Flying Heroes [Open Heroes]

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February 7th

Tires screeched to a halt as a shiny black door of a 4x4 swung open, feet climbing out and hitting the concrete running as a roar of sirens and a wall of flashing lights came screaming in the direction. The feet stopped for a moment as eyes looked up at the large lettering branding the building ‘AIRPORT’.

Sirens grew ever closer, the situation calling for rapid response and that was why the company was involved, why they were here first because this wasn’t any normal situation that the police could handle, this was something they really couldn’t handle at all.

Elle lowered her eyes back down and looked at the scene as frantic security tried to calm the panicking holiday makers and whoever else was freaking out about the whole hostage situation in the airport. They had to contain the problem so not to cause a mass panic through the city but they were undermanned which she really didn’t care about right now other than the fact that the doors were locked and no one was getting in or out. “Great!”

She glanced over her shoulder as the boys in blue arrived and before she was carted away from the scene by them to safety, Elle jumped into motion and ran for a side door, hoping she would have better luck getting in. It was only a few seconds later when she arrived at the door, an electronic keypad meant she would need a code to get in, well normally it would mean that but hey, she had a knack for breaking into high tech places. Elle glanced around making sure no one was looking, she could hear the police cars screeching to a stop, blocking all entry and exit points so no one else was put in harms way. She placed her hand up to the keypad and let sparks fly, the keypad shorting out and turning green, the lock mechanically unlocking and it brought a mild smile to her lips.

A further quick glance to make sure no one was watching and then she started inside, about to close the door behind her when someone else grabbed hold, pulling back and Elle grunted, she had no time to play tug of war with some cop. She pulled back with one hand, the other palm side up created an orb of electricity, if she couldn’t close the door then she would give whoever it was a gentle jolt for nappy time.

[clairebear]

Well, well what did you know. There was a big thing going down at the airport and The Company had to be involved because it wasn't just your average hostage, it was bigger than any normal people could handle. But it was typical, just as she'd said to her dad Noah and Angela she didn't want to work with Elle anymore, they go and send them both together. Well not together, but Angela sent Claire to go in pursuit of Elle. Great she thought, just great, I have to follow Electro Queen once again.

Claire just had to hope that they would get the job done the way it was meant to be done this time, and not like their first mission together when Elle had seemed hellbent on electrocuting the guy just to get him to come with them. There were after all people going to be on that plane who were on the right side. They had to be careful.

Claire got there in time to see Elle manage to get her way into the building. She quickly looked around to make sure nobody was following her, and then ran for the door that she saw Elle go through, and grabbed on the handle. Then Claire sneaked in the door and looked at Elle with a smug smile as she saw Elle was getting ready to jolt whoever it was who had been holding onto the door.

"Hello Elle, looks like somebody didn't want you doing this by yourself" she said still looking at her with a smug smile on her face.

It wasn't like Claire hated Elle, but she didn't exactly love her either, it was more a tolerance and if this was to help fellow evolved humans, then Claire was willing to put the past mission behind them and get on with what needed doing.

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The handle was pulled clean free of her hand and then without warning in stepped someone she really didn’t want to see here tonight, someone that would be a major pain in the ass the whole way and really she didn’t need a distraction tonight. This was knee deep serious stuff and she knew how this worked. Elle cursed inside her head, closing her hand as the charge dissipated, a sigh leaving her lips as she turned and started up the steps towards the terminal, she didn’t have time to play babysitter tonight, she had to find out if he was here, if the person that killed her father was here and then well the rest spoke for itself. She whispered back behind her, almost ignoring her completely as she made her move to getting through the terminal and to that runway before it took off. “What are you doing here cheerleader?” Of all the people to have as back up, why did it have to be the cheerleader? Really, it wasn’t smart to hijack a plane before it took off but some of those level 5 prisoners, well they really didn’t have much in the brain region so why would it change on the outside? Elle had to play this close to her chest; she needed to think up a smart way and….she couldn’t even get through thinking that without laughing at herself because she didn’t think things through. It wasn’t hate, it was just like sibling dislike, she tolerated Claire because she really didn’t have any of friends, or close as.

[clairebear]

Claire waited for a response from Elle when she said that she had been sent so Elle didn't have to do it alone, however she never got the response as Elle began to climb the stairs and almost ignore the fact Claire had appeared. Claire was used to it with Elle though. Instead she just quietly climbed up the stairs at the back of Elle.

Angela had called Claire and asked if she could make her way to the airport to back up Elle. Claire had complained to Angela asking why did she have to do it, couldn't Alex go or Noah. But Angela said that they were busy elsewhere and it had to be Claire. So she said fine through her gritted teeth, hung up the phone and made her way to the airport. Now here she was, and Elle was as welcoming of her as ever.

When Elle asked what she was doing there, Claire just gave her the same smug smile as before, "Dear grandma forced me to come, alright? So why don't you just shut up and let me help you Electro-Queen" Claire said firmly choosing to call Elle the nickname Claire gave her. Well if Elle was going to call her cheerleader, it had to be done right?

Claire had no real idea why Elle was here however, Claire was there to help the evolved humans, well to help the heroes escape the dangerous ones anyway, but knowing Elle she had her own reasons and no doubt wouldn't even begin to share them with Claire.

