"Where am I? What is this? Claire!! What have you done to me?!"

"Lyle Bennet, is it true that because Hiro Nakamura saved your sister, she got to go to college, therefore, the money that would have been spent on buying you a new car was spent on her college classes?"

"What is this?! Where am-"

Future Peter flew over, and slapped Lyle. Future Hiro repeated his question.

"Uh... yes?" Lyle answered hesitantly.

"Thank you." Future Hiro waved his hand, and Lyle vanished. "Hiro. That was the deciding witness. You will now go to the Jail of Time and Space."

Alarm bells, red flags, and loud horns went off inside of Mohinder's cranium. Without Hiro, he couldn't get his job back...

Mohinder cleared his throat. "Excuse me, your Honor?"

Future Hiro looked down at Mohinder. "What?"

"Maybe there's something we could do to make up for Hiro's crime. Something that we could get you, or whatever."

Future Hiro paused. "No. We cannot grant Hiro a pardon. His crimes are simply too terrible."

Future Peter laughed. "Hey, Hiro, what if we made them captured the King. Then we could give Hiro a pardon."

Future Hiro looked grave. "The King... I had not thought about him in a long time."

Elle jumped in the air. "Yippee! We're going to catch the King!"

"We could not send them after the King. They would all die, and then we would mess up the Time Space Continuum even more." Future Hiro said.

"What are you talking about? We can catch him! We catch Kings in our sleep!" Elle shouted up to Future Hiro, punching the air to show how ready up she was.

Future Peter smiled. "Oh, come on Future Hiro. Let's give it a shot."

"Fine."

"WOO!!" Elle leaped in the air.

"On one condition. I pick someone to help them."

Mohinder was beginning to rethink his decision. "Who's going to help us?"

"Your great-great-grandpa, Vooshka." A smile began to form on Future Hiro's face.

"My what?" Mohinder did not know that he had a Great-Great-Grandpa Vooshka.

Future Hiro waved his hand, and a man appeared. The man was tall, with tan skin. He wore a red military uniform, decorated with many badges. He had a large turban on his head, and a long saber on his hip. His bushy eyebrows and thick mustache dominated his face. He did not seem at all surprised at the fact that he had just appeared in a massive courtroom.

"Captain Vooshka. I am in need of your assistance again ." Future Hiro said.

"What's the problem Nakamura? Can't seem to keep the Space Time Continuum in check, can you?" The captain's thick mustache quivered when he spoke.

"Actually, the Space Time Continuum is totally fine." Future Hiro lied.

"What's the problem then?"

"My past self has gotten himself into some trouble." Future Hiro pointed to Hiro. Vooshka turned, and Hiro cowered under his stern gaze.

"So, in exchange for a pardon, we are giving him a chance to capture the King." Future Hiro explained.

"The King, eh? My old foe... so you want me to help them?"

"Yes."

"What are we standing around for then?" Vooshka said gruffly. "Send us on our way!"

Ando raised his hand. "I don't know if I actually want to go on this search... do you think you could drop me off at my apartment?"

"No." Future Hiro said. Then the courtroom began to swirl out of focus, slowly changing into a different scene.

When the swirling had ended, they found themselves in a wide open plain. They stood in silence. Then, something occurred to Mohinder.

"Captain Vooshka?"

"What? What is it?"

"What is the King the king of?"

An eerie howl resounded from the plains, and Vooshka's expression darkened. "He is the King of the Ghost Sheep Riders."

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Author's Note: Yeah, that's right. King of the Ghost Sheep Riders. Yeah, that's right, Vooshka is derived from booshka, the Scandinavian word for thunder woman. But he's Indian. And in fact, I think Great-Great-Grandpa Vooshka would really appreciate it if you REVIEWED.

Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes.