Summary: After remembering everything, Peter is heading back to New York with Adam, but someone from his past has beat him to it and brought along a few friends. The heroes' emotions are turned upside down by the surprise entrance of three new "special" girls and two sets of rivals are about to hate each other a little more. Hiro/OC/Adam and Peter/OC/Sylar
Rating: M for possible mature content.
Disclaimer: Although it would be awesome to be able to say the opposite, we do not own Heroes. However, Kaila, Lor, and Renee are all ours.
Authors' Note: This story is the result of the joint efforts of my friend Haylee and myself. We were discussing our obsession with Heroes one day through text messages, which evolved into "My power would be this…yours would be that!" Thus, we became inspired to write our own little ficcy for our favorite show. Anyways, enjoy.
P.S. We apologize for the length. There will be more soon!
Prologue: Runaways
The moon hung innocently in the sky, casting down not-so-innocent shadows. Concealed in the dark patches between the trees were figures moving so swiftly that the movement could have easily been mistaken for the Las Vegas breeze blowing through the cull de sac. The whispers could have been leaves brushing together if only the sound weren't so quick and frantic that it didn't coincide with the soft wind. For a moment the sound and movement stopped, though it could only be noticed if one knew to look. Then, three black-clad figures emerged from the shadows at a run across a patch of moonlight; wrenching open the doors of a small blue 89 Honda Prelude, they jumped in and slammed the doors behind them.
"Why couldn't one of us have had the power to teleport or something?" the figure in the passenger seat hissed.
"Well you could have tried doing something useful like knocking them out!" replied the person in the driver's seat.
"It's not as easy as it looks, alright!"
The third figure sat up in the back seat, a sudden calm falling over the arguing pair. "Girls, this isn't the time to be fighting. We need to get out of here. Lor, drive. Renee, just shut your mouth."
Renee huffed and slid down in her seat with her arms crossed as Lor shoved the keys into the ignition and started the car. As they began driving down the road at a speed slightly above the limit, the redhead steering glanced at the other two girls. "Where are we going anyway? Any ideas? Kaila?"
"New York," Renee spoke up, her head turned towards the window.
"New York? That's all the way across the damn country!"
The brunette sitting next to her turned to look at her. "I think…I think there might be someone there that I know." She looked out the windshield. "It's the only place I can think of that we can go."
"Wait, there might be someone there?" Kaila inquired skeptically.
"Well there's a chance he's not there anymore, but I have good reason to believe he is."
"What's that?"
"His brother just made it into the Senate. Last I heard he was still living in New York. The person I'm thinking of…he wouldn't have left his brother."
Lor looked at her friend for a moment before sighing and turning onto the interstate. "You better be right about this."