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Quote of the chapter, "Mr. Owl, how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsiepop? IT'S OVER 9000!" – some genius on Youtube.
Sora, Roxas, Peter, Namine, & Kairi
BP Gas Station
Sora stuffed the pump into the gas cap and slid the Visa through the scanner,
"That'll last us three days, so we won't have to stop until the way back."
"I still don't understand what we're going to do when we get there." Peter admitted.
"Easy." Roxas began, "My father needs to be stopped and we're the only people to do it."
"The only ones? Normally I'm not the one to be skeptical, but all we've got is a girl who can draw the future, a regenerator, two absorbers, and a speedster. Now if this company is at all like Primatech, we're going to need a lot more fire power. They know every single one of our weaknesses. Roxas, all they have to do is cool you down and you'll be trapped."
"What are you suggesting?" he asked as everyone piled back into the car once the gas was paid for.
"I'm just saying," he strapped on his seat belt, "we need to have a plan. And know your weaknesses, well, at least better than they do. We all have to fear the Haitian. And Sora, if you run into Sylar, don't absorb his power. I don't have any earthly idea how he deals with it nowadays. Namine, stay safe and have Roxas with you. Kairi, you can't die, but you can be shut down. There's a spot on the back of your head that once pressured, can turn you off like a computer. Go it?" The teens all solemnly nodded.
"Good. Kalamoku Studios, here we come."
It was 12:00 at night and Peter was falling asleep fast. Everyone else had already fallen off, one by one, so there was no one to hand the steering wheel over to. He looked out at the watered road in front of him and tried to stay focused. The windshield-wipers were rising and falling hypnotically as they attempted to prevent the rain from blocking the driver's vision. His eyelids got harder and harder to hold up over his eyes.
"You're falling asleep, aren't you?" Kairi asked, staring up at him from the passenger seat.
"I thought you were sleeping."
"How could I?"
"Easy, you let your mind rest and you droop your eyes closed and…"
"Peter!" she shook him awake.
"How long was I out?"
"Not long enough to crash the car, thankfully."
"Well you shouldn't have asked me how to sleep."
"I didn't. I just don't see how I could."
"What do ya mean?"
"Let me put it simpler and in a way that can help you: think of something interesting and intriguing."
"Like what?"
"Well, you can start by explaining your story."
"In my head?"
"You can say it out loud if you want. I'd love to hear it."
"Was this just a scam for me to tell you where I came from?"
"Pretty much. But it will help you stay awake, I promise."
"Okay, fine." He gave in.
"It all started during the eclipse. I worked as a nurse to my sort-of-girlfriend's father. He was a great man, but sadly he passed away. My brother, Nathan, was running for senator at the time. At first, I thought I could fly. I told Nathan, but he was skeptical. I threw myself off a building just to prove to him I wasn't crazy. But, as it turns out, he was the one who could fly. He saved me from a perilous fall. I thought he was a hero, but when the press found out I jumped off a building, he told them I tried to commit suicide. I was a little mad. Not just because the entire state of New York thought I was crazy, but because all my life I've dreamed of something like that; being able to fly. But Nathan could and he wanted to deny it. To me, to him, to the whole world. He just wasn't ready to believe things like that were possible. Well, lo and behold we were back on that same building arguing. He told me that on that fateful day, we both flew. I yelled at him, telling him he was only saying the words I wanted to hear. But he pointed to the ground and during our argument, in the midst of it all, I was hovering, floating in mid-air!
"I was surprised. Completely and utterly surprised, but at the same time, overjoyed. But I wasn't a flier, I was an absorber. I merely absorbed his power. I also found out there were more of us. Thousands. On a subway, Hiro Nakamura, a time traveler, told me, "Save the cheerleader, save the world." Apparently, there was a man named Sylar who was going around, murdering people with abilities and taking their powers. He was going after a cheerleader who could regenerate, like you. If he took her power, he wouldn't be able to die. No one could let that happen, especially not me.
"But I also got some distressing news. My friend, Isaac Mendez, who could paint the future painted two pictures of me. One where I died at a homecoming game in Texas and another one where I exploded, which I really didn't understand. But my brother had splattered blue paint on one. It wasn't after my sort-of-girlfriend Simone showed me the one of me dead on her camera that I got it. I had to save the cheerleader. I got to Texas and ironically I ran into the cheerleader, Claire Benett, but I thought it was her cheerleading captain that was the one Hiro was talking about. Luckily, so did Sylar and that slowed him down. I pushed him off the building and we both fell over. I thought I was going to fly, but instead I died. Not for long, though. I had absorbed her power, but when I got up, Sylar was gone. I blacked out from the surprise and woke up with Matt Parkman trying to pick at my head. He was a mind-reader. And I had absorbed his power as well, so when he tried to read my mind, there was a weird frequency between the two of us. The next thing I know, Claire is in the room there holding me in and thanking me. She asks me if I knew I was going to heal when I jumped off the building. I told her no.
"Once I got back to New York City I realized my brother, my mom, and Mr. Benett were all chasing me and that I was the blood-uncle to the cheerleader, because she was Nathan's blood-child. I had no idea why they were chasing me. Until I saw the picture of me exploding. Was it really going to happen? Was I going to kill all of New York City? I had to be stopped. Little did I know, my mom had a power I had absorbed. Dreaming the future. I had a dream all of the specials I had met and Simone were all running away from me while some British creep laughed. A day later, I saw him in the street pick-pocketing people. I ran after him and he got emotional because I could see him. Once I told him "I can do what you can do." He nonchalantly sighed, "Oh one of those…" I knew then and there that he could be the one that helped me. After much skeptical discussion he agreed as well. He explained that it could be me absorbing a non-stable ability or having to many that "built up like playing cards" and I had to "slip them out, one at a time, to keep the deck from falling." One by one, he helped me excrete each one and I learned I could use them whenever I wanted. Like with Namine, I met a boy who could bring things back to life and, well, there she is, all of the demons out of her head." They both turned to see Namine peacefully sleeping in the back.
"So what happened next?"
"Well, I accidentally absorbed a man named Ted's power– radiation– and it got out of hand. I ended up exploding, but Nathan flew me into the air so I couldn't blow anything up. However, he blew up as well, but he didn't die."
"How did he survive?"
"That's for next time, Kairi. Right now it's your turn to drive." She faked a snore, but after a playful shove, they pulled over and Kairi continued to drive.
AR
Haha, who knew from the beginning this was going to be complete filler? Show of hands? Sorry, b-ball practice again tonight. Have to do an oral report on Joseph Lister. And still editing and finalizing Tangle Marionette. And homework. Oh and (cutesy of Seventeen Magazine) Hayden P. and Milo Ventimiglia are dating. Dang, Hayden not only stole my job (voice acting Kairi and playing Claire) but now she stole my first celebrity crush ever. I mean I never obsess over celebrities, but I can't help it. I have no idea why. Stupid hormones! I was reading a Heroes graphic novel while my brother was doing something next to me and I'm just like "I love Sylar." And he goes (because he knows me so well) "No. You love Peter, you're interested in Sylar."
That is a cute couple though. Claire and Peter. Though, that is strange for niece and uncle, but, hey, I don't judge. :D The good thing about mood swings is after the sad and mad parts are over, you're extremely happy! :D They're GREEEEEEEEAT!
