Consider this my break from La Fleur De La Lumiere! This in the end will basically be a one-shot sized prologue to the multi-chaptered Heroes story I would like to pursue eventually. However, this can also be a stand-alone piece, so it's going by itself. The chapters will be extremely short, but it just feels better than putting all the parts together. Of course, reviews are always wonderful and appreciated!
Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes, or anything related to Heroes. Basically, if you recognize it, it doesn't belong to me. Also, this will contain eventual femmeslash, but nothing bad. If that isn't your thing, don't say I didn't warn you.
I. ANGER
Everything was red.
Anger filled my bones, reached to the very core of me, pumping from my heart and filling my body. My mind screamed for the outward release, I needed to do something! The screams and yells and harsh words around me faded out, overwhelmed by a loud ringing. Impossibly loud, I had to do something! Vision blurred by tears, by blood, I could see nothing but shapes. Shapes that were people, or animals, those had become one in the same. The ringing grew louder; I pulled my legs to my chest, trying to still the quaking in my joints. Nothing helped, it wasn't going away. I wanted it all to stop, I needed it to stop. I just had to do something! I stood, body hardly my own, my lips moved but no sound came out. I'd gathered their attention then, for once, for longer than ever before.
And I failed.
Reduced to a shuddering heap on the linoleum floor, cold attacking me despite the season. I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything but watch now as the red faded and colors returned. The gazelle had another shape, something that didn't belong. It hit the fierce lion with a crack louder than the ringing, like thunder, and the lion was no longer a lion. Its mighty body hit the ground, immobile. It didn't move, and nor did I. Another color melded with the lion, inching along the cool floor, before reaching my fingers. It was warm and slick, not unpleasant but unforgiving nonetheless. I twitched, gaze moving upwards. The gazelle looked down upon me with a lion's face. I couldn't move.
"Go to sleep, honey. When you wake up, everything will be okay…"