Rocky HEROES Show

Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable characters, just playing with Richard O'Brien's and Tim Kring's toys. All plot and lyrics by ROB, while characters replaced in the story are Kring's.

A/N - Your favorite Heroes transplanted to the quaint little town of Denton, OH. Yay Denton! The Home of Happiness!

Wait, no...not Denton...

Chapter 3 - The Floorshow

Linderman glanced up from his case file. "And so, it seemed by some extraordinary coincidence, that Peter and Elle should keep their impromptu appointment with their former tutor, Dr. Park. But it was to be in a situation which none of them could have possibly foreseen." He paused to glance at a photo of Angela and Noah before turning back to his audience. "And just hours after their engagement, Peter and Elle had both tasted forbidden fruit, not that there's anything wrong with that! This in itself was proof their host was a man with little morals and some persuasion." He paused to lean over his desk. "What further indignities were they to be subjected to? And what of the floorshow that had been spoken of? From what had gone before, it was clear this was to be no picnic."

Dr. Mohinder Suresh walked across the stage, inspecting each of his frozen captives in turn. He thawed them out as he went, but kept them from moving. Deciding they were inappropriate enough, he stepped off, passing Dr. Maury Park aka Maury Parkman in the sides. He blatantly ignored the wheelchair bound fat man as he shifted and slipped out of his robe while triggering the curtain to pull back as the opening fanfare played.

From the audience perspective, the four young people in front of them had raided Frederick's of Hollywood and were now offering themselves to their viewers. Each couple wore skimpy corsets, panties, fishnets, and heels. Their faces were painted as if by insane geisha's, white-faced and eyes colored, with insignia drawn on them.

He released Daphne first. She bore a red circle and lightning bolt on her forehead.

"It was great when it all began. I was a regular Mo-Mo fan," she related. "But it was over when he had the plan, to steal powers from everyone he can. Now the only thing that gives me hope, is my love of a certain dope. Rose tint my world, keep me safe from my trouble and pain!"

Adam was released next. He was marked with infinity.

"I am seven centuries old, still truly beautiful to behold!" he informed his audience. "And now you should be told, my rebirth has been exposed. It seems the only thing I've come to trust, is an orgasmic rush of lust. Rose tints my world, keeps me safe from my pleasure and pain!"

An annoyed Suresh released Peter next. He had a question mark on his face.

"It's beyond me, help me mommy!" he pleaded. "I'll be good, you will see. Take this dream away!" He began feeling down his fishnet clad leg. "What's this, let's see? I feel sexy! What's come over me? Whoo! Here it comes again!" he shuddered.

Suresh grimaced and released the bitch. She was given lightning bolts on each cheek.

"I feel released, my bad times deceased. My confidence has increased, reality is here! The game has been repudiated, my mind has been expediated. What a babe that Mo's landed, his lust is so sincere!"

All four turned as one and look to the upper rear of the stage. Mohinder slowly comes into sight, his previously discarded cape draped now across his outstretched arms, fluttering as if wings. He descends slowly.

"Whatever happened to Superman? That strapping, spandex draped frame? As Lois clung to his thigh, I started to sigh, because I wanted to be just the same!"

He finally landed, and gave a flourish of his cape as he twirled. He was now revealed to be wearing a similar outfit to the rest, which was not too dissimilar to what he had worn before. He bore no symbol, but his eyes were painted in an array of colors under each eye.

"Give yourself over to absolute pleasure, swim the waters of sins of the flesh," he urged.

He waved a hand at the back of the stage. There was a large crack followed by splashes of water. In a moment, steam rose from the revealed pool. Mohinder beckoned the others into the water as he dropped his cape to the floor and slid into the warm liquid, himself.

"Erotic nightmares beyond any measure," he continued as the swimmers became a tangle of limbs. "And sensual daydreams to treasure, forever! Can't you just see it? Can't you just feel it! Oh-oh-OH!" he moaned.

The quintet began chanting, "Don't dream it, be it!" over and over, filling the room.

Offstage, Maury finally thawed out enough from the steam, reanimating. "The fuck? We've got to get out of this trap, before his decadence saps our vills. I've got to be strong, try and hang on, or else my mind may well snap!"

