Not ready for school to start.  Meh.  Also, I wrote this thing.  It's angsty and sad. Inspired by this video . The Strong One Nights like these with soggy streets and dripping clouds, the tail lights...that. But in the end, he pulled himself together with the same hands that held other people together.  He had to live his vacant life and his vacant job.  Even if the sky would never be the same again

Why yes.  Yes I am spamming you. Here's a Heroes fic and a half.  Or half and a fic?  I don't know, something like that.  I wrote these original on my RP journal, but they stand alone since I'm not technically...  He opened the front door and stepped out into the hallway, and when he closed the door to his old apartment, he locked her inside.  He didn't need two of them on the way to Vegas--one was bad enough

I probably should have been homeworking, but.. this wouldn't leave me alone. I have no idea if I'll have time to continue it. I hope so. This is just the prologue because it's so short. More plot-y stuff...look, Sylar took another bite of the apple. “You know, I was really hoping you were as stupid as I thought you were. By the way, your dreams are really fucked up, Peter. You should look into that.”

It's something at least. Hopefully the bouncing around won't confuse too much, the majority of this is going to be back-telling. Chapter 3: Secrets The Petrelli family had a house in the Berkshires...out?” “Then he will have to be put down. I expect you to be responsible.” “One of your sons…you’re a cold woman, Angela.” She smiled tightly. “That is what makes this company function, Noah.”

Whoo. It doesn't stop... this chapter is long. Next one will be fun. I've still got no idea what's going on in this story. That's ok I think. Chapter 2: Nathan No one ever told Nathan what his part...do a kid right now. But I promise, I’ll talk care of everything.” Reaching for his beer, Nathan took another drink from it to finish it off. He needed to call his mother now…she would know what to do

I'm strangely not as nervous about posting this one because all of like two people are goina read it. And Heroes like.. messes with peoples brains so much anyway that an AU fic would probably be like a...in acceptance, but not without a sense of loss that even he could feel. Peter pulled her into his arms too and held onto his mother, as he turned his head to look over at Gabriel, who stood apart.