Chapter one
Savior
Claire laid in the bed and stared at the ceiling. She strained her ears to hear anything outside her door but there was nothing. Just the sound of her heart beat and her slow breathing. She didn't know how long she had been in here exactly, maybe a few months. With nothing but her thoughts to accompany her, she replayed what had happened.
Once she had leapt from that Ferris wheel, she had hoped that it would be alright. But minutes after jumping dark vans had pulled up and armed men jumped out. They began firing tranquilizer darts into the crowd and they didn't seem to care who they hit. She had watched as both Hiro and Ando took darts and fell to the ground. Several of the carnies had tried to run but they too had been gunned down. She had watched in horror as Peter took three darts before falling. Running she had tried to protect him but she had felt the darts hit her back and knew she wouldn't make it too him. She had landed face first in the dirt as the darkness took over her mind. The last thing she saw was Sylar running towards her while electricity ran all over his body. Then she slid into nothing.
When she came around she was here, strapped down in a bed with doctors looking over her. They had tested her limits of course. Seeing what she could and couldn't do. So far they hadn't found anything that couldn't heal. The doctors would smile at her and call her their little miracle. She had spat into their face and called them very rude names. She had been OK until the injections. The doctors had calmly informed her that they need to reconnect her pain receptors to help them with their research. At first she had been happy. That was what she wanted. Feeling pain was what made her human. But once it had started she hated herself for ever wishing for it. She had to be injected every few days or the pain would go away. And oh how she wished it would. When they cut her foot off she had felt as the blade went through her bone. When then cut her skin off she had screamed and cried, begging them to stop. But of course they hadn't. All she was to them was research. And now she was trapped here with no hope of escape.
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Kassy looked up at the huge building in front of her. On the outside it looked like a huge factory standing out in the middle of nowhere. But she knew what it was. She could feel them inside the gray building. She was currently disguised as an orderly who worked in the building, just getting to work a little late. The real orderly was of course tied up at his house. He hadn't been her first choice appearance wise being only 5'8 and balding. But she would go unnoticed once she entered and that was what she needed. Her people were in there. Though she didn't know any of them, they were like her and she wouldn't stand for them being rounded up and imprisoned like lab rats. She had used one her many abilities to find them and now that she had she wasn't leaving without them. Walking in she held up her identification card and the guard nodded, letting her through. The building had several stories and hundreds of rooms. She hoped that most of the prisoners were kept on the same floor. She just needed to figure out which floor that was. Getting on an elevator she stared at the buttons trying to decide which one was the correct one. Before she could pick one another man joined her in the elevator.
"Stanly." The man nodded.
She nodded back, wishing she knew this man's name.
"Which floor are you headed to?" He asked.
"I'm going to see the prisoners." She said, peaking at him out of the corner of her eye.
"Oh well that's just the floor below mine." He smiled, pushed the number six.
Kassy nodded and pushed five. The elevator rose too slowly for her liking. She didn't want to have to make conversation with the man beside her. She really would have liked to smash his head through the elevator door but she figured that wasn't subtle enough. She absently reached up to brush her long dark hair out of her face before remember she didn't currently have much hair. The elevator dinged and the doors slid open to reveal a long corridor. She stepped out and looked back once more at the other man. He smiled as the doors slid shut. She let out a shiver of revulsion. Turning back to the hallway she got back to her mission.
She chose the first door to her right and peered in. A man lay strapped to a metal table. Sliding her card on the pad, the door opened to let her in. Closing it behind her she observed the man. He had dark hair and thick eyebrows. Four I.V.s were hooked up to him, all dripping a tranquilizer into his system. She wondered what could possibly be so bad about him that he needed four I.V.s. Concentrating she used one of her abilities to freeze frame the camera. Running to him she pulled all four I.V.s out of his skin and began to undo the many straps holding his arms down. These people really didn't want him getting out. His eyes fluttered as he came to, looking around. When his eyes stopped on her he seemed to come out of the daze quicker. She had already undone his arms and was now working on his legs. But with a flick of his hand she was sent flying into the wall. She gave a small cry of surprise.
"What are you doing?" She shouted.
"Killing you." He said, as though it should be obvious.
"Don't be stupid" she glared "I'm getting you out of here."
He frowned "After relishing in my torture for these past few months why would you do that?"
"Oh, right." She said looking down at herself. She had forgotten what she looked like. "I'm not actually this guy. I'm a shape shifter and I broke into this place to get you all out. The real guy is tied up at his house with a pretty bad concussion."
She stared at him realizing that she sounded crazy and he wasn't going to believe her. But to her surprise he did. She slid to ground and helped finish untying his legs.
