This is the first in a series of 100 unrelated oneshots about Matt, for lj's 100heroesfics. Update may be sporadic at best.
First up, #76, Who?
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Who am I?
I'm tired of running away from the lives I've created.
I remember a time when my life was normal, when I was just a nobody cop living in LA, directing traffic ten feet away from a murder, my job to keep people away from the yellow tape, never to go behind it. Back then I had a wife, someone who loved me, despite my mundane job and life. We were going to have a baby together, we had created a life that was ours to care for and nurture. And then this happened. Someone stuck evolution on fast forward. My wife had cheated on me, and worse, I found out about it in the worst possible way. I left, running away from my life, creating a new persona. I was still Matt Parkman, but a new Matt Parkman. No longer a married man, a husband, a father, I fought to save the world and took four bullets to the chest on Kirby Plaza.
Again, I worked hard to rebuild my life after the shooting, becoming a detective with the NYPD, taking guardianship of Molly Walker, living in an apartment with Mohinder Suresh to look after her, to keep her safe. I became a family man once again; I became a father of sorts.
And then I met Daphne, and my life changed again, for the better, I thought, until I watched her die in the future and watched her die in the present.
I took on a new mission, accepting my fate as a nameless assassin. Until I found my son, Matt Parkman Junior, and in him I found my identity.
Who am I? I am Matt Parkman, for better or for worse, in life and death, until I'm old and grey. I am a mind reader, I can find out your deepest darkest secrets. I am a future teller, I can pait the end of the world and the start of a new one.
Who am I? I'm me.
