"Evil's root was not born of a dark seed. It was not grown from a wicked deed or vile thoughts. No, the first evil, the devil himself, was but an angel. The brightest of angels, the greatest of them all. But it was this greatness that destroyed him, and brought him unto ruin. And so it remains: within the greatest of angels…lies the greatest of monsters."

-Carter Daniels

&

The Four Hunters.

In another place, one of the most dangerous groups to ever live…the seekers of those with powers…

IN another world, they were feared.

In this world…they were about to show Quint just why.

"Destroy him." The woman said simply, letting the two youngest in the group (though the teenager was the only true "young one" as the two men were only separated by a year) take on the 2nd Horn.

"How should we do this?" The teen asked.

The younger man shrugged. "However you want…what's most fair?"

"No powers?" She offered.

The younger man nodded. "Yup, that will work."

The older man leaned over to his wife, whispering something that none of those gathered could hear. The woman snorted. "She does not get her stubborn streak from me!"

"How are these people?" Biddy questioned.

Hank glanced at her. "No clue, but they are saving us, so lets not question it."

Quint rolled his neck as the younger man and the teen slowly walked towards him, each extinguishing their whammy flames. The man kept his guns, while the teen pulled out two wicked looking daggers. "Yous think this is somes game?" He focused, the ground rumbling as a slab of rock emerged, taking the form of a 10 foot tall golem.

The teen looked over at her partner, waving a hand at it. "You want it?"

The man shrugged. "Why not?" Aiming his gun carefully, he only took one small step back as the golem thundered towards him. "Wait for it…"

BANG BANG BANG

Three shots, off in an instant.

Quint laughed. "Oh, like that's gonna dos ya any goods…"

The golem crumbled to dust.

"Pressure points, dumbass." The man said, twirling his guns. He turned to his companion. "You want him?"

"Please." She said, crouching down. Quint quickly created several more stone hands, in a vain attempt to stop her.

The teen chuckled darkly.

She was on him before any could realize what had happened. She leapt over the hands as if their were only two inches tall. She dodged attacks as if they were going in slow motions. She was graceful, powerful, and with her daggers…she was death in elegant form.

One slice, then two, and Quint barely had time to grab his throat as he blades tore through, his lifeblood spilling form his body. The teen leapt away, watching as the stone hands slowly fell apart.

The leader of the group took several step forwards, watching Quint as he died. "Tell the devil that The House of Ellis says hello." She turned her back on the dying man, nodding to her partner. "Open the gate."

The man nodded, a strange shimmering portal appearing before them. As the 4 slowly made their way towards it, Hank was broken from his stupor, realizing at once that the voice of the woman was too familiar…

"Madrid?"

The woman turned to look at him before her silent companion grabbed her, pulling her into the portal, leaving Hank and Biddy on the streets…alone.

&

"Stop looking at that thing."

(The Daniels' Family Mansion-France)

Kelly shook her head. "I can't help it…"

Tina sighed. "We should just burn the damn thing."

"I'm all for that." Vic said, entering the room. It had been him that had found the two women staring at the image, the little sketch of his son and daughter-in-law apparently turned evil, murdering several people, their eyes stained red.

Helena nodded, sitting down next to her husband. "Like my son would ever turn evil." She glanced at Vic. "Though, it does seem to run in his family."

Kelly frowned. "What does that mean?"

"Nothing." Vic said, crossing his arms.

Helena shook her head. "It seems like half of Carter's family is crazy or evil."

"They are not." Vic complained.

"Lets start with the brother and sisters, shall we? Carter's brother Terrence is a Company Agent, so was Eden…though I will admit Eden was not that bad. On the other side, we have Claire, who is just annoying."

Kelly chuckled weakly at that. When Tina gave her a look, Kelly shrugged. "Cheerleader."

"Say no more." Tina commented. "I did a psych paper on cheerleading and how it is a mother's way to live through her daughter like football is for men."

"Then there is Gabriel…"

"Who even I don't know if he is actually related to Carter anymore." Vic pointed out. At the looks he was receiving, Vic shrugged. "I didn't keep close eyes on Joyce and my kids…I only peaked in on Virginia, and within 5 years she went from single to married and a kid…how was I suppose to know she adopted baby Sylar?"

"If she actually did…we only have reports from our spies about Angella claiming that…"

"Sylar…as in THEE Sylar?" Kelly practically screamed. "Carter might be related to Sylar?!"

"Joyce?" Tina asked.

"His FIRST wife." Helena growled, glaring at Vic.

Vic held up his hands. "I didn't love her! Besides, without her, there would be no Edward, and without Edward, there is no Carter."

"SYLAR?!" Kelly shouted again.

"Ah yes, Edward." Helena said, her tone mocking. "The charmer that has knocked up a dozen women, who raped Carter's mother. And his mom! Lets not forget Meredith, the Barbie with kung-fu grip."

