Peter Petrelli
12:19 pm
apartment complex
Peter grabbeds his jacket and pulled it on. He walked into the living room and shut off his television before going outside. It was a pretty warm day, despite how chilly new york could be. Peter just felt like he needed to go somewhere, anywhere. He walked down the empty street and looked at the ground. not too many other people were around.
At last Peter stopped. he kept thinking about sombody, Claire. The two hadn't spoken for a few days and Peter really did want to see her. Even if the two weren't related in any way, Peter still felt kind of wrong for liking her. She just turned seventeen. He was twenty five. That was a whole eight year difference between the two of them. Plus, things would just be kind of weird.
Peter didn't believe Claire liked him as more than a friend. Nobody had told her about how Peter had been adapoted when he was only a couple months old. So mayabe he and Claire had a lot in common.
He brushed back his hair and started walking around aimlessly, which was getting him nowhere. He went back to the empty apartment and looked around. What was there to even do around here? The phone rang, distracting Peter from his thoughts. he walked over to the telephone next to his bed and picked it up, then sat down in the edge of his seat. It was his mother.
Angela: Peter, are you ok?
Peter: Yeah mom, i'm fine...why?
Angela: well you haven't called in so long, Nathan says you're just not feeling well. Is there...anything you need to tell me.
What could he say, yeah I hate you for lying to me? Of course not, Peter would never ever say that, to his mother anyway. He still did love her.
Angela: Peter?
Peter:..Yeah, that's all.
Angela: I know this is hard on you but listen, we were just trying to protect you.
Peter: Protect me, from what?
Agela: Well dear, it's hard to explain
Peter: yeah, i'm sure it is.
Angela: I'm so sorry we lied Peter.
Peter:...I've got to go mom. I love you
He didn't wait for a response, just hung up the phone and suddenly felt sort of bad. Somthing inside of him stung. Maybe it was because of how cold he was acting towards her, his own..well his mom anyway. He would never know his real parents. Never know why he was given up for adaption and since he was so young, Peter had no memories of his real parents at all.
He looked up a the clock, then finally sat down on the couch and turned on the television. some breaking news report was on about a school shooting. He soon found out that the shooting was at Claires school. Peter stood up.
He had to go to to Texas.
Claire Bennet and Zach
12:21 pm
School
Claire grabbed Zachs arm with actually relizing it. The sound of gunshots rang out twice more, then stopped just as quickly as they began. Most kids were panicking.
PA system: Warning students, we are on lockdown this is not a drill! I repeat we are on lockdown as of now.
The principal did sound very panicked. Claire could sstill hear screaming but no longer heard gunshots. Some kids pushed past Claire and Zach and a couple teachers were running down the hall, probably trying to locate the shooter.
Claire: Zach, what was that?!
She knew his arm must have been hurting so she losened her grip.
Zach: I-Idon't know.
Claire: Come on
So many thoughts were racing throught Claires mind, who would bring a gun to school? Was anybody hurt? Of course Claire couldn't die and she knew it, but Zach could. Or any of her friends could for that matter. Together the two teenagers ran down the hallway avoiding other kids who seemed just as afraid as Claire felt.
She stopped at the end of the hall and looked back. Zach was still right next to her. Her heart was racing so fast and she knew Zach was afraid, he kept glancing behind him.
Claire: What's going on? What do we do?
Zach: I don't...
He stopped there as another gunshots rang through the hall. By now alot of kids had hidden in classrooms or by the staircase. Claire looked around desperately, as if somthing would be there to help her think. She never dreamed of this happening at her school, and it really was. Off somwhere in the distance she heard frantic shouts of students and probably teachers.
Zach looked over his shoulder again. Claire knew it was stupid to keep him out here where it was dangeous. She grabbed his hand.
Claire: Let's go.
Nathan Petrelli
12:39 pm
The Petrelli mansion
Nathan was walking around the mansion with seemingly no purpose. Peter had been so distant ever since they told him. He rarley ever spoke to any of them, not even Nathan. Heidi seemed to take notice of Nathans strange behavior. She constantly asked him what was wrong and he would give her the same answer: nothing.
Now he heard the televison on in the other room, the news channel. So he casually walked into the living room and took a seat next to his wife. She smiled at him. On the television the words Breaking news flashed across the screen followed by two reporters. There had been a shooting at some high school today in Odessa Texas...what?
That's where Claire went to school. Nathan heard her mention the schools name several times. She went to that exact school. He asked Heidi to turn up the volume, which she did without asking questions. A reporter was standing behind what looked like the high school.
Reporter: Today around Twelve o' clock at least 5 shots had been reported. the school is on lock down and only a handful of students have gotten outside. So far no injuries have been reported and the shooter is still somehwere inside.
Next they told parents where to call for information about their children. Nathan heard every last word, but he didn't believe it. Claire, his own daughter could possibly be hurt right now. Well of course it wasn't possible, but that's just how Nathan was, he worried.
