Heroes Generations
Volume 1: New Beginnings
Author's Notes: Heroes, its ideas and characters are owned by Tim Kring and NBC. The rest of the fictional characters and places, plots and the rest are mine. This fic also takes place in February 2009, since the Heroes 'Universe' as of the moment is still in the year 2007
Just recently, a seemingly ordinary group of individuals discovered that they were gifted beyond the norm and together they saved the world countless of times and in recent days, more and more people began to unravel their places in the world of evolution. This is just a part of their story that would lead up to saving the world once more. This is Volume One of their journeys. This is New Beginnings.
A British man can be heard as the scene plays out:
(Why are we here? What is our purpose? Is God real?)
A brown haired and handsome teenager was seen walking on the streets of a subdivision. The man looked around and he saw unfamiliar faces jogging up and about the street.
(These are questions that can never be answered unless we cross the thin veil between life and death. It is man's ability to have choices and to think rationally is what separates us from the lower life forms surrounding us. But it seems that in our world today, not all of us seem to be using their brains to solve even the simplest of problems?)
He heard an explosion and a beautiful brunette ran toward him. She took his hand and pointed to a burning house. Both of them ran towards the house and they saw two men wearing black suits getting out of a black car.
(Have we all gone mad by living in this cruel world? Have we given up hope in waiting for the coming of the savior? Will it just end there? This world's problems such as political graft and corruption, murderers, selfishness are just cancers to our society. We can't remove it, we can't stop it and there is simply no cure for it. It's hardwired into the building blocks of civilization, but it doesn't mean we can't fight it)
Both men walked towards the house and the burning house suddenly vanished to rubble when they looked at the young man and his companion. The companion shouted something inaudible to the young man, who turned around to see the brunette to be missing. He looked back at the mysterious men, who gestured that the young man must look back once more.
(Not in the literal sense, but we can try our best to limit it. What we just need are catalysts, catalysts that will stand up for change and who will try their best to make this teeny tiny planet a better place for future generations. And when all of that is done, it is only then where we can find our centers to find the answers to all of our questions.)
The young man looked back once more and he saw a metallic hand which threw him to a wall. The two men take out their guns and aim it at the young man as the metallic hand reappeared once more and choked the young man, who closed his eyes and began to shout and everything became dark.
Episode 1: Jumpstart
The young man suddenly woke up in such a fashion that all the students around the classroom looked at him.
"Okay you lot. Turn your books to page 56 and we'll go straight to the bard himself. William Shakespeare," a blonde haired man said in an Estuary accent. The man is 6 feet in height and he is seen wearing a cream colored suit with matching cream colored pants. He took out a book and stood in front of a desk, which is in front of a class composed of twenty students, "Now before we do that, I would like to know from Mr. Kyle Davison here on why oh why are you sleeping in my class for the 3rd time? You know that this event is considered an offense. Minor as it may be, but it will be taken into consideration by the school's guidance counselor. Is there any particular reason for me to stop from doing so?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Logan," Kyle said to the teacher sincerely, "It's just been a bit hectic really with all the stuff that's been going on."
"I see," Logan said as he thought a bit and he pointed his book at Kyle, "You won't mind of staying after class do you? I'd like to sort things out before I decide on filing a report to the office"
"Consider it done sir," Kyle replied gladly as the teacher placed the book on the desk and he clapped his hands to gain the attention of the whole class.
"Now all of that said let's continue on with the lesson shall we?" Logan said as he began walking around the class, "William Shakespeare is one of the literary geniuses of our time. He is a great playwright and he's also one man who knows his ways with words. He also the poet who introduced sonnets to the literary world.. What is a sonnet then? A sonnet is a poem. Written in fourteen lines and two of which must form a rhyming couplet. Understood?"
The class nodded in understanding and Logan continued to discuss the lesson.
Raito Masahashi, Tokyo, Japan
A red haired Asian wearing a red long sleeved shirt and blue jeans is seen sitting on a bench in a park. Out of the blue, a man in a tuxedo and a bowler hat approached the red haired man and he asked in Japanese, "Are you sure you can do this boy?"
"Oh not this time again Kishimoto-san," Raito replied in Japanese as he ruffled his hair in annoyance, "You know how this works right? You give me the figures, I give you the right choice and then voila! And ka-boom! End of business."
"Hai," Kishimoto said in defeat as he handed Raito a copy of the morning paper.
Raito took the newspaper eagerly and he turned the page to the business reports and stuff. Raito's black eyes glowed red for awhile and it returned back to normal as Kaito closed the newspaper, "Yamagato Industries are down by 8 percent, but I'd say that it's just a minor setback or something. By next week, that 8 percent will be gone as if you'd had a night of some bad waffles and you'll be a millionaire in no time."
"You sure?" Kishimoto asked as he took the newspaper from Raito and he took out a small brown envelope.
"If I was then we wouldn't be talking right now eh," Raito replied to Kishimoto in an annoyed voice, "Now can I have it now?"
"Sure," Kishimoto said as he handed over the envelope to Raito, who opened it and checked it a bit.
Raito smiled at Kishimoto and he saluted the elder man, "It's nice doing business with you Kishimoto-san."
Kishimoto just nodded as Raito began to walk away with a large grin on his face.
Chris Nord and Rudolf Hawkins, Los Angeles, California
"I'd say I'd go for it," a brown haired man wearing a black jacket over a purple shirt and black pants said as he sat on the table wherein a black man was eating.
"What'cha sayin' man?" a shorter black man answered as he took a bite of his taco, "No point of buyin Kobe boy's new shoes this weekend. You play damn well enough with those Converse All Star low cuts of yours."
"I do, but I'd like to get the feel of playing using low cut basketball shoes you get my meaning?" the man said with a grin as he began to eat the nachos on his plate, "It's a lot better than those ballet shoes of yours."
"That ballet shoes you're talking about is my lucky Addidas Gym Shoes and those same shoes are the same shoes I use when I run," the man said when the brown haired Caucasian stopped from eating.
"You still in that crew of Derrick?" the man asked his friend in a questioning voice, "Oh cmon Rude! I thought you got out of that life man. You're going to get killed off one of these days."
"I still have my lucky shoes Chris," Rudolf defended his job.
"But what if your luck runs out and I'll come in with my teammates to bust you and your crew up?" Chris asked Rudolf, "I keep on covering up for you and helping you to keep your butt out of bars Rude."
"And for that I'm grateful man. I just need some adjustments to do," Rudolf said when his phone beeped a bit.
"But you better get out of it as fast as you can. When that day comes, I can't let friendship be above my job man. I'm sorry, but we gotta do this as professionals," Chris warned his friend.
"Well thanks for the tacos man. I gotta roll," Rudolf said as he left Chris, who sighed and began finishing his nachos.
Kyle Davison, Union Wells High, Odessa, Texas
The school bell was heard and the students of a certain high school in Odessa, Texas began to get outside of their classrooms.
Kyle can be seen putting some books in his locker as more and more students began filing out of their classrooms. A blonde haired Caucasian walked beside Kyle and he said, "Strike three with Mr. Logan today huh. That's gotta hurt. Why you keep sleeping in class anyway? Family problems?"
"No Mike," Kyle said as he closed his locker, "It's just I've been having these extra-ordinary dreams lately. Too extra-ordinary in fact."
"Well you've got to get your act straight cuz here goes the bomb and looks like he's got some chicas," Mike said as he left Kyle's side just in time for Kyle to see Mr. Logan is approaching with a beautiful brunette by his side.
"She looks familiar, but it can't be" Kyle muttered as he eyed the brunette
"Kyle," Mr. Logan simply said.
"Yes Mr. Logan?" Kyle said as he crossed his arms a bit and leaned on the locker.
"Kyle she is Gianne Elysse Averia. She's a newcomer to the school and since you hit the jackpot in class earlier, I'm assigning you to be,"
"Her tour guide," Kyle finished his teacher's statement.
"Yes and I also want you to assist her in classes just for her to keep up with our current lessons as of the moment to make up for your recent…hobby," Mr. Logan told Kyle sternly.
"Consider it done sir," Kyle said in a business-like manner.
"Then it's settle then," Mr. Logan said as he looked at Gianne, "If you would excuse me young lady, I believe that I have some other matters to deal with. I leave you in the hands of one of our best students."
