Disclaimer: Most characters used here are mine. Otherwise other characters, as well as some of the locations and situations, are created by Tim Kring.
Note: like my previous story, some events of this story will take place some time before the events of the first "Heroes" episode
It is believed by many artists, that fiction is a way to escape the real world. It brings their minds into a realm where things go exactly the way they want it to go, and gives understanding to whatever happens there. Whatever happens in those worlds is concidered normal, dispite the idea that things occur there that cannot happen in the real world. In other words, give sense to the world. But if evolution causes the world to look like a work of fiction, does that mean that the world makes less, or more sense?
Dudenpark Brussels, Belgium
Olivier and Aline were still expressing their love for each other. Not only did it help to keep Aline warm, given the season they were in at the time, but also made her relise that Olivier likes her exactly the way she is, and therefor would even do anything to keep her that way, which includes her to keep her special powers. After a long kiss, Olivier stopped.
"...Listen to me, Aline! I..." he started.
"No..." Aline interrupted, "I know... you don't..."
She got interrupted by the sound of a phone. They looked at each other in surprise.
"It's not mine!" Olivier stated.
"I don't have mine on me!" Aline claimed.
Olivier looked at Ashley's corpse. He let go of Aline, and searched Ashley's clothes. He found her cell-phone, then turned to Aline, asking: "Can you make me sound like her through the phone?"
Aline raised her shoulders, as opposed to nodding 'yes'. Olivier answered the phone: "Hello?"
"How's it going?" a voice said.
"How's what going?" Olivier asked, suddenly relising he shouldn't have said that.
"That Oliver guy of yours!" the voice replied, "Does he completely trust you now?"
It suddenly hit Olivier that Ashley wasn't doing anything out of her own, she was working for someone else. But if that's the case, then that would mean that Aline, nor he, were safe now. Again he had to do some quick thinking, and replied to the voice: "Er... yeah! I er... I made him believe that his girlfriend tried to use his powers for her own benefit, and would afterwards just drop him like a brick!"
After he said that, Olivier relised he had just litterally translated a Dutch expression into English. Now I'm busted, he thought to himself. Then the voice spoke to him again: "Say, you sure took your time to answer the phone!"
"Er... yeah... I" again he had to improvise something, "I had to be sure I'd be out of his earshot first."
"Are you sure?" the voice asked.
"Yes!" Olivier replied, hoping he didn't sound demanding when saying it.
"I'll send you some backup anyway, just in case." the voice stated.
Before Olivier could say anything, the guy on the other side had allready hung up.
Now Olivier was sure that it wasn't just one person working for one man, but an entire organisation. If not, some sort of mob. In any case, he knows that he nor Aline are safe now.
"On second thought," Olivier suddenly started, "let me have your powers anyway."
"What?" Aline couldn't believe she was hearing this, "Why? Who was that on the phone? What made...?"
"Do you trust me? Enough?" Olivier interrupted her to ask this.
Aline did trust him, but since she had no idea what this was all about she hesitated to answer: "... Yes! But..."
"Then trust me on this!" Olivier continued, "You're much better off not knowing about any of this. And... for your own safety, your powers aren't safe with you."
"I can handle..." Aline started, but Olivier wouldn't let her finish.
"Aline, listen to me! This goes way deeper than we think! I... can't bear the thought that you...! Anyway..."
It became clear to Aline that Olivier didn't want the powers to his own benefit. He looked like there was something bothering him, so she asked: "What's the matter?"
"... Just... Just know that..." he couldn't put it into words, but somehow managed anyway, "Just know that when I take your powers, we may never see each other again!"
Aline didn't understand. But knowing that the girl that laid there, bleeding, was prepared to kill her, she suddenly understood how serious this situation really is. Tears started to run down her face when she relised it. Despite her sudden reluctancy, she stretched out her hand anyway, ready for Olivier to take out of her whatever he wants, needs, or must.
