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Post by alyson on Feb 10, 2009 18:14:55 GMT -5
January 21
File – Claire Bennett. Alyson had heard of Bennett from her time, Noah and Claire mostly as both had a heavy history with the company. After gaining access to current files on employee Noah Bennett, Alyson teleported from New York and headed to the location which the file documented as the current location for Noah and presumably Claire considering she was still a teenager. The power Claire had, it was intriguing and she wanted to have it so much that she didn’t even consider the danger she was walking into until she actually walked into it.
Alyson appeared out of thin air in the living room, rather light as the curtains and drapes were open, the sun shining through in the middle of the day, she was lucky no one was in the room when she teleported in. She moved her feet, headed towards the window and peaked through the drapes, checking the driveway, the car was gone, daddy wasn’t home which was good, meant she could work undisturbed. As she stood peaking through the window, the drapes, footsteps came down the steps and it swiftly caught the ears of Al who turned around, letting the drape fall free from her hand as she waited. It was either Claire or one of the other family members of Noah. She hoped it was Claire alone. She wasn’t going to hide, it would be the class thing to do but she wanted to see the fear.
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Post by clairebear on Feb 11, 2009 17:37:34 GMT -5
Claire was round visiting her mom and dad West was out somewhere doing something for she wasn't sure who, but she didn't mind because it was giving her a chance to go and visit her parents for a while. When she arrived Noah's car wasn't there, which she had half expected, as he was seldom at home, he was always busy with one thing or another.
So she had been up the stairs in her bedroom lying on her bed in her room which was still there thankfully and reading a book. She had been there for about an hour now, and she was beginning to get hungry. She knew her mom was in the house somewhere, she just wasn't sure where. As she headed down the stairs she saw a shadow of a figure in the living room by the window.
"Mom?!" she questioned, and then realised as she walked nearer it wasn't her mom Sandra at all but somebody she didn't know.
Looking at her with her eyes half closed and her teeth clenched, she stared her down, "Who are you and why are you here?" she asked in an angry voice. Not that Claire had any fighting powers, but she could kick ass if she wanted to, Brooklyn had taught her how to fight.
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Post by alyson on Feb 11, 2009 18:22:58 GMT -5
It wasn’t fear that greeted her on appearance but rather raw strength, a fiery temper that issued a demand with questions on why she was here and who she was. Alyson smirked, moving a few steps forward, unconcerned as she addressed the teenager with a soft but comfortable tone. “You don’t need to know who I am Claire but for arguments sake lets just say I’m the future.” She stopped moving and tilted her head to the side a little, examining Claire in more detail, comparing the picture to what she remembered from her own timeline and she shrugged. “You look the same as I remember…” It was like a riddle, pieces which didn’t quite fit a puzzle but that was how Alyson played this, a game with riddles and puzzles, not just a simple break the door down and steal the power. Al knew that Claire could defend herself, knew at the first chance she got she would grab something and whack her or stab, whatever tool was available and then have her dad clean it up but she didn’t care, she couldn’t hurt her. “I know what your thinking Claire, the lamp or a knife but that won’t really help you in my case because….” Alyson vanished from her current spot and seconds later reappeared behind Claire, finishing her sentence and possibly invoking some fear. “…I can be anywhere…”
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Post by clairebear on Feb 14, 2009 21:38:52 GMT -5
She wasn't even going to give Claire her name, and yet she knew Claire's name. Now that was annoying. It reminded her of Sylar all over again. Sylar, the 'unwanted uncle' in Claire's opinion. The future? Claire questioned in her own head, well maybe this woman knew her because she knew her in the future, but Claire was yet to remember meeting her or something. What ever it was Claire wasn't amused.
"So, it's alright for you to know my name though?!" Claire challenged the woman still staring her down.
When she said Claire looked the same as she remembered Claire confirmed her earlier suspicions the woman must be from the future, after all it wouldn't be the first time Claire had met one of the guys from the future. Future Gabriel now that was a strange confrontation.
"Remember me? I've never seen you before? So you must be from the future" Claire said her voice still steady but with anger as she continued to stare the woman down. She wasn't about to get the better of Claire, or at least that's what she was thinking anyway.
Then she started wittering on about knowing what Claire was thinking. Claire actually hadn't thought of a knife or a lamp, she was thinking more fire poker, but same difference really. Then she disappeared from Claire's view and Claire immediately turned around as she heard the voice finish what she was saying behind her.
"That kind of trick doesn't worry me" Claire began as she moved closer to the woman, "So why don't you just tell me why you're here" she said again. Not sure yet whether she wanted the answer to the question or not.
