(Madrid and Valencia Alverez- Hollywood, California)

The men moved swiftly through the mansion, tasers ready and tranq guns armed. They could hear people talking from the upstairs, the commandos' presence not detected by girls.

The lights in the kitchen were on, a bowl of cereal sitting unattended. The men slowly did a sweep of the downstairs, but found nothing out of place.

"Sir…no one here…the younger one must have woken up, and now the older one is in her room."

Thompson nodded. "Proceed with caution. Remember, I want them alive."

Nodded, the soldier pointed to two other armed men, motioning for them to follow him up the stairs. Stepping lightly, no stair squeaked and no board groaned as the 3 men slowly climbed to the second story.

"It was just a nightmare, Vally." The men froze as they listened to Madrid Alverez soothingly comfort her 3 year old sister. "No reason to be afraid."

"I scawed." Vally whimpered.

"Nothing to be scared about…I promise, there is no one coming after us."

If the men were moved by the gentle words, they didn't show it. Instead, they continued onward, heading for the bedroom.

"Want me to sing a song?" Madrid asked.

"Ok."

The men paused, listening carefully as Madrid began to sing 'Itsy Bitsy Spider'. The commander of the group held up his hand, signaling for the other two to stop. He silently moved towards an overstuffed chair near Vally's room, and after looking at, he glanced at an end table. His body trembled for a moment, and then he shoved the chair aside in anger.

"Sir?" One of them hissed.

"Son of a bitch." The commander snarled. "Sir!"

Thompson raced up the stairs, eyes narrowed. "What the hell…" He began, only to freeze.

The commando held up the phone set, the blinking lights on it clearly showing that the speakerphone was on.

"How about this for a story, Vally." Madrid said, the sound of a car reving up dulling her words. "Once upon a time some idiots tried to break into my house." A mechanical sound was heard. "And these idiots failed to read 'The Da Vinci Code'…"

The phone went dead.

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Vally watched as her sister felt under the car's door, searching for something. As soon as she had told Maddy that 'they' were coming, her sister had quickly turned on the intercom to the upstairs. Their parents had set a phone up next to Vally's room when she was just a baby, so that they could contact the other while rocking her back to sleep. Their laziness in uninstalling it had just saved their lives.

"Got it." Madrid said with a grin, holding up the Hid-a-Key. "Why Katrina leaves a Hid-A-Key under her car, I'll never know, but remind me to buy her something pretty as thanks."

Vally frowned. "We can't steal car." She said stubbornly, hugging her teddy bear tight.

"We aren't." Madrid said. "Just focus on seeing if those idiots are near us."

Vally nodded, eyes searching for the pink little blips that represented people like her and her sister. A block away, in their mansion, she saw a bunch of them moving about. Her body tensed, and she turned to watch as Madrid made a copy of the keys…and then a duplicate of the car.

"Thank you neighbor." Madrid said, still a bit dizzy. She gave Vally a weak smile, and opened the duplicate car, sliding Vally into the passenger seat then wobbling over to the driver's side. "now, if I can just drive without killing both of us…" She murmured, pulling out onto the road.

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"Our top story, mysterious vehicles were seen leaving the house of Madrid Alverez, the daughter of…"

"Ready to save the world yet?"

(The Travelers- Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

Kelly looked up at Carter, who was carrying a shopping bag, followed by Linda with several bags of her own.

"Not quite. Hank's doing something in the bathroom that I want to know nothing about."

"Wonderful." Carter mumbled, tossing the bag on the bed. He jerked his thumb at Linda, shaking his head. "We would have been hear sooner, but Doc Fray was being picky."

Linda scoffed. "If I am going to save the world, I want to do it in a kickass outfit. Some of us don't have mysterious smoke men giving us our cool jackets." She grinned as she pulled out a stylish blue and green jacket, slipping it over her shoulders. "Pretty and practical, if I may say."

"And how is that?" Kelly questioned.

