THIS MAN

Disclaimer: This is a #3 in my one-shot series of "Heroes: Fugitives".

This current writing focuses on Matt Parkman and the possible thoughts that led him to act out the way he did in the episode "Turn and Face the Strange"

I had been sitting here for quite a while, watching and waiting for the opportunity to make my move. The day had seemed to almost drag on forever, but that was a good thing…well it felt like a good thing. I thought it would give me more time to formulate a good plan…a way of getting my revenge on the one who had taken the woman I loved from me….Emile Danko.

I had managed to get into his head, with ease and bring him to the current address I find ourselves in. I didn't want it to come to this, but I had to do it.

When I was at the motel with Mohinder, I told that that I "wanted Danko to feel every bit of pain he had caused me". Of course Mohinder didn't understand my reasoning, and I didn't expect him too. We were now on our own journeys. We had chosen our paths, no matter how dark they seemed.

And after what seemed to be an extended amount of time, waiting and pushing Emile's thoughts and enticing paranoia, forcing him to go to the woman whom had captured his affections; I find myself standing here with a gun to her head. I look at Emile, keeping the gun pointed at Alena's temple, threatening to pull the trigger if Danko doesn't own up to his sins. In typical Danko-style he tries to evade my requests and tries to tell me that he doesn't care if Alena dies. As usual I push him to breaking point, forcing him to admit his true feelings, as well as revealing the truth of his life to his beloved Alena.

All the while I can feel the pressure building up within my being. I know I cannot kill this beautiful, innocent woman, but I want Emile Danko to pay…to pay for everything he's done to Daphne, to me, and to my friends. I WANT retribution, but not at the expense of another person's live.

Suddenly Danko sees my discomfort and draws his own gun, ready to take me down. I can't do it anymore. I can't push the situation any further than what I originally thought. I am truly defenceless, even with my abilities at my disposal.

I stand there slowly drawing the gun away from Alena's head. I raise my hands and tell Danko to shoot me…to take me out once and for all, so he can have his glory. I don't exactly know what to do at the moment, but I know that I'm not ready to die. I've still got too much in my life. I never wanted anything like this to happen. I didn't even think I was capable of pulling it off, but obviously everyone has a darker side to their personality.

And then there my abilities. Since I discovered that I could plant thoughts into other people's heads, as well as draw out memories, I feel that I've abused this gift I was endowed with.

I must confess that I'm always afraid, that I'm always ashamed of what's inside my head.

I continue to stand here with Emile Danko pointing a gun at me, ready to shoot me at any given moment. I take a breath and prepare myself for the worst…to die…to have my life cut short.

Suddenly everything just seems to grind to a halt….and then I'm gone.