"I think that's an overstatement," Kyle said with a British accent.
"Right…and you still need to work on that accent though," Mr. Logan said as he left the two alone.
"Uhm..." Kyle said as he looked at the petite brunette in front of him and he tried to grin, "I don't really know how to start up this tour."
Gianne smiled a bit and she said, "Let's start saying Hi I suppose."
"Hi Gianne," Kyle said with a smile.
"Hi…uhm I'm sorry I didn't catch your name," Gianne said when Kyle said, "Name's Kyle. Kyle Davison."
"It's nice to meet you Kyle," Gianne said with a smile.
"So let's start the tour then shall we?" Kyle said as he gestured for her to go first, "Ladies first I'd say."
Gianne laughed and both of them began to walk around the school.
Outside the school, a black car was parked and two men are seen getting out of the car and both of them wore shades. One of them was a Caucasian while the other one was an African-American.
The Caucasian man took out his phone and he said, "We're here sir. No problem then. We'll follow him on the way home then."
Elizabeth Swan, New York
A beautiful woman was seen running through the streets of New York and she went in to the next alleyway she could see. Two men were seen following her and they manage to corner her in an alleyway.
"Elizabeth Swann," a man wearing a brown suit said. The man has graying hair and he took another step near her, "There's no need to panic. We only want you to come with us so we'll be able to help you."
"Help me? You killed my patient Mister," Elizabeth as she backed up against the wall behind her.
"He was a dangerous man mademoiselle. A very very dangerous man in fact and we did what was best in order to keep him from harming others," the man explained.
"Dangerous? He's paralyzed and he can only talk to others using his mind!" Elizabeth retorted.
"And that is what made him dangerous," the man said as both men began to approach her, "Telepathy is such a dangerous and strong ability that it can be used to control you as if you were a puppet miss. It starts with mind reading, but it develops into something worse. If that would happen, then everyone will be in grave danger."
"Who are you to even judge that?" Elizabeth said as tears began to form in her eyes.
"We are agents who are tasked to help people who are special just like you Ms. Swann," the man said as his bald companion ran towards Elizabeth and began hugging her. Elizabeth squirmed and protested, "Get off me you pervert!"
Elizabeth's face became contorted in pain and she began to gasp for breath.
"Ms. Swann. My friend here is who we call the Constrictor and just like the Boa Constrictor, the harder you resist against him, the tighter goes his hug unless he crushes you entirely," the man explained as Elizabeth collapsed to the ground. The man took out a phone and he said, "We've got the empath. I'll be coming shortly."
The man looked at his partner and he said, "We're flying back to Odessa."
Raito Masahashi, Tokyo, Japan
Raito entered his apartment and he began packing his things. Raito heard footsteps and he saw a familiar face he never expected.
"Ando nii-chan," Raito muttered under his breath.
"Where are you going Raito?" Ando asked his brother in their native dialect.
"America," Raito said, "I'm off to find my destiny as a hero."
"What destiny? You're going nowhere Raito except school," Ando told his brother, whose eyes glowed orange and he appeared behind his big brother with his bags packed.
"You can't stop me big brother. I run very very fast," Raito told his big brother, whose hands have red sparks in them.
"I'm sorry Raito," Ando said when he turned around to send a red beam of energy that hit the walls and Ando ran out to the doorway only to discover that his brother was gone in a flash.
Michael Waltfield, Union Wells High
The school bell rang and students began filing out of Union Wells High. The blonde haired high school jock saw his buddy Kyle and he approached him, "So Kyle you up for tonight?"
"Sorry Mike. I promised Gianne I'd drive her home," Kyle apologized.
"Looks like you man has got yourself a girlfriend," Michael teased his friend, "If you need some tips, just ask doctor love here."
Kyle laughed a bit and he saw Gianne get out of the school gates, "Well there she is man gotta go."
"Get 'em Tiger," Michael said with a laugh as he walked towards his Ford Escape and he drove off the school not knowing that a black Mercedes was following his car.
Rudolf Hawkins, Los Angeles
Rudolf got inside a warehouse and there were several men surrounding a table.
"At last the man we're all waitin' for," a brown haired man said as he approached Rude and handed him a pistol, "Remember our man Paul?"