"Waterproof." Linda said with a grin. "Everything I got is waterproof." She tossed Kelly her own bag, going behind the wall that separated part of the closet area from the beds. Carter was already pulling off his shirt and jeans, Kelly barely giving him a glance. "You like what I got you?"

"Oh yea!" Kelly grinned, admiring the snazzy boots Linda had brought her, which matched the blue and black letterman jacket. "The B is a bit much…what if people ask what my name is?"

"Super bitch." Carter supplied, receiving a deathglare and a stuck out tongue for his joke. He pulled on his Goodwill jeans, then began to tie up his shoes.

"Whoa!" Hank shouted, covering his eyes and stumbling away from Linda. "Sorry Dr. Fray."

"More traumatic for you then me, I'm guessing." She snarked from behind the wall. "Kelly, the bathroom is free!"

Grinning, Kelly darted away, leaving Hank to look over his new clothing. "Blue jeans, t-shirt…biker jacket…"

"Turn it over!" Linda called out.

Hank did so and rolled his eyes. "Thanks Carter." He muttered, running a finger along the golden cross that had been stitched into the back.

"A gift from God." Carter said as he pulled down his black t-shirt, a large red P emblazoned on his chest. "Just call me Pani...you know what I mean." He added, putting on his coat.

Hank nodded, changing into his own gear, before turning towards Kelly and Linda, both of them entering the main room and sitting down on the bed. "Doesn't seem real yet, does it."

"Not at all." Kelly said. "Not at all."

They were all silent, trying to grasp the idea that soon they would be taking on some guy with powers…a guy with abilities like Carter and Linda's. They would be doing battle in the US Mint, to protect it from the greatest theft the United States would ever see. Only a few months ago, they had been students and a teacher, worrying more about mid terms and tuition. Now, they worried about what strange battle they would be facing. Dressed in their outfits, their casual attempt at costumes, the weight of what they were about to hit them.

"We are walking right into hell, most likely." Carter said at last. His three companions looked at him, startled by his sudden and blunt comment. "We have a .07 chance of any of this actually working out in our favor. We have no idea what we are against, and won't until its too late."

"Carter…" Kelly began, but the young man held up his hand.

"Someone needs to say it. We may not survive this battle… infact I would put good money on us all dying." He shook his head, running his fingers along his ancestor's coat. "But I don't care." He finally said, standing up, he stood before them, face hard with determination. "If we are to die, then let us die in such a way…that we will never be forgotten."

The room was silent.

Then, Hank stood up. "The angels will sing of us…of our final battle."

Linda steeled her heart. "The four of us, united…"

They turned to Kelly, the young woman closing her eyes and taking several deep breaths, before finally looking at each of them, eyes settling on Carter. "Saviors of the world."

Hank glanced at the clock. "We have 2 hours…then we need to begin heading to the train. Can't save the world if we miss that."

Linda nodded. "Get yourself settled, do whatever you want…we meet here in an hour."

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"Thanks for the lead…yea, we'll follow it." The cellphone was snapped shut and shoved in her purse.

"I can see why the Fresh Prince left this city."

"Who?"

(Helena Daniels and Marshal- Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

Marshal gave her a look. "You are a sad woman, you know that."

Helena shrugged she parked their car. "That's what you tell me."

Stepping out, the two of them looked around the parking garage, making sure no one was around, before popping the trunk and pulling out their equipment. Marshal would have little, only a backpack with spare clothing and, if need be, a doggy leash. He had learned quickly that, if having to choose between running around naked and acting like Helena's prize poodle, the doggy was the better choice.

"So, what's the plan?" Marshal asked.

"We have spotted Carter talking to some woman." Helena slid a photo of a stunning blonde out of her pocket and handed it to Marshal. "Had the techs look her up…it's the girl from Las Vegas…Nikki Saunders. Thing is, we know for a fact she hasn't left Nevada."

"So what…a shapeshifter?"

