Disclaimer: I dont own Heroes. I own the DVD box sets, and would love other Heroes stuff, but I cant find any anywhere...
Okay. First time Ive posted anything even close to poetry. It doesnt rhyme, exactly, but poetry doesnt have to rhyme, and Im not Dr. Suess, so...
As hell was raised
We showed our face
And made sure nothing
Ever was the same
.
The cheerleader had jumped
Many times before
With cameras pointed
Straight at her
This time was different,
She knew as she climbed
This time the world was watching
.
Her father watched
Through horn rimmed glasses
His eyes had seen so much
He had almost died
For the umpteenth time
So many he couldn't count
He had spent so long
In this role
Watching Specials use their power
But never like this
He knew it was too late to stop her
Not that he thought he could
This world of his
Was about to change
And he would change with it
.
The time traveller watched
His eyes wise
He was hired of hiding
He knew they could take
Whatever might come
.
Peter Petrelli
The hero, the son
Had saved the cheerleader
So long ago
From the man who now stood beside him
Like an age old friend
He watched his niece climb
Slowly up
She would change everything
A part of him knew
As he watched the cameras
This was only the beginning
.
The killer watched
With newly found peace
He was starting a new life
He was a hero now
And as he watched her reach the top
He knew he better keep to that
Peter stood beside him
His old enemy
Now strange allies
And friends
It would be hard
The years to come
But nothing they couldn't handle
.
Its a brave new world
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