Kelly rubbed her head, becoming more disturbed with everything she heard. She knew Carter had a screwed up family… "Evil siblings, evil parents…" Tina cleared her throat. "Not that having an evil parent is a bad thing."

"Damn straight." The child of Mr. Linderman said coldly.

"And even if we skip Isaiah, the Horseman of Death…we have your dad, Vic…" Helena accused. "The great and very evil Adam Monroe."

"Adam?" Tina asked. "As in the guy my dad talked about again and again and again?"

"The same one." Vic commented glumly. "Ok, ok…so my family isn't the best…but me and Carter rose above that, alright…so what if my dad swore vengeance on Hiro Nakamura…so what if my grandson might be Sylar or that half of my granddaughters are bat-shit crazy…" He shrugged. "Its not like everyone's family is sweet and innocent."

Kelly shook her head. "It still makes me nervous…and I want to get to the bottom of all this prophecy stuff. Maybe there is something this image in the texts you first found?"

"Could be." Vic admitted. "I kinda stopped at the part where my great granddaughter/granddaughter would be the savior of the enhanced humans."

The former newspaper editor nodded. "Then I want to see those texts." She paused. "And by the way…my family is sweet and innocent."

&

"Renee Miller, or is it Raegan now? Legendary thief and master criminal, scourge of all police forces and one of the most devious and clever robbers to ever live. The woman that once replaced the portrait of Kennedy with a 3-d Eye Poster. The one on the top of Interpol's secret "Most Wanted Criminals" list, and who once had an entire division devoted to her at the FBI." Marie Delpine said happily as the Raegans were led into her parlor, Rodreck following behind them. "And…her boyfriend."

Charlie frowned. "Husband." He rolled his eyes.

(The Delpine's London Home)

Marie grinned. "And a police officer too, if I am correct. How very amusing, the great cat burglar married to the chief of the Flint city police. The dark and twisted fiend and the golden pillar of justice."

"You obviously know nothing about the Flint police if you think we are golden or a pillar of justice." Charlie commented, taking a seat. "Now, can we cut the monologue and get to the talk about our daughter?"

"But of course. I can be direct, when I want to be. It isn't that hard at all, really. I just rather prefer hearing myself speak, as I find the words soothing and tends to make this world seem a bit less bitter…"

"The point…" Renee interrupted, "is coming, right?"

Marie sighed. "Of course. We know exactly where your daughter is. That is the easy part…getting to her is the trick. The chateau she is currently at is being guarded by beings with abilities…abilities that are just as suited to their professions as yours are, Mrs. Raegan." Marie flipped out a folder. "But there is a way for you to get to her…if you are willing to help us."

Charlie frowned. "What do you want?"

Marie was about to speak when a beautiful blonde haired woman entered, moving to Marie and whispering in her ear. "I need to attend to business…Rodreck, come with me…" She smiled weakly. "I will be back in a moment."

As the 3 left, leaving husband and wife by themselves, Renee turned to her spouse. "Well?"

Charlie frowned. "Their telling the truth about where she is, and that they will help us…but there is an undercurrent of lies. She's hiding something, her true motive."

Renee nodded. "Then we'll have to ferret it out, won't we?"

&

Carter adjusted his suit jacket, watching on with a parental eye as Vally happily played on the jungle gym, putting his cell phone away. After a rather draining day at the Bennet house, he had decided that he was no good sitting around, waiting to find out what the hell Meredith was going to do to get Claire back.

He was going to take a more proactive approach.

Madrid was standing next to him, reassuring Vally that they were watching her as she moved about the monkey bars. She knew there was no real need for her to watch Vally…they had 20 armed Alliance agents, Carter's personal guard, stationed around the playground, just as they had been when they had stayed at the Bennet house. Carter didn't even command them; they were his father's agents, on command by his parents to protect their son and prevent him from having to stage a 3rd heroic sacrifice.

"Who was that?" Madrid asked.

"Sandra Bennet. I called it…Claire did a runner."

"What do we do now?" Madrid asked.

Carter frowned, watching Vally as she leapt down and ran to a slide. "You and Vally get on a plane, head back to Morbius…take as many of the damn guards that you can." He sighed, pulling on his jacket again. "I'm going after Claire."

"Is that so?" Madrid said stubbornly, glaring at her husband. "And does the little missus get to decide what she eats on the plane, or did her big strong husband decide that too?"

"I don't mean it like that…" Carter began.

"Doesn't matter, came out that way." Madrid poked him in the chest. "I've been training just as hard as you, Carter Daniels…I have full mastery of my powers." She pulled out her gun, making a second copy, then created a 3rd arm with its own gun, only to retract it. "I heal fast…maybe as fast as your precious Claire. And I may not be as strong or as fast as you and Vally, but I am faster and stronger than any agent here, thanks to whatever mojo Vally did to me to bring me back to life."

"This has nothing to do with how strong you are." Carter snapped.

"Then what is it about?"