"Yeah I remember him," Rudolf replied as he took the gun, "Our informant right?"
"You got that right and now he got new intel for us," the man said as he approached the desk and there was a laptop on it and a lot of guns, "Now our main man gave us the location of a shipment of them gadgets. iPods, iPhones, and Apple Laptops anything that is made by Apple is in a shipment container by the Port of LA."
"But that's suicide Derrick," one man said, "Place is gotta be heavy with security."
"Nuh uh uh!" Derrick said as he opened showed the laptop to group, "You see there is a map of the container ships. Our informant Paul promised us one of them containers if we help in this massive heist."
"Massive heist?" Rudolf asked, "You mean our crew ain't the only one going to strike there."
"Exactly," Derrick informed the group, "He's got like 15 crews and 5 gangs to help out in this with one purpose: to show the Terminator's excuse of a governor that he ain't doing his job. He also said he'll handle most of the security."
"That's it? Paul must be a nutjob for doin' all this just for show," one of the men commented.
"I don't care whatever his purpose is, but as long as we profit we do this," Derrick said as he loaded the guns into the van nearby.
Rudolf looked in deep thought as he looked at his gun when Derrick snapped his fingers, "Anythin wrong with the plan Rude?"
"No it's cool man. It's cool, but I think I should sit this baby out. I mean minus the security and the ease of access to the area. I think you guys can do this pretty well," Rudolf said as the other men nodded.
Derrick laughed and all of them laughed too. Derrick pulled out a gun and he said, "You working with another crew?"
"No man!" Rudolf said defensively, "Put down the gun man it ain't cool."
"No I'll tell you what ain't cool Rude!" Derrick said as he slammed Rudolf to a wall, "It ain't gonna be cool when I learn you betrayed us. It'll only take one bullet brother."
"No Derrick. I'm still with you man. We're cool and I'm in," Rudolf assured Derrick, who let him go.
"That's good to know man," Derrick said in relief, "Now get 'em guns on the van."
"Sure…sure," Rudolf said as he looked at the gun at his hand and he was surprised to see that was kind of bent.
Rudolf threw the gun away in surprise and he went to the table to help in loading the guns.
Michael Waltfield, Odessa, Texas
Michael parked his car by the driveway of his house and he saw the black car following him earlier stopped nearby.
Michael locked his car and he walked towards the black Mercedes and he said, "Don't you think I haven't seen you guys follow me around. Now tell me why are you following me?"
Two black suited men exited the car and one of them said, "Mr. Waltfield. Thank you for making this quite easy for us."
"What do you mean by easy?" Michael asked out in confusion.
"Well it would be quite easy for us to talk to you about a certain special ability of yours," the other man answered.
"Special ability? I don't know what you are talking about," Michael said as he began to walk away when one of the men grabbed his arm.
"We know that you've been playing with fire," one of the man said when Michael pushed him to the ground and he sent red burning flames to the fallen man, who melted into water.
"I don't think you can burn my partner here Mr. Waltfield. Because you see, he's like you, but he plays with water instead of fire," the man explained as Michael ran back into his house and he locked it.
The Caucasian man who melted to water reformed back into human form and he asked his Black American partner, ""Do we have permission to engage?"
"We do have John," the man said to his partner.
"Then let's go in then," the man said as he melted into water as his partner drew out a gun.
Kyle Davison and Gianne Averia, Odessa, Texas
"I've had a great time Kyle," Gianne said as Kyle helped her get out of his customized '93 Nissan Skyline.
"I'm glad you had," Kyle said with a smile, "Shall we?"
Kyle walked Gianne to the doorway of her house and he said, "Well I guess this is goodbye then."
"Not yet goodbye," Gianne said with a smile and she kissed Kyle on his cheek, "There's still a long night ahead you know. Call me okay?"
"Sure," Kyle said as Gianne went into the house. Kyle pumped his fist into the air in victory when his phone rang. Kyle took out his phone and he said, "Mikey look I'm sorry for ditching out on you man."
"Look it's not that Kyle. There are freaky MIB guys outside my house and I need your help man. Call 911 or something," Michael said frantically on the phone when Kyle heard a door being smashed from the other end of the line.
