Chapter 9

Three Weeks before Peter Explodes, One year after Claire jumps from the Ferris Wheel...

Sylar, Peter, and myself decided to use my apartment as our base of operations. Since Lauren's murder I found myself deeply depressed, I have lost everything and I blamed myself. After all it was my fault, all these years of lying and working in secret were all coming back to me taking everything I've ever held dear. It was time I made things right, time I stopped Claire. That's why I told Sylar my plan, I told him everything and held nothing back. I explained how we could stop this but in order to do that we had to get Peter's powers back. I told him about a man who could transfer powers and that Sylar would need to play along when the time came because he was the key to helping to get Peter's powers restored. The result would be the destruction of New York city, but as I explained how it was for the better he understood perfectly and accepted his role.

As we gathered I brought up a possiblity of stopping Claire by finding a young man with the ability to transfer and remove abilities from one person to another. But before we agreed on something I told them I needed to make a phone call. I excused myself for a moment and stepped out of the room.

As I walked across the apartment I pulled out my cell phone. I quickly dialed the number for Angela Petrelli.

"Hello Noah, I have been expecting your call." I could hear a smile through her voice.

I smiled myself "Have you now?"

"I have, and how is Peter?"

"He's fine. Though you already know that don't you? Then you must know why I'm calling." Angela had the unique ability of seeing the future through her dreams.

"Of course I do, you intend on doing what Linderman and I tried to do five years ago. You intened on blowing up New York and you want to know if I think it's a good Idea." She paused a moment. "But in actuality you are looking for someone to stop you."

She hit the nail on the head, of course I knew it was wrong, but I also knew that this was the only way we could stop Claire in the long run. Living in a morally gray area has been my life story, every desicion i've ever made has had dire consequences, in this case it's New York.

"Noah, look, I do not have a lot of time as in this moment someone is coming here to kill me. I don't know who it is as their face was blocked in my dream, so I will leave you with this. The destruction of New York needs to happen if it does not then some other form of destruction will come around." She stopped speaking for a moment. "Noah, he's here. You need to do what's right. Rene he's here!" she yelled through the phone and I heard the door in her apartment break open. "Why are you doing this?" I heard the phone drop to the ground.

A mans voice came through the phone. "Because without you none of this would have ever happened." Two gun shots then echoed through the phone and the signal cut off. I closed my phone and slowly walked back to the living room.

I sat down at the dining room table where Peter and Sylar were waiting for my return. When I saat down I realized I needed an excuse to go check up on Angela. Once we decided on how to find the person who could transfer abilities I told them it was best that I retrieve the remaining information from the other primatech files Angela kept in her apartment with Sylar accompanying me while Peter goes to contact Micah for us. Peter agreed and left.

"Gabriel, we have to hurry Angela is in trouble." I filled him in on my conversation with Angela before we left.

"You're right, she could be in danger. How long would it take us to get to her from here?" Gabriel sounded sincere in his concern.

"About twenty minutes." I looked at my watch, it was the same watch she gave me a couple years ago as my 'retirement' gift. I walked over to my office and opened the bottom drawer to retrieve my gun. I checked the clip to make sure it was loaded and cocked the chaimber back to make sure there was a bullet in there. "Let's go."

We got to her apartment and saw the door was broken from the handle. Sylar said he wanted to take the lead inside just in case there was someone that my gun couldn't stop. the place was a mess; files were scattered all over and broken pieces of furnature were found all over the floor.

"There were six people here." Sylar began touching different objects in the room and using his clairsentience ability he was able to see the history of what occured in the struggle. "The first assailant broke the door down, Angela was standing in the living room on the phone. She dropped it here." He walked over to where a broken coffee table was "I can't see his face almost like it's blocked out." He bent down and grazed his fingers across the cell phone. "Rene came from the bedroom and saw the attacker pointing a gun at Angela. He reached for his own gun and was shot down before he could pull it out almost as if the attacker was trained."

I walked over to the hallway entrance to the bedroom and saw one of my oldest friends lying in his own pool of blood. "Rene, I'm so sorry for all of this." I reached for the necklace he always wore and removed it. I placed it in my pocket as a momento.

"He was about to shoot Angela down but then three more people entered the apartment. Claire, Tracy, and one other. The gunman turns to face them and Tracy tells him that his ability wont work on them. Confused the gunman disappears." Sylar stands up with a confused look on his face. "Claire saved her. Why would she do that?"

I began searching through the desk in the study looking for the file on Kris. "Angela is an important piece to this chess game, she can be used for her ability or in our case as a hostage. Knowing that Peter would never do anything to jepardize his mother, having Angela would make things go more smoothly for Claire's plans." I pulled out the file I was looking for. "We have to leave before anyone else shows up." As we walked out the apartment I knew one thing was certain, Claire and her group was not the only problem we had to deal with.