me and my sister for weeks''.

''Why?''

''Don't know. But it might be to do with my sister Sophie; she's a precog, someone who can tell what's going to happen in the future. The few times, the Titans have caught us, they've tried to take Sophie...and kill me''.

''Where are you running too?'' Tracey asked.

''She drew a picture of me and her in New York, so I figure we're supposed to be there!''

''From a picture?''

''Everything she's drawn has come true'' Abigail brings out a picture and hands it to Tracey; the picture was of Claire Bennet jumping off the Ferris wheel.

''She drew that a day before it happened. Everything she draws happens about a day or two later''.

Sophie breathes heavily as she snaps back to reality and looks around at the destruction around her and the woman standing with her sister.

''Abigail?'' She asks worriedly.

''It's okay she's a friend. Her name is Miss Strauss''.

Sophie looks at Tracey and gently waves at her. Tracey smiles and does the same, and Sophie gets excited again. Abigail holds onto the notebook ''What've you drawn?''

Abigail looks at the picture, and her stomach feels like it dropped. Her hands were shaking, and the colour from her face disappears.

''What is it?'' Tracey asks. Abigail doesn't answer, she was too scared to. And this was scaring Sophie as well. Tracey walks up to her and looks at the picture and gets the same feeling Abigail did.

''Oh my God''.

In the middle of the picture was Claire Bennet, melting away and screaming to the heavens. Around her the buildings and trees were disintegrating. At the top of the page there were two eyes looking over the destruction, just the eyes, one coloured red the other black. And at the bottom of the page there was a message.

''Save the Heroes, Save the World'' Abigail reads aloud, finally getting her voice back. Tracey notices something else at the bottom, the number 13. She thinks about what this could be, the unlucky number, how long this would take, or...

''Maybe that's how long we've got. 13 days to get to New York and find Claire''.

Abigail wants to agree with her, and who knows maybe sees right? Maybe this won't happen for another 13 days. But like she just said, none of Sophie's pictures have been wrong.

(Michigan)

The night was at its darkest, all the nocturnal animals had come out for whatever scrapes they could find. Only to be scared away by a gush of wind, the wind being made by a man travelling at least 150 miles an hour. He ran around the area, until he stops just in front of an abandoned construction site, the metal beams didn't look stable and it wasn't the best place to hide. But Edgar knew they couldn't find another place in front.

''Edgar?'' A young ginger headed girl, Amanda asked behind him.

''Move, move'' Edgar signalled and six other people make a run for the construction site, leaving Amanda and Edgar alone.

''We're not going to be safe there!''

''I know, we'll rest. And then move in five, now go''.

Amanda still doesn't like it, it's too out in the open, but she thought best not to argue with Edgar now. She runs over to the others, Edgar double checks the area and runs over quickly with them. Nine members of the carnival; Edgar and Amanda checked to see if everyone was handling. A young boy by the name of Aiden was shaking madly; he seemed the most affected by whatever happened to them.

''We can't beat him...'' The whole group turns to the shivering boy ''He's unstoppable!''

Others in the group featured Aviv, the large black telekinetic; Eli the cloner; Derek the man with four arms; The old and wise Pearl; and the Plant creator Ian Michaels. Along with Edgar and Amanda, they were all that was left of the carnival...being chased by what has killed the rest.

''He's going to find us...'' Ian spoke ''We can't hide forever!''

''So what? We wait for the killer to catch up and rip us apart?'' Aviv asked bitterly. The group shifted and kept their heads down. Edgar pulled Amanda to the side a bit and spoke to her quietly so the others couldn't hear ''Keep moving, and stay low!''

''What? No, you can't...''

''If I don't kill him, at least you'll have time''.

''You can't...'' Edgar grabs Amanda's arm.

''Listen to me, you have to take care of this family now, you hear me. Do this for them, for me...for...Lydia'' Edgar found it hard to mention Amanda's mothers name, he always felt weak thinking about her. He didn't want to look weak in front of the group now when they needed him most.

Amanda took a while but finally nodded ''Please be careful''.

Edgar walked away, bringing out his knives and was about to run the way they just came...

''Carnies...'' A voice echoed across the site. Everyone in the group got to their feet instantly, he had caught up with them ''...Come out and play...ha, ha, ha!''

Edgar backed up to stand with the group; they all got ready for the fight ahead. But they weren't battle ready; they were still weak trying to get away from the killer.

''An excellent chase my friends, and when you've had to courage to fight it has been very worthwhile. Oh, how good it is too be doing this again; sensing the fear, watching the futile efforts, and feeling the last breath. Prepare for yours...'' And then all was silent.

The group looked in all directions, they was no movement whatsoever. There was no life, no wind, and the sea waves made no sound as they crashed on the pier. As the seconds went by the tension was starting to become too much for some to handle.

''We can't beat him'' Aiden whispered.

''Yes we can'' Edgar said, but even he wasn't convinced. He's never faced anything like this before, this killer was no man...he was a monster. Aiden was still snivelling; the images of the other carnies being murdered as the killer tore them all apart as if they were no challenge. His friends massacred by the killer's hands, it was too much for him. He screams and flies away.

''Aiden get back!'' Edgar shouts and he runs after him. Aiden rises further into the skies, thinking he has more chance of getting away. Then out of the clouds above something crashes into Aiden and it crashes into the ground.

