"Peter!"
His body was at my feet, lifeless.
The piece of glass, sharp and shiny, stared up at me from the back of his head. Something so small, worthless could turn your eyes gray and take away your world. My vision was blurry with his blood, the pain of his death filled me up till my knees went weak and I fell to the ground.
"Rose, Rose, open your eyes!"
Monster's fingers grasp on to me like handcuffs, trapping me within him. Eyes of a beast watching me with worry.
One word rang out as everything went black.
"Murderer."
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"Jamie! Jamie? Where are you? The trains coming!"
The loud whistle of the train filled my ears, smoke filling my lungs and the people waving from the train. Jamie's smile caught my eye, the conductor of the fast moving train, going right past me.
"Jamie! Stop! Don't forget me!"
He went right past me. In a whirl of black, Peter's familiar face sticking out from one of the many widows.
"Don't leave me, I want to come with!"
"You don't deserve to come, you're the reason their blood was spilled. You didn't see the threat, the monster in your house, right before your eyes, but all you saw was someone that was already dead. You didn't stop him; you welcomed him into your house with open arms. Rose, you killed them."
The cruel face of my own personal devil laughing at my tears and pain. My nightmare man, forever haunting me in my dreams and out.
His hands like blocks of ice grabbing me like a bird trying to fly away. All Peter wanted to do was set me free and watch me fly away, all Sylar wanted to do was cage me and break my wings.
"Who would want someone like you? Anyone that touches your skin ends up dead and buried, turning into ash. You belong to me, you and your tainted soul, your mine my tainted princess."
He began to pull me into him, into the darkness, swallowing me up whole. But I see it the light, shining bright, Peter and his crooked smile. His hand reaches for me, pulling me back.
"It's not my fault, not my-"
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I was afraid, the dream felt so real, I was afraid I would never wake up and would be always trapped there with my nightmare man. But then I afraid of waking up, what would I find, a Peter dead and gray eyed and a Sylar arms wrapped around me?
"Peter?"
A blacked out Sylar was laid out next to me, a map in pieces on top of him. Peter was gone, no dead gray eyes and no big crooked smile.
"Peter! Peter, don't die, and come back. I want to come with!"
The darkness took me over again, pulling me back in.
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The smell of hair gel and brandy filled me up, I hoped Claude with anger in his eyes. I dared to smile at the thought of it but it fell just as fast as it came. I was face to face with Nathan Petrelli.
"N-Nathan?"
His eyes were red and puffy, crying something I believe he had never done before.
Without knowing it I let out a yelp of surprise and terror when I saw his crooked smile once again.
"Peter! I th-though-"
The tears came as a flood down my cheeks, almost enough to kill a whole ant farm. His fingers took away the stinging tears and his lips kissed them away.
"I'm here, Rose. And I'm not going any where."