He felt a tugging at his mind and grabbed his head, but then his lap blanket fell away and he was forced to stand. Maury was shocked to see he had been redressed in sexy undergarments as well. More so because they were obviously meant for someone slimmer than his hefty frame, making them even more obscene. "Und my life vill be lived, for the thrill!" he found himself falling under Suresh's sway and diving into the pool.

The group welcomed him warmly into the churning liquid, hands and other body parts were everywhere, Maury realized. There was a beauty and grace to the otherwise obscenity they were being forced to take part in.

Unfortunately, bringing Maury into the mix proved Suresh's undoing. He maintained enough free will to force the nearest person out of the orgiastic gestalt.

Peter burst out of the water. "It's beyond me!" he shouted in answer to a silent urging. "Help me, mommy!"

"God bless Tim Curry!" Daphne shouted as she erupted next to Peter, latched herself onto him and drug him back down with a kiss.

For those in the audience, the mirror stationed above the pool told their tale. Many of the observers watched them thrashing intently.

Finally, the swimmers began bursting forth one by one, each landing perfectly on the stage with the exception of Maury, who was tossed to the side like a beached whale. He crawled back to his wheelchair. In the dark edges, unseen by anyone else, he was wrapped in his blanket and helped back into his seat.

The quintet locked arms and began all singing and dancing in a kickline.

"I'm a wild and untamed thing! I'm a bee with a deadly sting! You get a hit and your mind goes ping! Your heart will thump and your blood will sing!"

They separated, but kept their movements in lock step, making hand gestures. "So let the party and the sounds rock on! I'm gonna shake it 'til my life is gone-gone-gone! Rose tint my world, keep me safe from my trouble and pain!"

They kept dancing until the entry doors in the back of the audience flew open. Noah and Angela stood there, now dressed in formal black suits (albeit he wore a white dress shirt to her all black ensemble) and both brandishing large pistols.

They gave the entertainers a slow clap as they fell free from Suresh's control and regained their own selves. "Mohinder, it's all over, your experiment is a failure," Noah intoned in a quiet, authoritative voice. "Besides, your lifestyle's too extreme," he smiled.

"I'm your new handler," Angela announced. "You are now my prisoner. You'll return to Chennai," she informed him, then turned to one of the observers, "Prepare the transport team."

Suresh knew that meant a mind wipe and being dumped back in that hellhole he had crawled out of when he first went in search of his father, the man who had first come to America, leaving him behind as he made himself a rich man on some frivolous exercise program.

He wasn't having any of that. "Wait!" he pleaded. "I can explain!"

Noah and Angela exchanged amused looks. "This oughtta be good," he smirked.

After a moment, the stage grew dark and the spotlights focused on the defeated scientist. He began to plead his case. The other four stood off to the side of the stage.

"On the day my father went away, 'goodbye' was all he said," he explained. "Take me with you, was all I could beg. He laughed and pushed me away. Now I came after him to pay, only to find he had already just passed away," he choked out and sat down on the stage edge.

No one was impressed, but a few had sorrowful expressions on their faces. He gave them appreciative smiles, before changing the scenery behind him.

"But I've seen blue skies through the tears in my eyes," he continued, "when I realized, my daddy died rich! My father died rich!"

A few stifled gasps ran through the audience.

"Everywhere, it's been the same. Feeling like I'm outside, not part of the main," he explained. "Feeling like I'm different from every other man. Feeling all their sorrow, feeling all their pain." He stood once more. "Now I've seen blue skies through the tears of my eyes, when I realized," his voice changed, becoming threatening, "what powers I could gain!"

A feeling of terror swept through the observers and those on stage. No one could move. Mohinder began laughing, he threw his head back and his voice changed from the velvet tones of the Indian scientist to the deep, throaty mania of Gabriel Gray, as the serial killer known as "Sylar" stood revealed to them all.

"That's right, kiddies! Time to pay!" he screamed and began tossing his audience into each other, knocking him out. The doors behind Noah and Angela slammed shut. Those on stage remained frozen, unable to move or defend themselves. "Daddy's home and he's hungry!" he announced. "FEED ME!"

Sylar moved to step off the stage when everything stopped.

WHACK!

Sylar turned to see the young Japanese man standing there with the large cricket bat he had just hit the serial killer with.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked and telekinetically shoved the man back into the pool, icing it over once more. "Now stay put!"

