Chapter 3

Kiera, Miami, Florida

"Hey! Watch where you're going man!!" I shouted as a guy in black trousers and beach shirt bumped into me, nearly making me spill the two drinks I was carrying in my hands.
"I'm sorry miss, are you alright?" asked the guy, he had dreamy brown eyes and floppy dark hair, he was looking at me concernedly.

"I'm fine, no thanks to you" I said nastily, I don't know why I was being so horrible to this guy, I was just in bad mood today I guess.

"My apologies" said the man as he walked off after assuring himself that I was alright.

I walked to the table at the back of the dark bar where Claire was sat and I handed her orange juice as I sat down.

"What was that about?" Claire asked with an eyebrow raised

"oh just some guy, who wasn't looking where he was walking" I said casually.

"look Kiera, I've got to talk to you about something important. Have you ever considered looking for your birth parents?" said Claire.

"I have, but I've never really got round to it, I didn't want to make mom and dad upset" I said after a moment's thought.

"well now's your chance, they're not here at the moment so go for it, but put it out of your head for now; because tonight we are going out to one of the hottest clubs in town" she said with a grin on her face.

"Sounds like a plan" I smiled hi-fiving her.

Bryony, Miami, Florida, USA

I walked along the high-street, I was still following Jess. She had got rid of the beach-bum earlier he had gone off with some of his surfer-mates and she was making her way back to the hotel slowly, browsing in shop windows as she went.

She made her way down onto the slowly emptying beach. The sun was just beginning to set. I was about twenty-five meters behind her. I could get her from here. I looked cautiously around the beach and then went invisible when I saw that no-one was looking directly at me. I flew up into the air and hovered over Jess as she walked along. I could feel myself looking into her powers as if looking at a menu, I was slowly sorting through them; oh! She has generation and manipulation of electricity that seemed like a good one to get her attention, I started to build up the balls of energy in my hands. She looked up suddenly and frowned into the air and then looked behind, I knew she was beginning to sense that someone was following her.

And then it happened. I hit something in the air, something I couldn't see and I hit the ground with a thump, I heard a loud exclamation as I hit this unknown entity. I stood swiftly and put my fists up, they still had electricity clasped within them and then realized I was still invisible, I came visible again and as I did so the thing I had bumped into did so. It was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen – but then again I had seen him before; Peter Petrelli.

He was looking at me very suspiciously. I stared back at him, while observing the area over his shoulder. Jess had gone, - bollocks.

"Why were you flying?" he asked

"I could ask you much the same question!" I said looking directly into his eyes.

He grabbed me by the upper arm and lead me down the beach to where there were not so many people. I tried to shake him off but he has a pretty vice like grip.

"We need to talk" he said matter-of-factly as if we had known each other for years.

"Why should I talk to you?" I asked angrily, he released my upper arm and I rubbed it harshly to get the blood flowing again.

"Possibly because we were both flying invisible above my sister!" he said

"Well other than that being slightly out of the norm I don't see any reason to talk to you" I said nastily, I turned to walk away.

"Wait! I need some answers!" he said. I turned back again and saw a look of what almost looked like desperation on his face.

"Why would you think that I would have them?" I said cautiously

"you seem more clear about your powers, I was just experimenting" he said with a meaningful glance at my hands which were still burning blue, I quickly got rid of the electricity by firing it at the sand beneath me; it turned black.

"What do you want to know?" I said resignedly. This guy looked desperate and I did have some answers but to be quite honest I probably knew as little about this as he does.

"What can you do?" he said

"I'm not sure, I think I'm a little bit like a sponge, when other people with powers are around I sort of soak up their powers without taking it from them, after that I have their power, I can do all sorts as I result and trust me if I didn't want to be having this conversation I wouldn't be." I said

"Why? Can you run fast?" he asked

I ran around to the back of him and a small pocket knife at his throat before he even had chance to think about it.

"No, I can run really fast" I said taking the knife away from his neck.

"When did you learn you had these abilities?" he asked

"Ages ago, I've known I could do most of this stuff since I was about five. I guess your sister is on a journey of self-discovery is she not?"

"How do you know so much about my sister?" he asked suspiciously.

"Let's just say I have my resources" I said staring him hard in the eye.

"What's your name?" he asked

"Bryony" I replied simply.

"Bryony..what?" he asked

"I don't know, I was never told, he never told me"

"he? Who's he?"

"My friend, who right about now will be expected me back, oh and one other thing you need to be more careful who you trust Peter"

"how do you know my name? I never told you" he said

"Just let it be, you'll probably find out soon enough; I think it's slightly odd how all these people have gone without meeting for years and now there are three of us within five square miles of each other, don't you? Something's happening."

"But can I trust you?" he asked

"For now" I said turning away definitely and leaving him standing on the beach with his questions and some of the answers.