"We have to hurry. I froze the image on the camera but any minute now they are going to come and check on you."
He nodded and followed her into the hallway.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Sylar."
She raised her eyebrows. Weird name. Just then a scream came from far off somewhere. Sylar froze and looked in the direction the scream had come from.
"Claire." He said quietly.
He obviously knew whoever had screamed. She didn't want to know how he knew what her scream sounded like. He began to walk in the direction it had come from. She grabbed his arm to stop him.
"Wait, you have to help me get the others out."
He turned and gave her a look that would make anybody else run in fear. But she wasn't just anybody. She raised her eyebrows in a challenging manner. He seemed to decide that fighting her wasn't in his best interest so he looked around the hallway. He walked to a door and pointed to the name on the board beside it.
"Him, he will help you."
"Hiro Nakamura." She read out loud.
They both heard the same scream from somewhere in the distance and with that he was gone, running down the hall. She turned back to the door and sighed. Going in she saw a small Asian man lying hooked up to tubes. She quickly pulled those out and unstrapped him. Just then she heard shouts from down the hall. Crap! She shook the man trying to wake him. His eyes fluttered open and stared at her.
"Hurry, we have to go! Men are coming!" she shouted, shaking him just then the door burst open and men began to run in. Then everything stopped. The men stood with their guns partially raised and their faces frozen in random expressions. She looked back at the man and he smiled at her. A time stopper. Well he could be useful.
"Come on." She urged. "We have to get you and all the other prisoners out of here."
He nodded and stood.
"Your name is Hiro?" she asked.
He nodded again "Yes, and what is your name?"
"Kassy."
He stared at her for a moment before saying slowly "That is a good name."
She couldn't help but let out a small laugh. It had been a while since she had laugh. They maneuvered around the men and back into the hall way. They went to each room and pulled the tubes out of each prisoner and untied them. Each time Hiro unfroze and then quickly refroze time while holding the persons hand so that they could move freely with them. Soon they had a very large group of people following them. They guards that had run into Hiro's room where barely turning back to the hall. The next room they went to was for a man named Mohinder.
"Doctor Suresh." Hiro exclaimed.
They did the same thing with him as they had done with all the others. Only this time Hiro leaned in too close as Mohinder woke up. With a cry a surprise Mohinder struck out with his arm. This sent Hiro back into the wall, knocking him unconscious.
"Great!" she cried. "He was our best shot at getting out of here."
"Hiro!" Mohinder cried, leaping from his bed.
"He's fine, just knocked out." She frowned.
There was a shout from down the hall.
"Crap, the guards are coming! Carry him."
He scooped Hiro up and threw him over his shoulder like it was nothing.
"But what's going on?" he asked, following her out of the room.
"This is a jail break."
"But who are you?" he frowned
"Your hero." She said with a flirtatious wink.
For a moment she didn't understand the look her gave her until she once again realized she was a short balding man. She was going to have to drop this disguise soon. It was really getting on her nerves. The crowd followed her down the hall at a fast rate until someone cried out for them to stop. It was a telepath named Matt Parkman.
"Peter's in here! We have to get him out."
At the mention of his name several of the people in the crowd seemed to get more hopeful. Whoever this Peter guy was he was obviously important. Kassy tossed Matt her key card and he ran into the room. Just then there shouts from down the hall, she knew they were coming. Several of the people in the group took off down the hall in the opposite direction, but several others stayed put. She wasn't sure whether this was for this Peter or because they were counting on her to get them out. Mohinder stood with Hiro on his shoulder looking worriedly down the hall. Beside them were people she had just been introduced to. The tall blonde was Tracy and the curly haired boy was Micah. A little girl clung to Mohinder whose name was Molly and behind her was a dark skinned man who Matt had simply called The Haitian. A deaf woman named Emma had her eyes leaping from person to person as though she didn't want to miss anything. There was another Asian man whose name was Ando and another with a thick accent named Edgar. There were many others still there, clinging to each other for support. They all stared down the hall as the shouts became louder. Several people stepped forward as though to protect the rest, but she moved to the front. It was her turn to kill as many of these bastards as she could.
She felt one her powers that she had repressed for a long time quiver to the surface. She didn't like using this power because of the headache it gave her but right now it would be useful.
"Step back." She said to the others. They did as they were told. The air in front of her began to quiver. The men that came around the corner at that moment had no clue what they were stepping into. The moment their bodies came in contact with the air in front of them they disintegrated into nothing. The five men were gone. She turned back to the others who all seemed to be a little more frightened of her now. They looked even more frightened when she gave them a pleased smile.