He realized the rest of the stage was now empty as he turned back toward the audience. Facing him were his former captives, and several members of the audience, including the Haitian.

"Yuh-oh."

"Shoe's on the other foot, now, Gray," Noah snarked. "Even if it is high heel." A few groans came from his allies. Angela merely gave an annoyed sigh.

"Good heavens," Sylar calmly noted. "That's a Mauser."

"Yes, Mr. Gray, a Mauser capable of putting you out of our misery."

"You're going to kill him?" Peter asked. "What's his crime?"

"You saw what became of Matthew, Peter," Sylar informed him. "Society must be protected from the likes of us."

"Fuck society!" came a shout from offstage. "You killed Mohinder!" Matt accused, stepping out from the shadows, still dressed in his leathers.

Sylar gave a small chuckle. "You two really think you can hurt me?" he asked, and motioned with his hands. A confused expression crossed his face as he repeated the action. Then he saw the Haitian. "Oh fuck me."

"No thanks," Matt said and squeezed off the first shot.

Sylar braced himself for the burn that would tear him up. It didn't come, but there was a warm splatter as he felt someone stumble back into him. He opened his eyes and saw "CLAIRE!"

"I love you," she squeaked, collapsing in his arms.

"Fucking bitch!" Noah cursed. And fired off a second round at Sylar.

Unfortunately, the Haitian was, like the others, taken by surprise at her intrusion and dropped his guard. He didn't realize Sylar had been concentrating on taking him out and with his guard down, was left vulnerable to the man's telekinesis. Sylar left him suspended, unconscious, where he had stood. No one realized at first that they were wasting their bullets until enough had amassed hovering in front of the man and the young blonde he held.

Noah and Matt stopped firing. "Oh shit," they said in unison as the bullets slowly turned one hundred eighty degrees.

"Oh yes," Sylar smiled.

"Enough of this bullshit!" Elle declared and let loose a volley of electricity, throwing both Sylar and CLAIRE! Backwards into the pool, crashing through the fresh sheet of ice.

Matt, being closest, ran to the edge, gun drawn. "He's down!" he shouted, seeing the two bodies floating. He popped another cap in both of them, just to be sure.

"And he's staying that way," Peter decided and held out his hand. The pool became a solid block of ice. "Where's the Japanese guy?" he asked.

"Here I am!" Hiro announced as he appeared, dripping wet, next to Peter. Matt jumped and drew his aim at the intrusion. Peter fought the temptation to freeze him, as well.

"Mein Gott!" Maury muttered, rolling up to his son. "You've killed them!"

"A decision had to be made, doctor," Noah intoned.

"I thought you liked her?" Matt asked Peter. "She liked you."

"She didn't like me," he countered. "She was my niece, Nathan's love child by some drunken floozy he never bothered to bring home. Her crush on me was just sick."

As if in agreement, the Pomeranian ran up on stage and hiked a leg over the frozen killer and his admirer. The others looked away in (amused) disgust.

Noah decided to change the subject. "Matt, I'm sorry about your...roommate?"

Matt nodded as Daphne hugged him. "A decision had to be made," he echoed. There was a hint of sorrow in his voice.

"Yes, well, perhaps it was for the best," Maury agreed, glad his son had no more need for acting that way while undercover.

"Wait a fucking minute," Elle chirped up. "That's it? What about what he did to Matt," she said pointing to his head wound, "or Adam?" she winked at him. "Don't even get me started on raping me and-"

"That's quite alright, Elle!" Peter interrupted her, slightly blushing.

"He held me captive for several years," Adam explained. "My alleged 'resurrection' was just a show after he killed me yet again, during our- uh, we had a minor argument. He had a nasty temper," he stammered, also blushing and throwing an embarrassed glance at Peter. "I'm only mad I didn't get to fire the killing shot at that sleazy, no good hussy!" he declared. "And also at Sylar!" He gave Noah an angry glare.

Elle stared at Matt. "But aren't you some sleaze ball biker, who was dead?" she demanded.

