The Petrelli family and Noah Bennet sat in the café with their terror-filled eyes glued to the television set hanging from the ceiling. Nathan Petrelli's blood began to boil as he stared into the eyes of his impersonator. His brother sitting across from him banged his fist on the table caused startled customers to glance toward their table. Doing his best to cloak the fury in his voice, Peter closed his eyes and took deep breath.
"If Nathan is with us right now… then who is that?" whispered Claire failing to conceal the fear in her voice.
"Sylar", muttered Noah under his breath. "He recently got a new power; shape-shifting".
Claire's blue eyes widened with astonishment. She looked from Peter, who had his face buried in his hands, to Angela who sat silently eating her burger.
"Well…why is he impersonating Nathan? What's the point? Does wanna take his ability?" Claire asked her father.
"He needs to touch a person, in order to shape-shift into them…", Noah said as he eyed Nathan, "In this case, it is the-"
"-President of the United States of America", Nathan finished for him. Noah nodded in agreement. "All he needs is a handshake, and then he is the most powerful person in the world"
"We've gotta stop him", said Peter standing up. "We-"
"No… this is my responsibility. I've caused enough trouble as it is…I've gotta redeem my self" Nathan firmly stated.
"Do you think you can really stand a chance against Sylar alone?", Peter spat at Nathan.
"What are you gonna do? Huh? Fly at him? He'll kill you and take your power and your identity."
"But-"
"Without me, you stand no chance! You know that! "
Nathan sighed, knowing that his brother was right, " So… what's the plan?"