"Possibly." Helena said. "We are to follow her. One of my boys back in Flint picked he up on a security cam in the city, not 20 minutes ago. I say we find out a bit about her."

Marshal ran his tongue along the inside of his cheek. "And explain to me why we aren't going right after your son?"

Helena sighed, running her fingers through her hair. "Because I would rather know if he has something planned…"

"You're scared to see him, aren't you?" Marshal asked. He grinned and Helena began to walk away. "I knew it! You are afraid to tell him the truth…"

"Just shut up." Helena snarled. "We have a blonde bimbo to catch, and who the hell is the Fresh Prince?"

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"First one back, huh?" Carter asked, moving to stand next to Kelly. The former editor was staring out at the sunset, eyes unfocused.

"Never left…not that hungry."

Carter nodded. "Yea, me neither. Linda is playing pinball in the lobby…Hank's at some local churching, praying for our safety."

"And you?"

"I walked around." Carter admitted. He looked at her from the corner of his eye. "Nerv…" His hands glowed. "Uh…you know what I mean."

"Yea." Kelly said. "And God help me Carter, if you suggest you whammy me some courage…"

"Wasn't going to." He said. "Trying to resist that route myself."

"Yea, because we both know how well you do with a tone of confidence. Almost turned me into your sex slave."

"For a minute!" He exclaimed, Kelly just rolling her eyes. He licked his lips, the mood growing somber. "Beautiful sunset."

"Yea." She managed to say. She moved up closer, resting her head on her friend's shoulder. "We will never see Flint again, will we?"

Carter paused for only a moment…then wrapped an arm around her waist. "Yes we will…yes we will."

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"Ok…time to do this."

(Lee and Galatea- Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

Galatea watched as Lee opened his eyes wide, all color darkening to black. His body trembled as he focused his powers on the paper people he had stashed in the Mint, body twitching as each on came to life. He could feel the first begin to move, taking out the guards with ease and tying them up. His neck bones cracked as his head rolled, more of his creations storming out of the rest rooms and dark hiding spot and into the secure area, taking out any security in their way.

Finally he slumped back, drained. "It's done." He whispered. "Now we just wait for those paper drones to make us very rich."

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Helena watched on her cell phone the footage her techs were getting from the security cams they had installed in the United States Mint. After everything she had seen these last few years…she still had problems attributing this to fact.

"Whoa." Marshal said, glancing from the binoculars that he had trained on Galatea and Lee to the phone screen. "I can't believe it."

"Believe it." Helena muttered. She cocked her gun. "Carter can wait, Marshal. We have to deal with these idiots first."

The two of them headed for the stairwell, ready to get off the roof and take out this new threat. If they didn't, they knew their bosses would have their asses faster then one could say "gimme gimme".

Which is why they just missed the 4 new arrivals on the scene.

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Carter, Kelly, Hank and Linda stared at the United States Mint Building, standing together in a perfect solid line. They were a study in contrast: Kelly the dark skinned editor that was into chicks and always protected her friends; Linda, the teacher who had left her life of crime behind to educate those that needed her; Hank, the man of faith that had taken the word of a man with a sword to aid his enemy; Carter, the last scion of two powerful families, the master of emotions,

Carter nodded. Linda's eyes glowed blue as felt the water, flowing through pipes beneath the street, suddenly still, waiting for her command. Hank cracked his knuckles, not realizing that his powers had activated, cloaking the group from all electronic eyes. Kelly's power waited for her to enter the building, and then they would do their part. And Carter…his eyes and hands began to glow silver with stored emotional energy.

"Lets do this." Carter whispered.

And with that…they charged.

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Author's Note: At this point, the timeline between HEROES and ELSEWHERE will shift. Next weeks episode we see the future of the HEREOS. We already saw the future of the heroes of ELSEWHERE in SNAPSHOTS FROM ELSEWHERE 'The Voice of God Part 1-5'. Instead, we will witness what you all have waited for…the battle between The Travelers and Lee, with the final 4 chapters spanning two emotionally charged days.