"I've got this," Noah said, handing Matt his wallet. "Mr. Park, here, has been operating undercover for the Company ever since his late Police Academy roommate, Mohinder Suresh, disappeared," he explained as Matt flashed her his badge. "Dr. Suresh was only at the academy to learn self defense and forensics techniques before being sent out as a field agent for the Company."

"Wait, what Company?" she inquired.

Two of the audience observers who had been milling around stepped onto the stage and one removed his toupee and fake mustache. "That would be the one we all work for," he announced, motioning to Noah, Angela, Maury, and Kaito, who had accompanied him up.

"DADDY!" she yelled and went to hug him.

Hiro echoed her sentiment. "Papa!" he yelped and hugged his father, who remained stoic.

"It seems you have a pretty useful talent, yourself, sweetie," Bob Bishop said, with a hint of greed in his eyes. "Why don't you come by my lab, and we'll see what's up?" he urged.

"Sure, daddy," she agreed, "but first, Peter and I have something to tell you!" she squeaked, grabbing Peter's hand.

Her announcement was interrupted by a large CRACK!

Those assembled onstage jumped back from the pool as the ice began to give way.

"Here, let me!" Bob said and rushed forward to touch the ice. It turned to lead at his touch. "That should do it, he said triumphantly.

Sylar's hand shot through the metal and grabbed Bob by the neck. There was barely any time for Bob to flail for help before they heard a sickening snap!

Sylar rose, ghostlike, from his captivity. He eyeballed Peter, Matt, and Noah. "You really shouldn't have done that."

The whole castle began to tremble. Everyone scattered as the building began to give way, collapsing in on itself.

Daphne grabbed Matt and began to run, slowed down only by the fact he had grabbed onto his father. Hiro grabbed onto his father and Noah, who ran next to him, while Peter grabbed his mother, now that his mental block of her identity had been removed by Maury in the pool.

The eight survivors collapsed outside, exhausted from the night's events, watching the castle consume itself.

"No! My bike!" Matt groaned.

"No worry! I go back and save it for you!" Hiro said, disappearing for a moment before reappearing with the Harley. It now had a sidecar. Matt hugged him in thanks, after Hiro explained Matt had already complained about how to get Maury home, so he went back again to correct that. He then helped Daphne onto the seat before climbing on himself.

"Do you think they survived?" Peter asked.

"Who knows," Noah answered, sharing a dubious look with Angela.

"Oh just get a room and stop eye fucking each other!" Peter complained.

The couple laughed nervously before embracing. Kaito watched from nearby, jealous.

"What about you?" Peter asked Matt.

"I've done a lot, god knows I've tried to find the truth, even lied," he confessed, putting on his spare shades. "But all I know is, down inside, I'm grieving."

Peter nodded his understanding as Matt drove off, away from all the pain and destruction he'd had to endure because of this place and it's owner, leaving the others behind, hopefully forever.

Peter and Hiro stood side by side, surveying the wreckage of the castle. "And superheroes come to feast, to taste the flesh not yet deceased," Peter said.

Hiro answered, "and all I know is still the beast is feeding."

They turned to teleport their respective parents away.

Neither one saw the hand that slowly pushed it's way out of the smoldering rubble.

Linderman looked down at his audience as his globe spun. "And crawling, on the planet's face, some insects called the human race," he mused. "Lost in time, lost in space...and meaning."

"So that's it?" Nathan asked.

"I'm afraid so," the judge replied. "You can show yourself out, now."

Nathan sighed and helped his pregnant wife Niki up. His glare never left the old man as they left. He still didn't explain what happened to his mother and brother, or this "Detective Park" they were last seen with. He closed the office door behind him.

Left alone, Linderman began to chuckle. "What Fools these Mortals be," he said, picking up the apple from his desk. It sliced itself in his open palm. Sylar laughed again as he dropped his disguise.

THE END?

Cast:

Nathan / Ralph Hapschott

Niki Sanders / Betty Munroe

Peter / Brad Majors

Elle Bishop / Janet Weiss

Noah Bennet / Riff Raff

Angela / Magenta

Daphne / Columbia

Mohinder Suresh aka Gabriel Gray aka Sylar / Frank N Furter

Adam / Rocky Horror

Matt / EDDIE!

Maury / Dr. Scott

Linderman / Criminologist

Transylvanians / assorted characters

and

CLAIRE! as the annoying blonde bitch!