Kiera, Miami, Florida, USA 11:10pm

I was dancing to the heady beat of the music, I could feel the whole floor vibrate with the bass and it was driving me crazy. Claire and I had been here for about an hour and already I had had two vodka's and cokes. I was starting to feel it take an effect. Claire was at the bar ordering a soft drink for both of us, all this dancing was wearing me out. There were so many people in here I was hard to a face apart in the weird lighting. There was however one face that I had noticed, there was a man standing in the corner of the club, he had been there for as long as we had and in all the time he had not stopped staring at me and Claire, he had made a phone call – though how he heard his cell over this noise was unknown to me - and then he returned to his corner and resumed his staring.

Who was he?

What did he want?

Peter Petrelli, Miami, Florida, USA 11:30pm

I was lying on my bed in the hotel room. I had the window open because it was so warm in here and the satin curtains were swaying slowly in the breeze. I was thinking about what that girl had said to me on the beach today. I have never met anybody like me before – apart from Jess – but by the looks of the number of powers she has then she has been exposed to something pretty great. Possibly terrible but still great, she had some powers I had never even heard of. And speaking of Jess, where the hell is she? Actually scratch that, I know exactly where she is even though I don't want to think about it, she's with that Beach bum Darren or whatever he is called. I tell you if he hurts my baby sister I'll kill him.

3.20pm

The door to the apartment closed with a snap. I got up off the bed and stood in the doorway to the bedroom. My sister came waltzing into view. She saw me and stopped.

"Jess, where the fuck have you been?" I asked I was really mad at her for not telling me where she was going to be at this time of night. Her eyes harden immediately.

"What the hell has it got to do with you?" she asked, her hands were down by her sides and I saw them start to glow blue, I subtly made mine start to go ice cold, if she was going to fire balls of electricity at me she was going to get pretty chilly.

"it's because I care about you Jess, it's nearly half-past three in the morning, no phone call, no nothing; you could have been dead!" I said

"Yeah but I'm not am i?" she said

"that is completely beside the point! You didn't answer my fist question: where were you?" I asked

"with Darren" she said with a pixyish smile and a slight sigh.

"Oh Jess, you didn't?" I said sitting down with a flump on the bed.

"I sure did" she said with an another smile, her eyes glazed over slightly; I made a repulsed face

"I thought of you as a lot of things but never as slut" The ball of electricity hit me faster than I could even register it.

"Never call me that again" she said her voice ice cold as she leant over me watching me re-grow the patch of skin on my face that she had just burnt.

"Look Jess, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, I'm just a bit shocked that you would sleep with someone you've only just met" I said

"Well for starters, I am equally shocked as you and for seconds Darren is special, I think we have a connection" she said. When I made a repulsed face she cried, "Not like that!"

"Whatever Jess, I'm going to sleep seeing as I've been up this long waiting for you to show your face" I said

"Nighty Nighty Peter" she said heading into the bathroom.

"Pajama, Pajama Jess" I said slowly getting under the sheet and letting my head fall against the pillow and drifting to sleep.

Company Man, Miami, Florida, USA

"It was her, the girl who stole the folder! I saw her last night in the Parks club" I said

"are you sure it was her?" the man with no face said.

"Yes, it was either her or Kiera Smithson and seeing as we want both of them it doesn't matter does it?" I asked

"No, not really, Fine then bring her in. I shall be delighted to meet her acquaintance"

Niki Sanders, New York, USA

"so what are you going to do now?" asked the small Chinese man at my side.

"I figured I go back to L.A, see what I can do for my normal life until HRG calls again" I said, "what about you?"

"I'm going to Las Vegas, Ando is there, we are going to see a bit more of America and again I must wait until HRG calls again"

I sensed something was wrong before I saw it. Or rather Jessica did.

"Niki their coming for you" she said.

"What?" I asked

"What?" Hiro said. I told him to shush and he immediately knew that I was having a conversation with Jessica and was immediately on his guard, I saw his hand go to the concealed sword that he had down his back.

"Who?" I asked Jessica

"Run! There behind you" she said. I whirled on my heels and put my fists up but the airport guards were on before I could even throw I punch.

"Niki!" I heard Hiro yell.

"Go Hiro, warn HRG" I yelled over the melee

I heard the satisfying sound of a guard yelped as his quarry vanished before his very eyes.

I struggled and a heavy piece of wood came down upon my head and the world went black.

I awoke and I was in a cold interview room, there was a guard stood by the cold metal door. A detective was just sitting down opposite me and turning on a tape.

"Detective Hales interviewing Nicola Sanders on the 19th July 2006." He said into the mike that hung between us.

"Miss Sanders, you have been accused of Murder of a Nigerian Politician a man much respected by the global community." He said to me.

"I want my lawyer" I said

"I'm afraid that's not possible Miss Sanders, in special cases we can deny a suspect the right to lawyer"

"That wasn't a request" I said quietly.

"Nicola, it will not go well for you if you don't cooperate with me." He said testily, did this man want to die?