"Me not being strong enough." Before Madrid could reply, Carter lowered his head. "I can't lose you two…I can't." He shook his head. "Madrid…I'm running on full whammy energy…and these guys Claire is after…they scare me. It isn't a matter of if they will hurt someone…its when. I…I won't survive if I lose either of you. I won't risk you on my quest to ensure the one remaining member of my family I can actually stand is safe."

Madrid reached out, stroking his cheek and pressing her forehead to his. "They are my crazy family too, Carter. The day I married you is the day I let all your crazy brothers and sisters into my life…they are mine to protect, just as they are yours." She kissed him softly. "We're coming, Carter…deal with it."

"Daddy!" Vally called out. "Time to go?"

Carter glanced at Madrid, before nodding. "Yeah princess…its time to find your Aunt Claire."

&

(New York)

"And in a sad piece of news, our colleague, Anthony Delpine, was laid to rest today, his body finally recovered…"

Lee grinned as he entered the hotel suite, a piece of paper in hand. Galatea was laying on the bed, watching the news and finding it rather boring.

"They have it…the auctioneer wasn't lying to us." Lee said happily.

Galatea grinned. "The Elsewhere sketchbook? Angela Petrelli has it?"

Lee nodded. "I bribed her maid to photograph an image from it and bring it to me. Its one of Isaac's, alright."

The artist unrolled the paper, revealing a simple pencil sketch. It was a portrait of two men, their backs to each other. One was Carter, dressed in black, a dark look passing over his features, his hand on fire. The other was an older man in white, holding a rose with a look of simple joy.

Galatea shook as Jessica took over. "Linderman." She snarled.

"Tina's dad?" Lee tilted his head. "She has his ears."

"This came from the sketchbook?" Jessica/Galatea asked.

Lee nodded. "Even have the title- Daniel: The Voice of God."

Jessica laughed. "Anyone that thinks Daniel Linderman is the voice of god must be crazy."

The artist frowned. "Well, Isaac did do a lot of drugs…the point is, we know the book is there…and tomorrow, we are going to get it back."

"How are we going to do that?" Jessica asked.

"Simple…we steal it."

&

Carter hung up his cellphone. "Driver, turn around."

Madrid looked up at him. "What now?" Carter gave her a sour look. "Claire came home?"

"Right after we travel 3 hours East." He rubbed his head in frustration. "I swear, my family is trying to kill me."

"HEY!" Vally shouted.

"Ok, my none Hispanic family."

Vally grinned. "That better." She paused. "Do I get to play with Mr. Muggles again?"

Carter grinned. "You sure do, princess."

Madrid frowned, glancing out the window. "We haven't turned around."

The man known as The Metatron nodded. "Driver…we need to turn around…"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, sir." The woman driving the limo told them over the intercom.

"And why not?"

The woman shrugged. "Because if we turn around, my boss is going to succeed in killing Prof. Frey."

&

Bennet glared at Sylar as he drove along the dark back road, making his way towards Company headquarters.

"I get the sense you are mad at me." Sylar said innocently.

"You think?" Bennet said, white hot rage in his voice. "You tried to turn my daughter against me, make her look at me the same way she looks at you…"

Sylar glanced over at him. " And it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't tried to kill me." He smirked. "Besides…maybe she should look at you like that. You were going to either kill a man or force him to kill someone…sounds a lot worse than what I do…I have a reason for what I do…"

"I do what I to for the good of my family. You…you're just evil."

"No, Mr. Bennet." A voice said calmly, as if it were right in their ears.

SNAP

The car flipped in the air, the front smashed to bits, slamming down on its roof and leaving the two men inside dazed.

"He's not the evil one…" The speaker grinned, holding out his hands as he emerged from the side of the road. "I am."

"Joseph…" Bennet whispered from where he hung, still in his seat thanks to his seat belt.

SNAP

The car spun like a top, its back denting in and trapping the two men.

Joseph looked over at Bennet, the man struggling to free himself. "Stay down, young man…" He sighed dramatically. "I can't believe you fell for it…I can't believe you followed this breadtrail the entire time. When I gave you that lead on our little Black Hole maker, I was planning to kill you there. But then when I saw your daughter…well…I decided it would be much more fun to kill you and your new boy toy, then go and murder her and the rest of your family." He turned to Sylar, grinning widely. "But, business before pleasure. Me and my replacement need to have a talk."

"Sylar…" Bennet groaned. "Attack him…"

"Don't tell me what to do." Sylar said, even has he held up his hand and sent Joseph flying into a tree with his telekinesis. Joseph laid slumped against the tree, his eyes shut. "Give me a moment…" Sylar freed himself, pulling his body from the wrecked car. "Now, considering you are just hanging there, maybe we can talk about the right and wrong ways to treat your part…"

"WATCH OUT!" Bennet cried.

Snap

Sylar went flying, the sound blast sending him smashing through a tree.

Joseph stood, cracking his neck. "My turn." He said, slamming his hands together.

BOOM