Disclaimer: I own nothing but plot and OCs
Note: Just one thing. Matt Parkman is in New York in this story instead of LA. Why? Cause we like Parkman. There will be more of him later.
Beginnings part 2
New York City
Darcy Strong
Why did she always do this? Darcy's heart and mind raced. It was the classic abusive boyfriend scene. Guy gets mad, girl doesn't stand up for herself, guy hits girl, girl forgives guy. This act of dominance was nothing new for Darcy.
Yet as Jared beat her senselessly against the bathroom wall, something started to build up inside of her; something lethal.
Jared took his strong arms and shoved Darcy into the bathroom stall. The door had been locked, it had been completely closed. Yet there she was on the other side of the door, her breath heaving.
"What are you?" She heard Jared say disgusted as he dashed out of the bathroom. Darcy's hands shook madly. What had Jared seen her do? Or better yet, what had she just done? Her mind raced and she could only think of doing one thing besides sitting down and crying. Try to do it again.
Darcy closed her eyes. How had she done it again? She had thought about being safe and getting away from Jared. She thought about the other side of the door, envisioned herself standing in front of the sink. She shook her head slightly. This was insanity!
A cold sensation went straight through her as if she was stepping through a sheet of mist. Her eyes flew open only to be blinded by a bluish black smoke. It whirled around her intricately. She should have been scared. Instead, this felt incredibly natural to her. As if she was one with the strange scene swirling around her.
When the mist cleared, Darcy was only half surprised to find herself in front of the sink. She turned to look at the locked bathroom stall and sighed heavily. Jared was right to question what she was. Her reflection brought her back down to earth. Her lip was spilt and blood was soaking her chin. Her cheek was turning purple and she was surprised the rest of her face wasn't completely black and blue.
When she walked back into the kitchen Sandra's face fell. She ran to Darcy like a bullet and touched Darcy's face lightly with her fake nails. Sandra sucked in a breath and pushed back some of Darcy's strawberry-blonde hair.
"I swear to God Darcy." Darcy shrugged and tried to walk past Sandra. Sandra gave her a stern look and held her firmly by the shoulders. "Please let me call the cops." Darcy's eyes widened in fear.
"No! Please Sandra just leave it," Darcy said pushing at Sandra as she held back tears. "Just let me barrow some make up and I'll-"
"If you won't let me call the cops than at least let me take you home." Darcy shook her head furiously.
"I can get home myself." Darcy did not mean for her voice to be so harsh. Sandra's face was unchanging for a moment before she pointed to Darcy seriously.
"I can only help you for so long Darcy. If you don't start helping yourself, you'll get yourself killed." Sandra paused to let the words sink in. "And I'll have a clear conscious." Darcy opened her mouth to speak, when her cell phone rang. She took it out and looked at the number creasing her brow.
"Um…I have to take this." Sandra threw up her arms and walked off.
"Go ahead. After that, go home." Darcy nodded and flipped her phone open.
"Dad?"
Upstate New York
The Strongs'
Laurent turned to Coleen, who in the course of their five minute drive had worked up tears that soaked her cheeks. "I'm impressed," he smirked down at her in pure affection. "Ready?"
Coleen sniffed and pulled her red curls out of her face. She looked at the crime scene through the car window searching for any sign of her sister, with no success. Coleen nodded to Laurent finally and stepped out of the car.
Her hands gripped the car window so tight her knuckles turned white. One by one, people began to turn and look at the two newcomers. Laurent and Coleen glanced at each other before heading up the grassy hill.
As soon as the two came to Jamie's backyard, they came at eye level with Coleen's father. Jim Strong took one look at his daughters pleading eyes and it broke his heart. Jim didn't hesitate to answer those pleas. He put a hand over Officer Parkman's shoulder, who he had been talking too, and nodded to him quietly saying 'I'll be right back.' Some things were more important.
As Coleen and Laurent reached the caution tape, neither could stop staring at the corpse. Coleen slammed to her knees in an instant and let out a heart shattering scream. Laurent kneeled beside her, wrapping a strong arm around her stomach. Though when Jim ran up to them, Laurent immediately backed off.
Coleen wept into her father's chest as soon as he fell beside her. Jim embraced her lovingly and ran his hand through her wild red hair. "Coleen, baby."
"Dad…" she choked. "Dad...I don't...I don't understand." Her father fell for the act.
"Neither do we." Jim sighed deeply and supported her back and head with tender, fatherly hands. "No known enemies. No DNA trace, not even any finger prints." Coleen smirked mentally but retained her sad demeanor.
"Not even any weapons?" She sucked in a breath.
"Not yet." Jim tangled his fingers through her curls and kissed the top of her head. "Don't worry, we'll find who did this to Jamie. We think we already have."
Laurent glared, but was scolded by Coleen's wondering eyes. She let go of her father and watched him cautiously. "You have?"
"It's a long shot, but it can't just be a coincidence."
"Daddy," Coleen grasped both his hands gently. "What are you saying."
"Sylar." Jim put it plain and simple.
"Who's Sylar?" Laurent asked as both he and Coleen relaxed slightly.
"We've seen dozens of other scenes just like this." Jim stood slowly still keeping a hand on Coleen's shoulder. "Victims with their head cut off and horrible brain damage. It's almost as if someone was…searching for something with their fingers." Jim and Laurent shuddered.
"Fingering through brains?" Laurent eyed Coleen, but he wasn't as disgusted as she'd thought he'd be. He almost looked amused. "This guy sounds like a modern zombie." Jim nodded in agreement.
"He kind of is. No ones been able to catch him. But, now he hit too close to home." He locked fingers with Coleen softly. Someone ran to the three panting and the person's shadow caste over the three causing them all to jump a bit.
"Woah, it's okay." Darcy said getting to her knees and sitting at Coleen's empty side. "It's just me." Darcy draped an arm over her sister, giving a sad smile. Coleen allowed a few more fake tears to slide down her cheek before turning to her sister. "Sorry it's just…with the way things are going…I'm on high-"Coleen stopped when she examined Darcy's face. "Darcy…what happened to-"
"I know its frightening," Darcy said trying to cover up the subject of her face. "I'm here now sis." Darcy was a sweet girl with a bright future. Thinking about that made Coleen feel almost…guilty. But then she would remember what Jamie did to her, and her guilty was replaced by hatred. Especially for anyone who might have hurt her precious little sister. Coleen waited for Laurent and her father to float away before she said anything to her sister.
"He hit you." Darcy looked down at her hands.
"Doesn't matter." Coleen choked in disgust.
"It will always matter." She spat every word with pure hatred. Darcy stared at her sister her eyes wide. She had never seen Coleen so passionately protective.
"Not now Coleen," Darcy whispered under her breath. Coleen grabbed Darcy firmly, to the point where Darcy gasped in pain. "Coleen?"
"I'll kill him." Coleen's eyes were furious yet her voice and features remained calm. "I'll kill the man who even thinks about touching-"
"Coleen what the hell are you talking about?" Coleen wondered; if things had turned out differently, would her feelings change? Then she realized something. If she had been caught in the act of murder, she wouldn't care what effect it would have on her sister or how her father felt. If her family knew, she wouldn't feel guilt in the least shape or form. And she was willing to do it a million times over.
"I'll do it Darcy. Just like I did to Jamie."
Authors Note: Oh kind of a cliff hanger. Well thanks for reading part two of this! Thanks to KaraxLavi13 for reviewing! Let Kara be an example. So review please!