"Nicola-"

"Sorry, the names not Nicola, it's Jessica" I said and with that I ripped the handcuffs off the chair and broke them. I heard the detective press the alarm button, but before he had even registered I was there he was dead. The guards came pouring in, the first one died with a fist through his chest the second with a kick to the back of the head, but eventually with the sheer weight of numbers I was overpowered and for the second time in twenty-four hours I was knocked out cold.

Nathan Petrelli, Miami, Florida, USA

"You have one new email" the smooth voice of a Manhattan woman came out of my pocket. I got my blackberry out of my shirt and flipped in open.

Nathan,

Got very exciting new case for you when your vacation ends. The first for you and one of the highest profile cases this year. You been reading the morning papers? We got the Niki Sanders case!

Sending you case details to your laptop now

Dr Phelps.

I dropped the blackberry. The Niki Sanders case? That was incredible!

I was rushed out of my thoughts by my brother finding me.

"Nathan! You have to talk to Jess, she slept with Darren! She's only just met him!!" babbled my brother.

"why is it any of my business if my sister is a slut?" I asked

"because I know you care about her" said Peter.

"It's up to her what she does" I said

"Yeah but you must know he's only using her!" said Peter.
"Of course I do, I just think Jess has got to learn the hard way, don't you remember what happened last time I tried to talk to her?" I asked

"yes but please, try, I'm worried for her" Peter said

"No." I said. I heard the apartment door slam.

Bryony, Miami, Florida, USA
I walked straight up to her. She was alone looking into the sea. It was early evening and their were few people on the beach.
"Jessica Petrelli?" I asked

She looked up.

"Yeah?"

"You know what you've been told these past eighteen years, it was a lie. Your not a Petrelli" I said turning away and walking away.

"What?!" she cried after me, "How do you know my name?"

I was gone.

I ran around the corner breathing hard. I peaked around it looking at Jess who was still sitting bewildered on the beach. I smiled slightly and then turned away again and started to run, I ran down three blocks and across another and there it was; the red door to our apartment.

I felt Sylar moving around on the other side and I phased through the door into the apartment. My flat-mate had just sat down on the sofa with a sandwich in his hand.

"You are a little bit of a lazy-slob, you know that don't you Sy?" I said

"Just a little bit" he replied with a smile while putting his feet on the coffee table in front of him. I got up and pushed his feet off the table. He looked affronted and tutted slightly, he then reached behind him and picked up the remote that was balancing on the back of the sofa, he flicked on the T.V. The news came on and I watched with interest as the newsreader reported a developing story.

"Now, a new update on the Nicola Sanders story. As you all remember Miss Sanders was accused of killing an influential politician. Miss Sanders was arrested in JFK airport on her return to the country. She had a companion who managed to elude capture; we believe her companion to be about 5"5 and of Japanese origin, if anybody sees this man please inform homeland security immediately, do not try to approach him as he may be dangerous. Anyway back to the case; Miss Sanders was arrested and taken to a New York precinct where under questioning she attacked a detective, we have CCTV footage of her questioning.

The T.V screen flicked over to a slightly grainy image of the a cell. In it sat a blonde opposite a detective who appeared to be questioning her, there was a swift movement and the blonde broke free of her handcuffs, the detective was thrown against the wall and slid down it. The guards came pouring in and the CCTV was cut off.

"We have to cut off the CCTV there because the following scenes are too violent, Miss Sanders killed four people in all and the case has been passed to the highest court of law available, Miss Sanders appears to be unaware of how she killed these people. She is being held in a padded cell."

Sylar flicked off the T.V and looked carefully at me.

"Did you tell Jess?" he asked eventually.

"I did."

"What did she do?"

"Nothing, she just sat there but then afterward when she thought I wasn't looking she was looking rather upset and I heard the word 'bitch' in the midst"

"You've been called worse" he said

"I have, mostly by you!" I laughed

"Yeah, whatever SHHHLAG" he said with a grin.

"okay you asked for this one!" and I fired a ball of electricity at him. He caught it and deflected it back to me, I ducked under the table.

"These Pillow fights are fun!!" he said

"There not exactly orthodox are they?!" I shouted from behind the table as I threw a fireball at him. The next thing I knew the table had frozen and it crumbled into dust.

I looked up and Sylar was gone.

"Okay not fair!" I said and went invisible as well. I heard the paper flicker to the side of me and a fireball went that way. I heard an ow of surprise and then him healing himself. Fireballs and icicles where flying with abandon around what would appear to the untrained eye to be an empty apartment. I squealed as I was frozen solid for no more than a few seconds as I healed.

"Okay enough!" Sylar said after he had been hit by the sixth fireball. I came visible again as he did.

"those are good for my reflexes!" I said cooling off my hands.

"they're just fun" Sylar replied, "oh and by the way tomorrow I'm going to get you to go and talk to the Petrelli brothers see what you can gain from them"

"I already have spoken to one"

"I know; I heard" he said with a smile. I just glared at him.