Heroes after the Thunderstorm
Prologue: New Beginnings
Life, what is the meaning of life. War, bombs, exploding men, But what happens when things really do go wrong. What would you do if all the loved ones around you began to disappear, die, just like that? We all come to an end at one time in our life's, but how early or late that is depends on fate. Fate, fate, what is fate. A man shooting you down because you're special, that's not fate, being discriminated because you're unique that's not fate. Crossing the road and getting hit by a car, that's fate. The world is filled with evil people, evil dictators each one of them. Whether they kill for fun or kill for something they want from you, it doesn't matter, there still murderers. But do they die, their fate lies in no ones hands. Why do the most good people in the world die first , shouldn't it be them , the villains in the once good and pure world, be the first ones to end their life's, after ending so many other peoples.
More to the point, what would you do if you were the only one left in your family? Everyone else dead around you, even your closest siblings are dead, gone into space. Would you call yourself special because you were left or special because that's what you born to be? Would you be next? Could you stop the one person that has caused so much destruction to your family, not just your family everyone's family? Or would you just sit their waiting for it to happen, this isn't fate it's called murder. Shit happens, it's a well known fact, but can anymore shit happen to one person, one very unique person. How can you not think about this, all your family killed by one man, you know you're next? You can't just sit here and wait for your funeral you need to do something. Are you any different then any old guy in the street? Yes. Not all hope is lost; you're not alone in the world. Gain friends, make enemies, do anything to kill the one man that has caused devastation to the whole world, and still doing so now. So you have power, a strange ability, power isn't everything, you deserve it, you all of people. We don't all need power; we don't have a choice in it. A godly being, beyond the human species decides. One man shouldn't have too much power, strange abilities are not meant to be passed around. If you think you're strange now, you have a long road ahead of you.
Afraid, scared you should be its lots to take in. Remember faces; trust no one except those like you. You will meet help along the way but be weary. Remember the one name that rings in your ears when you have a spare thought. He will never be trusted even if in redemption
Sylar