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Post by alyson on Feb 15, 2009 9:25:10 GMT -5
Alyson smirked, what did she want? It was a time old question and she had never really been asked it before so readily because honestly, nobody from her time really gave a toss about her, even her own father turned her into a monster but that was life right? This Claire, she really was every bit a mystery, special in her own right and she could see why it was well documented, the Claire Bennett story in the future. Of course, she knew Claire Bennett from the future, knew what she did and it wasn’t the sweet innocent girl. “I’m here for something that you have already given out once, something that you hate, something that you don’t want to be defined by” It was a little riddle, not really but she liked to tease, play this little came of word play while all the time her mind was churning through ideas, thinking of how to play this smart.
“Tell me, have you ever wondered about the future, what you become?” Al of course knew about Claire, who she became, what she became but did Claire have any idea of who she was destined to become because of her biological father and her adopted one?
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Post by clairebear on Feb 17, 2009 6:49:06 GMT -5
When the girl spoke in only what Claire could call a riddle, it didn't take Claire long to work out why she was there and all Claire could think was 'not again'. She didn't think there was another Sylar out there, but she was obviously very wrong. This woman was beginning to piss her off.
"Well what if I'm not willing to give it out again? And you've got it so wrong about me you know, I actually don't mind the ability now, I've changed" Claire said still in a very firm and angry voice and through her gritted teeth, finishing it with a smug smile. Ever since Gabriel had told her she was special she actually began to believe she was.
When she started talking of the future, Claire just shook her head, "The future can be changed by what happens in the present, I know what you're doing, trying to scare me, but it wont work" Claire said, as she then lunged for the girl and grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the ground. She might not have a power that could kill or stun, but she could fight, so that's what she began to do.
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Post by alyson on Feb 17, 2009 9:22:28 GMT -5
It was all true, Claire really did have a fire inside that burned like a phoenix which was admirable really but for Alyson it was beginning to grow a little annoying. She listened, watched the flame inside the eyes, the teeth gritted like a lion ready to pounce, it was really a powerful statement and would scare most but Al was used to these sort of situations now and was actually ready for them. She however wasn’t ready for the blonde grabbing her hair and throwing her down, that was something. Claire was al serious, angry and raging while Alyson now on the floor just sighed, smirking as really found this entire thing amusing. Claire wanted scaring, she could do that. “What if I told you that your grandmother, Angela sent me here to get your power knowing that you wouldn’t die but also knowing that she needed a monster sick enough to stop Sylar in her ranks?” She was smug in her expression, it was quite possibly true considering the things Angela had and was preparing to do and if that wasn’t enough, she could even take Claire to see Angela talking with her at Primatech. It was twisting a few knobs, turning up the heat between the dysfunctional Petrelli family and she also knew Claire wanted Sylar dead so, maybe she would actually believe that.
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Post by clairebear on Feb 19, 2009 6:12:47 GMT -5
Even when Claire had thrown the mysterious girl down onto the ground she didn't seem to flinch, instead she just sighed and looked up at Claire smirking away at her. Which just fueled Claire's anger even more. Claire had a deep rooted temper and it showed when people messed with her like this.
When she started going on about her grandmother sending her to get Claire's ability to take out Sylar, she just scoffed. "Don't make me laugh" she started shaking her head with the same smug look. "Angela adores me, she does everything she can to protect me, that's a lie, she'd never do that to me, no matter how much she wanted Sylar dead" Claire continued.
It was obvious this girl was trying to break Claire, but it wasn't going to work. She knew Angela had a lot of sick and twisted ways of going about getting the right thing done, but having some sick girl come and take her granddaughter's ability wouldn't be one of them.
"So, nice try, but it's not working, got anything else up your sleeve?" Claire asked, looking down at her smiling smugly.
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Post by alyson on Feb 28, 2009 9:51:02 GMT -5
Alyson was pinned, she knew that Claire was a fighter; history wrote about many occasions where Claire Bennett lived up to the title of a hero so trying to trick the girl wasn’t going to work very easily. She shrugged, “I know she does Claire, she literally lays down her life in order to save you in the future but he still kills her, the monster you helped to make invincible. That is why I am here.” Alyson rolled over, pinning Claire to the ground now but not forcefully, she didn’t want to hurt the girl, in fact she admired the resilience in the Bennett daughter but she hadn’t come here for nothing. “I know what you become in the future, a guilt ridden killer that has lost everything. Her family, her husband, her baby because of him” She continued to avoid naming him because she knew the blonde would know who was in reference.
“You think all he has taken from you is your power but believe me, you are destined to be his nemesis, his opposite because you are the one. He’ll take your family, all of them and then West and then after that your child just to hurt you and believe this or not but I want him dead as much as you do. Sylar must be stopped now before we both loose everything, all we love” Al was lying, she was making it perfect, saying it as if it was the truth, it was all so believable that even the smartest wouldn’t be able to know.