"Michael what's happening?" Kyle asked Michael when the phone lines went dead.
Kyle rushed to his car and drove off at top speed to arrive at his friend's house.
After a few minutes, Kyle arrived at Michael's street and he saw that his friend's house was burning and there were three men putting a cuffed Michael into the car.
Kyle got out of his car and rushed to the scene when one of the men approached Kyle, who looked in surprise.
"Dad! What are you doing here? They are taking Michael away!" Kyle said as the men began to approach Kyle's dad.
"Mr. Davison shall we subdue him?" one of the men asked.
"Not now Ray," Kyle's father said, "Not until he manifests."
"Manifests what dad?" Kyle said as he walked towards the black car when his father stopped him.
"I won't let you do this Kyle. You have absolutely no idea of what is taking place here," Kyle's dad said to his son sternly.
"You are kidnapping my best friend dad now let me go," Kyle said as he broke away from his father's grip. Kyle began to run towards the black car when a metallic hand grabbed Kyle's shoulder and it threw him towards his Nissan Skyline.
Kyle gasped in pain and he saw one of his father's arms was covered in metal, "You…this can't be…"
"I'm sorry son, but I have to do this," Mr. Davison said as he walked towards his son and choked him with the metallic arm, "I'm sorry son…"
Kyle's vision was slowly getting dark when Kyle's held his father's hand and he looked into his eyes and shouted. Mr. Davison was suddenly repelled by an invisible force field and he was crashed to the ground in a loud thud.
"Mr. Davison!" both men exclaimed as they ran to their boss.
"Looks like he takes off from his mother," Mr. Davison said as Kyle fainted to the ground, "I'm fine. There's no need to fuss about me. Just bag and tag him and get him out of my sight you here me!"
"Yes sir," both men said as they loaded the unconscious Kyle into the car and they drove off and left Mr. Davison standing idly by the burning house.
The voice of a British man can be heard as the scene plays out:
(This quest, this need to solve life's mysteries—in the end, what does it matter when the human heart can only find meaning in the smallest of moments?)
Mr. Logan is seen checking the last of the stack of papers on top of his desk. He looked at his watch and he stood up from his desk and he left the room.
(They're here—among us. In the shadows, in the light, everywhere.)
Raito Masahashi walked inside the airplane and he smiled at the stewardess in front of him. Raito then headed to his seat within the airplane without knowing his older brother Ando and a friend of his is just a couple of seats back behind him.
(Do they even know yet? For all his bluster, it is the sad providence of man that he cannot choose his triumph.)
Rudolf knocked out a guard and he whistled for his crew to come to him. Derrick patted Rudolf's shoulder and he gestured for his companions to crack open the shipping container.
(He can only choose how he will stand when the call of destiny comes,)
Chris Nord is sitting inside of a van with his SWAT team alongside him. Chris loads up his automatic rifle and the van stopped. Chris heard someone tapping the van and they opened the van's door and filed out of it.
(Hoping that he will have the courage to answer.)
Kyle woke up tied up on a chair with an I.V. line in his right arm. He looked around to see Michael and an unfamiliar woman in the room in the same situation as he is.
"Kyle at last you're awake," Michael said.
"What's going on here Mikey? Why am I here?" Kyle asked his friend when the door suddenly opened as Mr. Davison entered the room.
"Because you three have special talents that we want to help you with," Mr. Davison said as he eyed his son, "Especially you son, you take off after your mother."
"I don't know what you mean, but I'll make you pay for everything you've done! Mom leaving us and now this!" Kyle said in anger.
"Son. Until you change that attitude of yours, you're grounded," Mr. Davison said as he left the room and the lights of the room went out.
Author's Notes: This is my first try on a fanfiction and I hope you guys enjoyed reading this the same way I did. I plan to have a weekly release of the episodes of this revised new Heroes with the show's characters and new characters of mine coming together to stop a new threat. The storyline of this fic might go hand in hand with Heroes Fugitives at some point in time, but now I'm still planning on it. For Kristen Bell fans, Elle didn't die under the hands of Sylar like in the show, though Maya and Monica Dawson are dead here.
Stay tuned to Heroes Generations and till next time then!