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Post by moho on Dec 18, 2008 23:43:49 GMT -5
“I’m sorry Angela” He said with a weak smile as he listened to her lecture him. He hated being lectured by people. But let’s just face it. He wasn’t like his present self. He was a different person and he just wanted to be a normal person. He wanted to be like his present self again.
“The second one” He said. The second one was the mutated version of the virus. This virus has a cure and it requires his blood and the regeneration cells of a person with healing abilities. He hoped that Sylar didn’t hear that he prefect that virus.
“We aren’t going to kill her with the virus, I’m not a murderer” He said as he disagreed with Sylar.
Mohinder watched Sylar in horror. This was his time to be the hero. He dug into his jacket and jabbed the remedy into his thigh. Sylar was going to kill those two it would seem and Sylar had accidently let him just sit and watch, not being beaten or pinned to the wall.
The Indian had to do something. He had to stop Sylar. He looked around the office and tired to find a sharp object. He was going to jab something into the back of his head. It would make Sylar lose black out. It really didn’t matter. It was probably for the greater good. Mohinder grabbed an object and crept behind him and jabbed it into the back of Sylar’s head. “I’m sorry!” He exclaimed as he grabbed Sylar before he could fall to the ground.
“I’m taking him to level ten” Mohinder said as he looked at Angela. Level ten was located in Japan and only a select few people knew exactly where it was. Elle and Noah knew nothing about it.” He said as he left the room using his speed moving papers all over the floor. The two men were gone in a flash.
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Post by maiwolf on Dec 21, 2008 0:47:22 GMT -5
Riley wasn’t going to say anything else. She was still standing defensively in front of Angela, but Gabriel was approaching on both of them. And he was going to kill Riley. She stood her ground, her face scrunched up in utmost concern for Gabriel. No, she was not concerned about herself, she cared only for what Gabriel was becoming. She could care less if she died—apart from the fact that then Elle would be family-less.
Riley stared at Gabriel, willing him to stop. Gabriel seriously wouldn’t be totally out of his mind to kill her. Or maybe he had wanted to kill her ever since she’d joined Pinehearst—ever since she’d met him—and hadn’t had the chance to do so until now. But, no, Riley knew at least one side of Gabriel. He would kill, but he wouldn’t… kill Riley?
Fortunately, that not-Suresh dude stabbed Gabriel in the back of the head. Riley wondered for a split second if it had hurt Gabriel, but the wonderment vanished as soon as she realized what was going to happen if Gabriel hadn’t have died. Riley wouldn’t have been able to keep the shield on Angela Petrelli for long if Gabriel’d pummeled the both of them at the same time. She’d have to either give herself up, or give up Angela Petrelli. Riley’d give up herself before letting someone else die. Gabriel had killed too much already.
Then the not-Suresh took Gabriel and fled the facility. Riley frowned, and dropped the shield around Angela. “Well, an eventful day gone to waste.” She murmured unhappily. Then she turned to the older woman, and smiled. “Our introductions were scant, at best, earlier. Hello, Mrs. Petrelli. I’m Riley Bishop, younger sister to Elle Bishop. I know who you are; Elle’s told me a lot about you.” Rambling, Riley continued, “Mrs. Petrelli, I am on your side, what my sister would call the ‘heroes.’ I have enrolled in Pinehearst to provide my sister with information, and have become Gabriel’s—well, you could say side-kick, but he uses the term coffee person.” If Riley had been smiling—which she wasn’t—the smile would have been turned upside-down within a moment. “But Gabriel’s not coming back, is he? Level 10, that’s even higher on the food-chain than level 5. What’ll I be now?”
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Post by angela on Dec 22, 2008 2:08:10 GMT -5
Angela sighed, “Technically it should be impossible, but it’s not, it happened, somehow” she said trying to explain what had happened during the experiment for even Angela wasn’t completely sure how it happened either. “You aren’t monsters, neither of you need to be monsters, you both have the ability to control what you do, you however, just choose not to control it” Angela said with her usual thin tight smile, and twinkle in her eye as she started at Gabriel.
“It’s fine” Angela said to Mohinder still with that same smile she gave to Gabriel. “So, we now have a strain of the Shanti Virus which can remove the abilities safely?” she asked, confirming what Mohinder had told her. That was good in Angela’s opinion. It meant that anybody who had a particular nasty ability, like Maya for instance, could be cured. It would be perfect for somebody with an ability like Maya’s.
Angela then watched as Mohinder took matters into his own hands. She saw him inject himself with the remedy, and then watched as he used an object to penetrate the back of Gabriel’s head, and then caught him before he fell. He told Angela he was taking Gabriel to level ten in Japan, and Angela just nodded her head. “Very well” she said, as she watched him leave.
Angela was now left with the young Riley who had protected her from Gabriel and to which she was very grateful. She began to talk more about her ability and who she was, and where she worked, Angela raised her eyebrow when she mentioned Pinehearst, she could have worked for her. Especially if she was on the good side, the side Elle called ‘heroes’.
“Well thank you Riley for saving my life” Angela said giving the girl a genuine warm smile. She was feeling very lucky right at this moment. “You have a very good ability there, and I’m sorry Gabriel has been taken to level ten, he might be back, they don’t stay there forever. As for the job, well you could always come and be my ‘coffee girl’ instead” Angela said keeping the same genuine smile on her face. “Elle already works for me, and I’m sure I could get somebody else to pose at Pinehearst, but of course it’s entirely up to you” Angela said softly to the young girl, patting her on the arm with her hand.
“Now, I think it’s time we both left here, don’t you think?”
[end of thread?]
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