Guess what's back, back again? Special's back- tell a friend!
Um, yeah. Sorry for disappearing on you guys over the summer. But now Season 4 is starting, and, well, I for one am excited about it! Speaking of which, the Comic Con sneak peak looks badass. This oneshot was the result of a few of the lines from it. Watch as it gets demolished tomorrow night.
Nathan keeps many, many secrets.
(Sylar keeps none.)
He lives the life of a politician; it's practically part of the job description. He lies on a daily basis, he pays people to change numbers, he spreads rumors on purpose, arranges to have them started. It's a dirty, nasty job, but he's good at it, and he does manage to produce some good, change the world if he wants to talk clichés. But he loses track of these secrets, he has so many of them. He loses track of who knows what… and who should have been told.
Lately, he's decided that he regrets these secrets. He doesn't like the feeling that he's a different person to different people- he just wants to be himself. One Nathan Petrelli. That shouldn't be so hard. He should know who he is.
(He should know...)
Except he still sometimes gets confused.
(He would know, if he wasn't trapped.)
He can't fix the things directly related to his career, since that would involve several situations that would get him arrested many, many times over, and he can't go to jail. But he can fix personal things. Problems with Heidi, and Tracy, and his mother and Peter and Claire and… and the list just goes on for forever, the people he's wronged, for no reason other than his own benefit. It makes him sick. It makes him wonder how he could do such things in the first place.
(Murder, now, murder is clean, as long as it has a straightforward purpose…)
He tries to fix these problems, uncover these secrets. But things, they only get worse, he only gets more and more disgusted by himself as places, as objects jog memories that he had misplaced entirely. Like Kelly. Kelly, who he hasn't thought about in years and years, so bright and young. Kelly, who trusted him. Kelly, who died.
And people are disgusted by him. People react when he tells them these things. People don't want to know the truth.
… he has the feeling that he's had this revelation before …
Besides, he's starting to develop new secrets, ones that he can't share. For example, his office seems to have a strange problem with static electricity. Static electricity… which is blue. And seems to generate itself from his hands.
That, and paper cuts disappear in seconds. And if he thinks too hard about it, objects will move before he touches them. And he can't walk into his office and listen to the chatter without feeling several different tingles run down his spine.
(Lies, lies, these government employees are all about lying. It's sickening. It's boring.)
But these things, they feel natural, even if they have nothing to do with flight. It doesn't feel like they should stay a secret. They're a part of him. Why should others mind? He can't come up with a good reason.
(He's earned them, damn it, and he won't hide them.)
And his mother, she's acting so strangely, asking so many questions, he can't trust her anymore.
(He never could.)
And he doesn't like who he is right now. He wants to be somebody new.
He wants a chance to be... reborn.