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Strangers to Brothers Chapter Four
Peter isn't sure where he is. He knows he's running and that's all that really matters.
He hates not having his powers.
He hates not having Claire's power. There are scrapes up and down his face and chest and they hurt and he knows they won't be healing for a long time and it's a weird feeling.
He hates not having Hiro's or Nathan's power. He is running as fast and hard as he can, when a few days ago he could have just teleported himself anywhere he wanted, or flown away from his rival.
He hates not having Claude's invisibility, because damn it was useful.
He hates not having Flint's fire and Elle's lightning and the telekinesis he borrowed from Sylar who stole it from whoever, because he really needs his offensive powers.
He promises himself that, if he ever gets his powers back, he'll teach himself not to rely so much on them.
And if he doesn't get them back, he's fairly certain he'll be dead anyway, so it won't really matter.
He can hear Flint and Knox closing in on him and he knows it will all be over soon.
All he can do is be grateful for the good that has come in the past few hours.
His mother is awake, Parkman had saved her.
Nathan has realized that their father is a psychotic bastard hell bent on world domination.
They now know what exactly Arthur Petrelli is after and they know how to stop him from finding her.
He laughs when Knox tackles him to the ground. He knows he can't win, but he also knows that Knox has no power if Peter does not fear him.
But flint still has his fire.