She took the risk and loosened her grip, stepping off and standing back up as she continued to play the game, the game she had been playing since her arrival in this timeline. After dusting herself down a little she offered a hand, “Angela wants me to stop him, to kill him and her husband by any means so that you and everyone else can have a future free of grief, off pain. I’m not here to kill you Claire, I’m here to kill Sylar and Arthur Petrelli and once I’ve done that, if I survive then I’ll leave….return to my time.”
“So the question is, do you want Sylar to kill everyone you know or do you want to help me stop him, change the future where you, West and your child can be free and alive?” It was a different tactic, asking for someone’s power but Claire didn’t know everything, she didn’t know the future unlike Alyson. Claire couldn’t die, not from Alyson’s power but Sylar could take everything Claire had because she was the one. It was an interesting pitch.
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Post by clairebear on Mar 5, 2009 7:02:40 GMT -5
Claire did her best to put up a fight against this girl who seemed to know a lot about the future. Seemed to know a lot about everything. Claire still had her pinned, but she was losing her grip as she went on in greater detail about Angela doing what ever was necessary to protect her, and yet Angela is killed by him in the end. As Claire was distracted by her words slightly, the girl was able to turn Claire around and now she was pinned as she went on about Angela and the future some more.
She shook her head, refusing to believe what the girl was saying, through gritted teeth and a look of anger wanting to refuse to believe what she was saying, after all Sylar had the opportunity to kill Claire and he didn't. He just took her ability. But she knew that West and her family and even her unborn baby were not invincible like she was. She couldn't allow Sylar to do that, kill her family, and she couldn't allow herself to become a cold and twisted killer in the future.
"Fine, fine" she said in a smug voice as she stopped struggling against her. She wasn't going to allow herself to cry, because she could change that future, she would not allow it to happen. "No" she said, shaking her head, "No, I wont let it happen, I'll change that future" Claire said in a less angry voice, but with defiance.
She then loosened her grip on Claire and slowly stood up and then offered her hand to help Claire up. She took the offered hand grudgingly and pulled herself to her feet and dusted herself down and fixed her hair. Maybe the girl didn't go about things the right way, but it seemed she was willing to do what ever was necessary to change the future. Claire had to do the same thing.
If Angela had allowed for this to happen, then she had done it because she felt it was necessary, Claire knew Angela well enough by now to know that not everything Angela did was clean cut, but it was always for the benefit of her family. "I want to stop him" Claire said, "Of course I do, so, do what ever you have to do to make it happen" Claire said bringing her defenses down. After all it wasn't as if she felt pain anyway and after Sylar had taken her ability she knew she didn't die.
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Post by alyson on Mar 21, 2009 8:45:32 GMT -5
It was a web of lies that had brought strong defences from a passionate woman down a notch and then completely which only brought around a soft yet visible grin of pleasure as she now had the opportunity to level the playing field with Sylar somewhat. He had taken Claire Bennett’s ability and made himself virtually unbeatable but now, now she had the chance to do the same, it was really a quest for power which would lead to destruction of the highest level when these two inevitably meet to cross swords.
Alyson wasn’t here to kill Claire, she could have killed her at any time in the future if she really wanted to but instead she came back in time to make herself immensely powerful and to perhaps change some futures for the better, not that she cared all that much. Al slowly moved her hand forward, softly brushing some of Claire’s stray hairs aside from her face, her hand softly running down to the stomach where she held her hand for a moment, maintaining eye contacting with her as she smiled softly, friendly almost.
“You’re so lucky….” Al wanted children; she hadn’t given up hope but had unfortunately given up on being normal thanks to her father’s wrong doings and making her this way, a monster. It was who she had become. Alyson looked at the table, the coffee table and nodded, “Time to revisit your past….” She needed to examine her brain like he did.
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Post by clairebear on Mar 25, 2009 16:46:35 GMT -5
Claire kept the same smug yet angry look on her face, she may have been beaten down by what the woman said about her future, but Claire was far from happy about the woman being in her house and threatening her in the manner she was. She also wasn't very happy about having to admit defeat and allow her to take her ability, but what else could she do? She had to stop the future the woman spoke of and the only way to do that, was to allow the woman to take her ability, which meant revisiting the past all over again.
She turned her head away slightly when the woman's hand touched her face, pulling stray hairs away and then running her hand down toward Claire's stomach which made Claire feel a little sick. It wasn't right, a woman handling her like that.
"Yes I am lucky" she said in a smug voice, and then muttered under her breath, "at least I thought so" and shook her head slightly as the woman told her to revisit her past, she just closed her eyes, and let the woman get on with it.
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