Edgar stops in his tracks and can only watch the horror, as the dust clears to reveal Aiden's body in the ground, a fist crushing his head...the fist of the killer. The killer lifts his fist from the ground, it was covered in blood, but he loved it. He brought his fist to his month, and then bites on it, sucking on the blood and not caring that he was biting into his fist and drinking his blood as well. That's when Edgar gets a good look at his face; a long pointy nose, eyes in the shape of a dinosaurs, and sharp teeth. It was like a scarier version of Nosferatu. He looks at Edgar and winks.

''Everyone get back!'' Edgar orders as he charges at the killer. Edgar ran as fast as he could, but to the killer, he was in a snail's pace. To him, Edgar moved ever so slowly; the killer had time to get to his feet and adjust his black jacket like cloak. He closes his eyes and teleports, before Edgar has even got close to him.

Edgar stops and turns around just as the killer teleports above the group. Amanda and Pearl see him; Amanda focuses and tries to set him on fire, while Pearl holds her hand to him in the shape of gun and flicks her thumb like firing a bullet. The killer disappears in the explosions, as the group are knocked back a bit by the double attack.

But from the fires, the killer charges towards them and lands in the middle of the group. Edgar swings his knives at the killer; but from his arms bones rip out and turn metallic. CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Edgar slashes away but the killer easily blocks. Ian focuses on the ground, roots burst from the ground and tie around the arms and legs of the killer. But once they contact, they disintegrate.

Edgar slashes again, but the killer dodges, BAM! He punches Edgar in the stomach and he goes flying into a beam. Aviv lifts up some beams on the ground and chuck them at the killer, who just stands there waiting for them to hit. And when they do, they ricochet off him going everywhere at high speed. The group manages to get out of the way in time.

Derek goes up behind the killer and bear hugs him with all four of his arms. He squeezes tighter like a Boa, but the killer seems unaffected. The killer elbows him in the stomach, and Derek lets go. The killer turns to him BAM! And punches him in the face, shattering his mouth. Derek punches with his two upper arms, but the killer catches both his fists. But Derek still has two others, and he punches with them...but the killer grows two more arms and grabs them as well. Derek can do nothing, as the killer grows another two arms...BAM! BAM! And both fists go right through Derek's stomach.

Eli strikes the killer across the head with a pole, but it doesn't hurt him whatsoever. He lets Derek's lifeless body drop to the ground as he turns and punches at Eli, but he disappears on contact. Then another Eli strikes with another pole, and then another, and another. There were no eight Elis around the killer. Killer extends his fingers, and they all shoot out like vines going through each of the Elis; disappearing one after another, until finally he feels contact with flesh and sees the Eli in front of him doesn't disappear. He gives Eli one last smile, before tossing him into the nearby river.

BANG! BANG! BANG! Pearl keeps shooting at the killer, but the invisible bullets are breezes of wind for him. Amanda screams and sets almost the whole area on fire. Everyone backs off, overwhelmed by the heat, including Amanda herself. She tries to regain control of the fire, and out of the flames the killer walks to her face. Pearl runs though the flames and shoots at the killer square in the face; he was surprised by this, but he doesn't back off. He fires laser blasts from his eyes at Pearl's leg, she crumbles to the ground; and looks up to see the killer holding his hand to her head like a gun.

BANG! Amanda could do nothing but watch the killer strike down Pearl with her own power. Aviv stands beyond the flames and using his power lifts a near-by tractor.

''Wait, Amanda's still in there?'' Edgar shouts at him.

''I'm sorry, but we have to...'' Then the killer teleports in front of Aviv. BAM! Punches him back, and then the killer lifts the tractor with telekinesis and drops it of Aviv. Ian is about to bring up more plants, but then plants burst from the ground...and wrap around himself. Ian struggles to control the plants, as the killer controls them. And he creates thrones in them, slowly stabbing into Ian's flesh. Edgar rushes at the killer; so he ends Ian's life faster by fully sinking the thrones in his body.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! Edgar cuts away at the killer, slashing open any wounds. The killer was laughing while Edgar did this; causing him to hesitate slightly. BAM! BAM! A punch in the stomach and face and Edgar crashes to the ground. Amanda can't control the fire, not with seeing her family being murdered one by one; it was too hard for her to focus.

The killer's wounds begin to heal and he spots Amanda as his next victim. From his hand, he produces a black ball of energy and throws it at Amanda. She tries to blow it before it hits her...she does, but the force of the impact was so great she was still hit hard. She crashes through the site and into the river.

''AMANDA!'' Edgar sprints like never before to the river, but the killer still is too fast and gets to him before he can even get close. BAM! He strikes Edgar's knee; Edgar yells and stumble back, unable to run on his now broken leg. Edgar tends to his knee, but the pain of seeing his family slaughtered made the wound seem worse than it probably was. He's seen a whole carnival of specials wiped out in one day, by one man...how?

''What the hell are you?''

The killer smiles at Edgar, edging ever so close to him...ready to kill again.

''My name is Legion...for I am many'' His hands is engulfed in black fire, he brings his fist back and strikes at the defenceless special. He had been locked away for decades; too Legion, taking down over 70 specials in 24 hours was just child's play. He wanted to face the big challenges...he wanted...The Heroes of Kirby Plaza.

To Be Continued...

Wow, longest chapter I've ever written; but I think this would be how long an episode of Heroes would be. Also, the First Chapters of a Heroes season tend to be the longest.

Anyway, hope that you've enjoyed this first chapter of my continuation of the great series! I'm sorry to say that I will be moving house soon, and so my internet will be cut which means Chapter 2 might not arrive for a couple of weeks. But don't worry, I have the whole story planned from beginning to end, so I will finish this story.