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His legs were burning from running so fast. It wasn't like he had never been in a dangerous situation before. God knows he had. With parents like his it would have been impossible not to have.
A few kidnappings. This or that bad guy trying to manipulate him. Using his gifts for their own gain. Another day, another conspiracy unfolding.
But they had always been there to protect him before. Always ready to jump in and save their little boy.
But the boy wasn't little anymore. 15 years old. Practically a man. And he was smart. He had always been smart. He was so sure that he would be ok. That he wouldn't get caught. That he would think his way out of any danger.
He wanted his mother. She was the strong one. The one who fought off the bad guys, the one who was always in control of the situation. He wasn't in control. He had never felt so helpless before.
Sprinting through the hallways he rounded another corner and dived to the left through the first open doorway he could find. No windows. No other doors either. He could hear the voices behind him getting louder. Too late to try another room. Nowhere to hide in here.
There was a laptop on the desk. Maybe he could get out a message. A call for help. They could send someone. It was possible. There was that Hiro guy. He could be here in seconds.
Diving for the computer and pulling the screen up, he prayed that he could get his distress call out before it was too late. The screen lit up. He placed his hand on the keys.
Three bangs rang out through the room as the door flew open.
He fell.
The young man with the brilliant mind crumpled to the floor, the shattered keyboard crushed beneath him pressed against his chest.
With the taste of copper quickly filling his mouth he closed his eyes tight and choked out his last breath.
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