Authors Note: First fan fiction ever so sorry if its awful. Some characters are a little OC and I've added a few of my own to make it more interesting :P Not sure when this happens- probs just after season 1 but halfway through season 2 :S I really don't know anyway read on and enjoy :D

Disclaimer: If I owned Heroes I would be a very happy rich person and not someone that writes fan fictions :P You have been warned

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"I am not sure exactly what you meant by it," Hiro Nakamura sighed, the sound buzzing over the phone line "All you said was that I was to tell you to save the child. You didn't say anything else..."

Peter groaned inwardly and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"That's it?" he said already knowing the answer "No hint as to why I should do it?"

"The usual I guess," the Japanese man said

"Save the world.." they both said in usion and laughed; although Peter only did it half heartedly, too busy wondering how exactly he was going to do this.

"Do I get a name at least?"

"Oh yeah, " Hiro said like he'd forgotten, though he probably had "The boys name is James, James Morton"

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Peter Petrelli slammed down the lid of his laptop with such force that the whole desk shook. He had been on it for hours now and found nothing to do with this boy at all; there was no record of him anywhere. The only way he could possibly get to this information was through hacking and he wasn't too keen on the idea of police at his door.

He looked around the room gloomily, it was dull and not to his taste but it was all he had. The walls were bare and grimmy and the floor was in a good need of a clean; but no one had been home for months. He had just ran in to collect some clothes when he had thought to check his answering machine. Most of the messages were from his brother and mother, trying to contact him and find out where he was; those he deleted. He was just about to leave when a message from Hiro Nakamura had come on, telling him about how he must save the world yet again.

The last time the message was 'save the cheerleader- save the world' but now it was 'save some random kid'; great, he thought, I even had more to go on last time and that wasn't much.

With a sigh he opened up the laptop again and scrolled through the millions of outcomes he had found on the internet search engine, none of which were very helpful. In the end his finger carried on moving but his eyes stayed still on the screen as he thought. Then he suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Very quickly he jumped to his feet and to the phone, where he quickly dialed a number. It rang about twice before being picked up.

"Hello?" A cultured voice asked, of course his number was witheld and their would be no contact come up on the mans moblie.

"Mr Bennet?" Peter said quickly "This is Peter Petrelli, I need your help"

At first the man was silent and he had the horrible feeling that he had gone away or put down the phone but then he answered.

"Peter?" Noah Bennet said hoarsely "It's very dangerous of you to phone me-"

"I know," he said quickly "But I need to ask you something; you worked for the company didn't you?"

"Yes I-"

"And you know most of the people who were being monitered by them right?"

"I don't see where this is going," Mr Bennet said and his voice sounded confused "What do you want to know?"

"Were the company after, or did they have an James Morton?" Peter asked getting straight to the point. He heard Noah gasp on the other end and he was silent again for a second.

"How do you know about him?" He asked quietly like he was afraid of being overheard "Thats classified information!"

"I have to save him." Peter said flawlessly "Just like I did with Claire- he's in danger. Sylar-"

"Sylar has been detained Peter you know that" Mr Bennet snapped suddenly angry "And even if he hadn't there is no way that he could get to James"

"Just like there was no way he could get to Claire?" Peter snarled in defense and the man on the other end went silent, totally stumped on that one. He knew he had touched a nerve.

"Listen," he started more quietly now "I have to do this. If I don't... Well whatever power that boy has it will do no good in the hands of someone like Sylar. All I need to know is where to find him so I can save him..."

Mr Bennet was quiet while he thought it out.

"Where are you?" he asked

"W-what?" Peter said put off

"Where are you now?" Noah repeated more forcefully this time "Where are you calling from?"

"My appartment..." He answered slowly "W-why-?"

"I'll be there in five" he said "And then we can talk properly, face to face"

And with that he put down the phone leaving Peter looking at the reciever dumbly. He hadn't even got his answers, maybe that excuse was just so that he didn't have to give them to him but he doubted it. Peter had saved Bennets daughters life many times; it was the least he owed him to give him some answers.

However much he doubted Mr Bennet, there was a suprising knock at the front door after about five minutes; just like he had said. Peter rushed to the door and flung it open to reveal a tall man wearing horn rimmed glasses and a suit, making him very concious of the tattered pants and top he was wearing. Without a word, he pushed his way into the appartment and Peter shut the door behind him; turning to see Noah standing awkwardly in the middle of the room, his sombre clothes contrasting with the room in general.

"What makes you feel that James is in danger?" were his first words

"Hiro Nakamura said that I came to him to tell him that I must save him" Peter said remaining standing by the door. "If thats not reason enough.."

Mr Bennet shook his head and finally sat down on the sofa, remaining perched on the edge like he was going to run at any moment.

"What do you want to know..?"

"Where he is would be good" Peter answered stepping closer but not still not taking a seat.

"He's in the New York company detention centre" was his simple answer. It threw him off a little because it was so direct, he had expected to have to make him tell him. "Its on the south side; I was on my way there myself..."

"But you don't work for the company anymore" Peter said quickly feeling like he had missed something "Why-?"

"I have to pick up something; paper work and such" Bennet said offhandly but he could tell it was something more; yet he let it drop.

"So this boy..." he said slowly "What can he do? Whats his power?"

Mr Bennet suddenly laughed, although it was very quiet to start with but got louder.

"We don't know!"

"What?!" Peter said appaled "How can you not know what power he has? You have him locked up!"

"All we know is that he has power, thats all" Noah said, and he wasn't laughing anymore "It didn't start when all of yours did; he's been in there for quite a while..."

"How long?" he asked not liking how this was going. The bespecteled man galnced up at him.

"About three years" he admitted "and he's just about near his thirteenth birthday"

Peter stood in shock, fury welling up in his stomach; the company just seemed to get worse. How could they do that to a child? What about his parents, what horrors had they gone through?

Mr Bennet watched him curiously for a second before speaking

"He has no parents." He said simiply as though he could read his mind "We took him from an orphange. He wasn't missed"

Peter seemed unable to speak for a second, the words refusing to form themselves. Somehow he managed to snarl:

"Well he'd be better off with me then if thats the case" He knew what the company was capable of; what they did to people like him, those who were special. Bennet half nodded as though he wasn't sure but part of his agreed with what he had said.

"Then I'll take you there"

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Authors Note: Thanks for reading the first chapter :D Really great if you could please comment. I promise that thinkgs get a little more interesting in the nest few chapters! We see Sylar and the other characters doing what they do best :)!