Disclaimer: Of course, I do not own Heroes. This piece was made just for fun.

A/N: This chapter turned out to be pretty lame, in my opinion. : p Sorry for that. And so sorry for the slow update. I've been famous for that in another board. R&R, please! Oh, and I changed the title. It might change again from this one, cuz I still haven't found the perfect one. But this one right now represents the story better than the old one.

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7

Whom To Trust

"You don't have your abilities anymore, Peter. Cause I have them now," said Arthur, smirking. "Now, why don't you give your uncle a hug, too, Val?"

Valkyrie quickly stood up and generated her force field on her hand. "It's you. You're the reason why Aunt Angela is in a coma, aren't you?" said her as she glared at the man she though was already dead.

Arthur put a little smile on his face. "You know, I was the one who encouraged your father to let you participate in the Company's activities. I saw something in you. Something that even none of my own kids have. You should thank me for helping you to be like this. But, I guess, educating you so much has its own price, doesn't it?" Arthur then generated his very own force field and trapped Valkyrie inside. "Well, you don't have to hug me, if you don't want to. I have something else for you, anyway," he smirked again.

Valkyrie found herself trying hard to get out of Arthur's force field, but she always failed.

"Don't bother," Arthur said again to Valkyrie, "you know how powerful your force field can be. Unfortunately, the one that's trapping you inside is mine." He then turned to Flint and Knox who were still standing behind him. "Bring him," ordered him to both of them.

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Valkyrie was still in the same room at Pinehearst building, like the one she got into with Peter when they first arrived there. And she was also still trapped inside Arthur's force field. Everybody was gone, except for Arthur. He was sitting behind his desk as he looked at Valkyrie. She also looked at him back.

"You were cremated," Valkyrie started to speak, "She specifically asked for a cremation."

"Are you sure about that?" Arthur responded without taking off his eyes on her.

"How did you come back?" asked her with a pure curiosity.

Arthur smiled at her as he took a file from his desk. He then opened the file and looked through it. "Well, if it wasn't for your father, I would never be here," said him.

"My father? He would've never helped you. He was the reason why your wife tried to kill you in the first place."

"I didn't say I was talking about Daniel, did I?"

Suddenly, Valkyrie couldn't breath. If Arthur wasn't talking about Daniel Linderman, then he was talking about her real father. The idea about knowing her biological parents had never appeared in Valkyrie's mind. She was never interested about it. She always thought to herself that she already had everything she wanted in her adoptive father, Linderman. It was true. She just couldn't and wouldn't ask for more.

"Don't you want to know whom I was talking about?" asked Arthur.

Valkyrie didn't answer. She wasn't sure if she wanted to know. She realized that if she found out about this, it was only going to add more unpleasant thoughts to her mind. "So, those weren't your ashes, then?" Valkyrie tried to change the subject of their conversation.

Arthur smiled again and put down the file he had been holding. "It's nice to know that you can still keep your mind clear, even under this kind of pressure. Without any doubt, you're our best product."

"I'm not surprised that's how you see me. A product."

"Don't take it that way. It's just a term. Plus, you're not the only one."

"What exactly is your plan?" Valkyrie suddenly asked. "You didn't come back from the death for nothing. And that girl—Daphne, she is recruiting people, isn't she? For what?"

Arthur then got up from his seat and walked slowly towards the door. "I'm hoping to create more products like you," he said. "But, that sounds a little arrogant, doesn't it? There's only one place available for one Valkyrie. So, I think I have to adjust my expectation a little bit."

Valkyrie listened carefully to every word he had to say. It certainly didn't sound pretty at all. "And what do you want from me? If you don't need me, I wouldn't be trapped here, would I?" she asked again.

"What do I want from you? It's simple," he smirked. "I want you to choose my side," he said slowly.

"Choose your side?"

"Val," he called her, "I can help you to get want you want. I can help you to help him. That's what you want, isn't it? You want to help him. Change him. I can be a great assistant for you to do that. So, if you choose my side, we can give great advantages to each other."

Valkyrie didn't really like the proposal she just heard. "What makes you think I would accept your offer just because of that?" asked her.

Arthur chuckled, "Even if you're the best product, you're still not perfect. Gabriel is happened to be your main weakness, and I know that."

Valkyrie stayed quiet. A part of her somehow agreed with Arthur about Sylar being her main weakness.

"Don't worry," said Arthur suddenly, "I'll give you some time to think. Now, if you'd excuse me, I'd like to see my son. As you know, I haven't seen him in a while." He then was about to open the door for himself, but he stopped again and said, "Oh, and about your real father, he was Adam Monroe. I thought at least you should know that."

And then, Arthur disappeared from that room, leaving Valkyrie alone who was left with small information about herself that she never thought she would ever find out. She wasn't sure about the feeling that she had at that very moment. Was it about the fact that she finally found out about her biological father or was it because the man who was apparently her biological father? She didn't know.

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Valkyrie stood there as she looked outside through the window. She was still trapped in Arthur's force field. It was amazing how he could maintain his concentration on one of the powers that he currently had. However, it wasn't the thing that was bothering her at that moment. She was worried about Peter. She hadn't heard anything about him. She was also worried about Sylar whose condition also she didn't know about. And not to mention, she was also still thinking about her real father.

