Tis my FIRST Heroes Fanfic. I love the show. I used my roleplay character as the main character. The rating might go up. Adam Monroe is a big part in this. Erm, it is romance. So there also might be some love scenes. Obviously, it is called Loving the Unbreakable Heart.
Disclaimer: I do not OWN any of the heroes characters or concepts, only Amarante. xD;
Change.
It has been a good month since I've been in New York City and I haven't had anytime to meet any of these special people. All I have had time to do is go to class and sit next to the most depressed students possible. I feel sorrow and agony everytime I sit next to this one girl in my Biology 101 Class. The feelings she has are the same my mother had, I keep trying to watch over her but she is very illusive.
I spoke with a professor of mine, about evolution and genetics, and he gave me a book by this Doctor Suresh. The book was very informative, but it didn't give me any answers. One of these days, maybe after a class or two, I will try and find him. I really hate having the feeling of the worlds emotions on my shoulders.
The day I decided to find this doctor, I ran into the girl from my Biology class. "Get out of my way." She ran into me with tears running down her cheeks and a boy ran after her. "Hey stop right there." I grabbed him by the arm. I could feel his emotions. He was harboring emotions of selfishness and greed. "Why is she so upset, eh?" He looked back at me.
"That is none of your business." He spat back.
"I believe it is." My grip tightened on his arm.
"Fine, I dumped her because all she does is sulk around and it is so annoying. I can't stand being next to her. Now she is threatening to kill herself. I wanted to see her actually try to do it. She is pathetic."
"No, you are pathetic. You should have gotten her help, not be a part of the problem!" I dropped his arm and ran after her.
Where could she be? I searched for emotions of despair. Then a stinging pain of sorrow hit me in the head like a brick. It's her. I ran into the dorm and tried to open the door where the emotions came from. "Go away!" She was uneasy.
"I know you don't know me but I know how you feel right now. Please just let me in."
The door clicked and weeping eyes peeked out. "You do?"
"Yes, I do." I smiled, finally something good has come of these powers of mine.
I left her dorm with a promise that if she felt like killing herself she'd come see me, or the school shrink.
I looked at my watch, "Darn it! I'll never have time to find this doctor." Perhaps, if fate is kind, he will find me.
Off to work...
Meanwhile...
"Bennet, we have another for you." Noah was handed a manilla envelop, "She is important to us. Her ability will help us a great deal." Noah flipped open the envelop and glanced at a picture of a young woman, about the age of 18, with red streaks in her short brown hair.
Her profile read:
Name: Amarante "Amary" Normina
Age: 18
Location: NYC; Originally from Halifax, NS, Canada
Powers: Empath; If she comes into contact with anyone with powers she can use his or her power but only while he or she are around using them since she can only use it when her or she feel the emotion that invokes the power
Occupation: Barista at Java Girl Inc 348 E 66th St/ College Student at NYU
Race: White French/British
Hair Color: Short Brown with 3 red streaks
Eye Color: Gray Blue
Height: 5'9"
Personality: "painfully shy" She tries to not get attached to people because she can feel their emotions. Very into music, it is the one thing that can help control the emotions she feels from the people around her. Computer junkie.
Strength- Flaw: Able to help people by feeling their emotions but it puts her through the same feelings of sorrow.
History: Grew up with her mother's sister because her mother killed herself after Amarante's father left. Amarante has closed her heart to anyone and refuses to get close to anyone but has a tendency of helping those who give off the same feelings her mother gave off. She is, also, scarred by the emotions she felt from her mother right before she shot herself. Amary got two tattoos, one of angel wings because her mother always called her her little angel, another of a godsend symbol on her right upper arm, the last thing she remembered from her father.
When Amary was looking into colleges she decided to go to New York, rumored to be known for the unique people just like her. She ends up going to NYU full scholarship as a Biology Major with a core study in genetics. She wants to find a cure for her power.
Warning: If you have powers; avoid using them near her. Your strength will be hers as well as your weakness.
"This won't help her at all. Selfish as always." Noah mutter after reading her profile. "Don't you have any feelings for these people? What if they don't want to come here?"
"They don't have a choice. They are needed for the greater good." Noah rolled his eyes and left with the envelop clutched in his hand.
Back at Java Girl...
"Next please?" It was a very busy day. The mid-afternoon rush was larger than ever and Joy was in one of her pissy moods. I could sense a few people with powers, I couldn't figure out who they were and I couldn't afford to try to.
"Black coffee please." One man asked. He gave me a fleeting smile and I could feel his feelings of lose and confusion.
"It's on the house." I gave him a smile, hopefully giving him some kindness he needed for the day. He nodded and sat at a table staring at me.
He sat there through the entire mid-afternoon rush, which usually lasted about two hours. "Joy, I'm going to clean the tables, watch the register!" She waved her hand at me as she read her Cosmo.
