My first foray into the Heroes fandom (up until now, I've been a fairly monogamous Harry Potter writer, but Heroes has been calling to me!). Comments and criticisms welcome and highly encouraged! 3
Morpheus
Adam dreams (just for a moment) every time he dies.
At least, that's what it seems. He might just be falling asleep, fading out to unconsciousness as he suffocates again (and again and again). It might just be the flashes of a dying mind, grown repetitive in a man who dies only to rise only to die. It might be madness, creeping into his consciousness after so long in this tiny hell.
But he dreams, a thousand momentary dreams. Of a mother so long lost he cannot even recall her face or voice (the smell of lilac lingers, though). Of rage and betrayal and vengeance, seen in a round, deplorable face (he boils anew when he wakes from these dreams, pounding again, ever-so-hopelessly, against the walls of his prison). Of the failure and greed of humanity, of the world they so slowly set to rot.
He dreams of many things in death, and waits for his prison to decay (as all does in time, as all things do save himself).
He is Morpheus, and he waits for the day he will wake to mould the world anew.