Claire Bennet and Zach
12:26 pm
School
Claire led Zach down the now empty hallways, neither of them spoke. mostly because there wasn't much to say. By now she was aware of three things: Sombody was inside the school with a gun, they shot sombody or somthing, and she had to help Zach. She wondered if the shooter was a student here at the school. But she couldn't actually believe a student would do this, she didn't believe anybody would.
That's when it hit her. Her brother Lyle was somehwere in the school too. She hadn't even thought about him. What was wrong with her anyway? Right now Lyle would be at lunch or maybe back in math class. She didn't know his schedule all that well.
Zach: Claire, what are we doing. Let's get the hell out of here please.
Claire: I'm trying, where should we go?
Zach: it doesn't matter, come on though.
Finally Claire found the perrfect hiding spot: the science lab. To Claires surprise it was empty. Not a single student or teacher was inside. That was pretty strange because the school was on lockdown. She no longer heard gunshots or yellling. The whole school seemed to be silent. Maybe because they were far away from the shooter by now, hopefully.
Claire and Zach went into the lab and Claire shut the door behind her.
Zach: What is going on?
Claire: I have no idea, look Zach you stay here. I'll be back ok
Zach: What, why? I mean where are you going?
Claire: Lyle, I really have to find him.
Zach: well let me come with you Claire
Claire only shook her head. She knew there wasn't anything to be afraid of, she had been shot before. It wasn't so bad. All she was really worried about was Lyle and well pretty much the rest of the school. By now she was wondering somthing, if this was a student, could it be Josh Buyers? He didn't seem like the type but then again people did treat him bad. She had seen it before. Lots of times actually.
Claire: Do not go anywhere, i'll be back.
With that Claire left Zach alone safely in the science lab. She went into the hallway and shut the door behind her before looking around the hall. It was empty. Bookbag and papers littered the floor. Some lockers were still open. From the looks of it, some kids had really panicked when the shooting began.
As Claire jogged quietly down the hallway she couldn't help but wonder if any kids had been shot, if so who? Was the shooter still running around, shooting innocent kids. All she could do to keep from crying was focus on what she was looking her, her brother. She had to find him.
But what she didn't know was that she would find him. Very soon.
After running around in what seemed like circles Claire just stopped. This was hopeless. The whole school seemed calm now, like a shooting had never even happened in the first place. She couldn't hear gunshots, screaming, talking...
Nothing.
It was suddenly like she was the only on in the school. She never looked out the windows, it didn't seem important. All Claire wanted to do was be home with her family, safe. She stopped walking and looked down at the floor. Among all the discaded papers and binder she saw somthing. It looked like sombody had taken red paint and splattered in on the floor and walls. It wasn't alot, but defidently enough.
Claire felt her own blood turn to ice. Her whole body tensed up and she felt both sick and terrifed. But somwhere in all of that she felt somthing else, anger? Why would she be angry? Well right now her mind was spinning and she didn't know what to believe or think. The point was sombody had been shot, but not a single person was in sight. Claire heard a noise, coming from the classroom right by her. She felt sick again. Sombody was inside that classroom.
Was it an injured student, or the shooter waiting for a moment like this, the moment for some unexpecting kid to walk right into a trap. What was there to lose though? Claire made up her mind and grabbed the cold doorknob. She took a deep breath and turned it. There was sombody in the classroom. Not some random kid but sombody Claire actually cared about.
Lyle.
Peter Petrelli
12:46 pm
Local airport
Peter never called his mother, nor Nathan. he just grabbed his jacket and left home. There was no reason to worry because Peter had reminded himself that Claire could heal. She couln't die, but there was still that feeling of dread.
He bought a plane ticket to Odessa and waited for the plain. How could this actually happen to sombody he knew? Sombody he really cared about? All Peter wanted to do was see Claire and know she was ok. He waited restlessly for the flight and finally he boarded the small plane and took a seat. The flight wasn't actually that long, just a little bit over and hour or so.
He sat back and closed his eyes.
Claire and Lyle Bennet
12:44 pm
Classroom
Blood was stained on the front of Lyles white shirt. He seemed fine though, just shaken up. Claires heart felt as if it would stop.
Claire: Oh God, Lyle!
She ran over and bent down next to her brother. he managed to sit up.
Claire: Lyle, what happened?!
Lyle: Claire, it's Josh, that weird kid...I'm ok, it didn't actually hit me that much. But Brad...
He trailed off there, Brad was a friend of Lyles. Claire looked at him for a short while. She was overcme by both relief and more worry. He was still hurt but not as badly as she thought.
Claire: Come on Lyle, it's really not safe in here
Lyle: What makes you think it's safer out there?
Claire: Nothing really...
Before either of them could say another word they were cut off by the sound Claire hoped not to hear again. another gunshot
Right outside of the classroom they were hidden in.
A/N: Finally a longer chapter. Sorry for any possible spelling errors, also sorry that it kind of sucks.