Arthur hadn't come back to that room since the last time they talked. She was wondering about Arthur's plan that he told her about previously. She wasn't quite sure about what exactly it is, but she could sense that it was something that would not be great for the greater good. It might have something to do with the future that Peter saw, she thought to herself. Unfortunately, Peter hadn't had a chance to tell her what he saw.

Suddenly, someone opened the door abruptly. Valkyrie turned her face to the door and she saw Flint escorting Sylar inside. Behind them, Arthur also stepped in to the room. Sylar then realized the woman who was standing near the window. "Val?" he called.

"Gabriel? How did you…?" she asked in astonishment. She couldn't believe that he was actually there. She was sort of relieved to know that he looked just fine, but she knew that Arthur also had something for him. He would've not brought him there for nothing.

"Val, are you okay?" Sylar asked as he walked closer to her. He noticed the force field that was trapping her. At first, Flint tried to stop him, but Arthur ordered him to just let him go. He then also ordered him to leave the room.

"I'm…" she didn't know what to say. 'Fine' would be her usual choice of word under normal circumstances, but it wasn't just the right one for that moment. "…trapped here," she finally said as she looked at Arthur from the corner of her eye.

"Why is she here trapped like that?" asked Sylar as she turned around and faced Arthur.

"Easy, Gabriel. She's trapped like that because she can be way more dangerous than you are to me," replied Arthur.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Arthur gave him some sort of fatherly smile. "Your mother isn't what you think she is," he said.

"My mother accepts me for who I am. She knows I'm special," said Sylar.

"Your mother is using you, son. She wants you to save her favorite son, Peter. She once tried to kill you after she had a terrifying dream about you. I saved you. You wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me," Arthur then offered his hand to Sylar.

Sylar just looked at that hand for a few brief moments. He wasn't sure about whom to trust at that point.

Witnessing that conversation, Valkyrie suddenly had the rush to speak up. "He can't be trusted," she immediately said. "Don't trust anything that he says!"

Sylar turned his face to Valkyrie. "He has a plan. I'm still not sure what it is, but I just know that it's not going to end up good," said her again to him.

"So, I'm guessing you're not accepting my offer, then?" Arthur cut in. Sylar turned his face again to Arthur.

"No. I'm not gonna put myself in any of your plans. I'm done with that life," replied Valkyrie.

"But, you're putting yourself in Angela's plan. A little contradicting, don't you think?" said Arthur again.

Valkyrie didn't respond. She knew he was right. But, whatever Angela's plan was for her, she could feel it that Arthur's plan was no better.

"I'm gonna give you another chance to change your mind," Arthur then said to Valkyrie. "I'll leave you two here." He then disappeared again from that room, leaving Sylar and Valkyrie all by themselves there.

"Who should I trust, Val?" Sylar suddenly asked her without even looking at her.

She stared at his back for a while and then said, "I wish I knew."

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Not too long after Arthur went away from that room, suddenly someone got in quietly. Surprisingly enough, it was Peter. Sylar and Valkyrie who hadn't said anything to each other since Arthur left were so surprised to see Peter there.

"Peter, what are still doing here? You're supposed to run. You don't have your powers anymore. It's too dangerous," said Valkyrie. She really wished she could touch Peter, but the force field was still getting in her way.

"I can't just leave you two here," he said.

"You know, you should've just ran for yourself," said Sylar coldly all of a sudden.

"What are you talking about? You just saved me. I can't just leave you here, no matter how much I actually wanted to. Now, come on! We gotta go. Val, can you escape with the force field?" asked Peter to Valkyrie.

"I don't know about escaping, but I can still move around," answered Valkyrie.

"Arthur just told me everything," said Sylar abruptly. Valkyrie was surprised to hear that from him. She never thought that his silence would result in something like that.

"Gabriel, what's wrong with you?" she really didn't want anything like this to happen.

"You head him yourself, Val. My mother is apparently using me," he said coldly.

"Look, my dad, he can't be trusted," said Peter as he glared at Sylar. "He's up for something. He wants to give ordinary people abilities like ours. I saw it in the future and it's not good at all. You can't trust him."

"Don't be too skeptical, Peter. I can make sure that the future that you saw would never have to happen. We just gotta work together for that," suddenly Arthur entered the room.

"I'd never help you to destroy this world," Peter glared at his own father, before he turned to Sylar and said, "Come on! Sylar, believe me, he can't be trusted! Let's just go! Please, do it for her!" begged Peter as he glanced at Valkyrie.

Sylar was quiet for a few brief moments before saying, "I'm not going anywhere, Peter. But, you are." He then pushed Peter telekinetically out of the window. Valkyrie was petrified to see her powerless best friend fell seven stories to the sidewalk. She immediately ran towards the window to see Peter's condition. To her surprise, she could see Claire helping her uncle to get up from the sidewalk. How is that even possible? Peter's powerless, she thought to herself.

Valkyrie then turned around and faced Sylar. "How could you do that? He came back for you!" she yelled at him.

"I've chosen whom to trust," he simply answered.

From the corner of her eyes, Valkyrie could see that Arthur was extremely satisfied to see Sylar choosing his side. Something really bad was going to happen, for sure.

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