I wiped the tables down one after the other until I was at his table. "Hey, do you want more coffee?" He looked up and gave a nod. "Oh, okay."
He grabbed my hand softly, "You're power is a gift." How did you know I have a power? "I just know." Suddenly I could hear his mind. I'd love to have a power like yours.He had a dark and sinister voice in his thoughts.
I like my power most of the time, unless this happens. It throws me off. He stood up as a customer came in, a tall man with horn-rimmed glasses accompanied by a cute little blonde.
"Bennet..." The man snarled.
"Hello Peter. We aren't here to talk to you. We are here to talk to Miss. Normina." Me? Why?
They will tag you and ruin your life. Trust me. He grabbed my hand and we vanished from the coffee shop.
WHERE ARE WE? WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? I STILL HAVE WORK TO DO! I was furious.
He pushed me against the wall, "I apparently can't use my powers around you. They work with The Company. My mother is in charge now and she probably wants you to do some of her dirty work." He snarled looking down the ally way.
Can you please let me go? His hand was crushing my shoulder.
"Sorry." He looked at me clenching his jaw. "Your power, it works so beautifully."
"I've had a long time to fine tune it. My father had powers, I think." I rubbed my shoulder. "I remember being able to control electricity when he would use his powers."
"You can use powers from others?" He was very interested.
"Yes. Listen, I don't know you. I have work. I need to get back." He thought about it for a minute.
"I'm Peter Petrelli."
"Oh! The hot senator's brother?" I let out a giggle.
"Yes."
"Sorry, it's just that I've seen what the senators from America look like, and he happens to be the only good looking one." I was familiar with American Politics. I also had to take a American Government class for my history requirement.
"You're not American?" I nodded.
"Canadian." I grinned. "Do you know you're the first person with powers I've met since I've been in New York. I came here to meet more people like me."
"Glad to be-" He looked at the end of our hiding place. The man he called Bennet was standing there.
"Come on Peter, give us the girl and it will be okay." The blonde raised a hand of electricity. I felt the zaps come through my fingers.
"Please just go away!" I screamed and Peter grabbed my hand once more. We were on top of the Empire State Building. I didn't have the time to go sight seeing, ever. "Thank you." The feeling of the electricity faded.
"Not a problem." He walked to the edge and took deep breaths. "You should leave."
"Eh?" I backed away. I wasn't dumb when someone said you should leave; you leave.
"You're probably going to feel the hunger and I don't want to hurt you." He turned around holding his hand up. I flew into the side of the building. "I told you, you should leave."
"Peter- Please..." My feet kicked around. I felt his power, that hunger he was talking about. I raised my hand up and tried to throw him. It was futile. He was better at it than I was.
I started to cry, it was an instinct I was used to. Please stop. I don't want to die.
"Peter, let her go." A voice came from the doors leading to the look out. "You don't want to do this."
"Adam, I have to. This hunger, this feeling for more knowledge. With her power I can have more knowledge of how people work!" His hand hesitated while pointing at my skull. Then as I was getting light headed from my throat being crushed by Peter's powers, a little asain man popped in and popped out with me.
"Are you okay?" He spoke with a cute asian accent. I nodded then he spoke again. "We wait here for Kensei Takezo." Another asian man was there as well.
"I am Hiro Nakamura and this is my friend Ando Masahashi." I was a little weirded out.
"I'm Amarante Normina, but you can call me Amary." I turned to Ando, "So you got powers, eh?" He shook his head. "Oh that -"
"Takezo!" Hiro exclaimed as the man came from the building with Peter, now calmed down.
"You will be coming with me to the Company. I'm Adam Monroe. It is a pleasure to meet you Amarante." I almost fainted when I saw his eyes. Peter started to laugh, he was hearing my thoughts.
"It's a pleasure." I looked at Peter; he was suppressing a laugh.
"Alright you two, Amary and I have to get going. Hiro and Ando, are you coming?"
"What about Peter?"
"He's got stuff to do." We all linked hands and Hiro brought us to the Company.
"How's your mother?" Adam asked.
"She's been dead since I was nine. Gun to the head. Why do you ask that?"
"I knew her."
"Oh, really? I guess you're going to say you knew my father as well."
"I did. He was a great man."
"He was a horrible man. He left my mother and me when we needed him. She was suicidal for an entire year. Do you have any clue what that was like for me? Coming home and finding her depressed feelings comforting because that meant she was still alive. I hate my father. I never want to see him, ever."
"He wants to meet with you. He is right inside that door." He paused, "I understand you don't want to see him. I'll go in with you." He put his hand on mine.
"Please do. I know I need to face my demons, but I could use some help." I took in a nice deep breath and stood up with Adam at my side.
