Authors Note: This is a story that I actually started for a community on LJ, but I thought I might as well start posting it here. Currently, I have no Beta for it and there are most likely errors, so I would love love love if someone would like to beta for me!
Chapter 1:
Living the Quiet Life
Ancel was a watcher, that's what he did; he watched and he watched well. Everyone who was anyone in this war of "heroes" and "villains" was a victim of his incredible, absorbent mind. While he himself was Switzerland, he did like to mess around with each side of this battle; a few false facts to Peter Petrelli, a couple wrong directions to Sylar and Ancel had his entertainment for the next week.
It helped to have an Encyclopedia for a brain, though he wasn't sure where it came from. One day he couldn't pass a History test, but one eclipse later and he could recite the entire first edition Webster's Dictionary backwards and forwards with no fail. He ended up graduating high school a year early. That's when he went after extra-ordinary people like him. A man who was completely radioactive, a real-live Dr. Jekyll, a girl who could shoot million bolt strings of electricity from her perfectly manicured fingertips, a psycho who had many powers and a need to telekinetically saw people open, and a cheerleader who could heal herself; he knew everything about them without ever meeting them.
But they interested him to no end, they were so concerned with themselves that they didn't see the world he did; the real world, one above all of those human emotions and desires. He claimed to be beyond typical human behavior and feelings, except a burning curiosity to know more, to fill in those rare blanks in his mind. Blanks like Lyle Bennet.
Every time Ancel tried to find the cheerleaders little brother in his mind, all he got was a shooting pain and a splitting headache. So he decided that he would fill in those gaps himself, spending many nights watching the Bennet household from the Smiths roof (located conveniently across the street) with a pair of binoculars. Tonight was one of those nights.
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Ancel sat silently, feet swinging over the shingles, iPod blaring into his ears, and mouth sucking on a lollipop as he peered into Lyle's dark bedroom. He was content with his spot and hadn't even noticed the hours fly by, before he knew it Lyle's alarm clock was waking him for school. Ancel knew it was time to move.
The small brunette packed his stuff away into a tiny backpack then clutched the edge of the roof so he could swing himself around, resulting in his hanging from the shingles. It was a small drop to the ground and then another short walk across the street to the white picket fence that guarded the Bennett's household. He easily slipped over it and into the backyard, where he proceeded to climb up the drainpipe to sister Claire's bedroom. Quietly as he could he opened the window and stepped inside, grateful that the cheerleader was off at college.
A quick decision was made and Ancel parked himself on Claire-Bear's bed, pulling out his iPod again. Waiting patiently was a lot harder then he originally thought, it didn't take long for him to start rummaging through doors while listening to Lyle take a shower in the room over. Humming softly he pulled out a picture of her family from what was obviously years ago. He chuckled at the image of an innocent cheerleader and her rosy-cheeked little brother standing in front of what appeared to be a happily married couple; it was ironic how much their lives had turned around. And yet, Ancel found himself wishing that he had been able to experience something like what they had.
His thoughts were interrupted by the shower turning off and soft footsteps padding across the floor. The thudding of his heart seemed to speed up and his anticipation grew. Ancel had to remind himself that he was not here to see Lyle, he was here to wait until the teen left and then rummage through his room. He was having a hard time with that.
Sorry for how short this is, the others are going to get progressivley longer...I hope. And remember, I need a Beta! *pouts* please....