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Elle ignored or at least tried to ignore the fact that her backup was Claire because she represented everything that she hated. The nice family portrait, the perfect life or at least that was how Elle read the situation when she ran into the cheerleader. It would have been more interesting if Angela had sent Noah or anyone else as the backup, hell she would have preferred to do this herself than throw handbags with the cheerleader. She started walking through the terminal and then she spun around, lifting her arms up, her hands and just trying to get Claire to realise something. “Listen cheerleader, this isn’t a game okay. I have to be here, you don’t so why don’t you go back to your perfect life and let me get back to my messed up one, okay?” Elle knew it was a little harsh but really, she was trying to save Claire from getting too deeply roped into this whole Company deal. If she allowed herself to then she would lose something, a part of herself, her brother, her boyfriend, her father, it was what The Company took for loyalty these days.

[clairebear]

Why had Claire even bothered to come. She should have known Elle would react the way she had. She hadn't wanted to come, but Angela had insisted, so she was here, and now Elle would just have to put up with it. When Elle just started ranting on at her about it not being a game and needing to be here, Claire just rolled her eyes and shook her head from side to side, and then put her hand up to her mouth as if she was yawning.

"Listen Elle, my life is hardly perfect" she snapped, how dare Elle think that. "You don't even know the half of it" she said in an angry voice, through her trade mark gritted teeth when she was angry. "So as I said before, just shut up, we could be where ever it is you're planning to be by now if you just shut up and got on with it" Claire continued.

Elle really did annoy the hell out of Claire at times. They definitely had some sort of love/hate relationship, like siblings? Even siblings wouldn't be quite so nasty to each other, or would they? Who knew.

"Anyway, why do you have to be here?" she asked emphasising the word 'do'.

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Elle really hated when someone made fun of her, she wasn’t boring she was just trying to do the cheerleader a favour by keeping her out of this lifestyle. It wasn’t nice; it wasn’t pretty and definitely left scars after each mission. She was ready to groan but just sighed and turned around; starting on again as if she could do this all herself which she believed she could. It wasn’t difficult, get to the plain, take out the level fives or whatever was on the plane and then that was it. Simple right?

She continued along, her mind focused on Sylar and then she paused, turning around again as Claire reminded her of the reason why she was here. “He’s here ok, I know it and I’m not leaving….” Elle raised both her hands and created two orbs of electricity, she had one intention and that was to make him pay for what he had done. “He killed….” She suddenly felt her charge feed through her body, her high emotional state when it came to all things Sylar, it caused her to overload. Her teeth gritted together as she felt her whole body scream in agony, she couldn’t keep doing this, this revenge cycle for Sylar. It was killing her, she could feel it and the only way to cure it was either to kill Sylar or to have her power taken, she needed peace, to put her father to rest but not until his murderer was dead as well. Her whole body was lit, sparks flying across her skin like a web, it forced her to try and control herself, her anger, her own pain, her own guilt.

[clairebear]

Typical Claire thought to herself. She should have known why Elle was here. Obviously it was to take out Sylar. Sylar was hardly on Claire's Christmas list either, but she had better things to do with her time than be hellbent on taking him out. However, he had killed Elle's father, and Claire knew if anybody killed her father, either of them, she'd want revenge also. She sighed as she relented slightly, realising Elle was only doing what she felt was the right thing to avenge her father's death.

"Fine, but you're not doing it alone, we'll find him together" Claire said with a small smile on her face, trying to show a nicer side to Elle for once. Elle might annoy her most of the time, but she couldn't being to understand the pain of losing a parent, and she really didn't want to.

Then Elle seemed to let the electricity within her consume her as it took her over. She looked as if she was in pain, and a lot of it. Claire suddenly couldn't stand to see her like that. She put her hands on Elle's arms, letting some of the electricity run through her.

"You have to calm down Elle, or you wont be able to do anything to Sylar" Claire said firmly but kindly, allowing the charges of electricity to run through her, like it was water running over her arms. This feeling no pain deal wasn't such a bad thing after all at times she thought.

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Elle gritted her teeth tightly as her whole body screamed out at her to control herself but the more she thought about this mission, the more she thought about Sylar it just made her enraged all the more. She felt her body shake, quiver in pain as she watched Claire trying to provide a grounded for her charge, it was siphoning off the charge but still wasn’t stopping the continually pain that Elle was being tormented with.

She looked through her pain at Claire trying to provide some wisdom and she muttered under her breath in pain, “When I need advice about pompoms then you’ll be the first to know” A deep breath was taken, her lungs being filled with air, a calm moment as her charge started to fall until she eventually found a safety net for a second, a peace centre.

[clairebear]

Claire gritted her teeth again slightly and rolled her eyes, as she sighed at Elle's ability to try and ignore the fact Claire was actually trying to do something to help Elle. Would she and Elle ever get on properly, or would they aways butt heads in some way or another. The more they tried to work opposite each other, the worse it got it would seem. Like sisters. Weird dysfunctional sisters, but then everything about Claire's family life was dysfunctional anyway.

"Very original Elle" Claire said through her gritted teeth and giving her a smug smile, "Don't try to deny that it isn't giving some sort of help" Claire responded, as she watched Elle begin to calm down. It was the result Claire was after, and it was what seemed to be happening.

Claire still wasn't sure coming after Sylar was such a good idea, especially when she had tried to do it alone, but Elle was stubborn of that Claire knew, and as Claire wasn't exactly Elle's best friend, nothing Claire ever suggested would be good enough for Elle.

[badgerfan20]

The annoying sound of the alarm clock was pounding against Tristan's ear drum. Second after second the alarm clock persisted until with a hard slap from his hand onto the snooze button. Slightly raising his head, Tristan peered at the clock. 8:15. Which meant time to get up. Slowly sitting up, Tristan could smell the juicy fat filled bacon being cooked on the stove.

Looking behind the back of the couch, Tristan saw his mother at the stove. "Quickly, get in the shower. Your father needs to use it after you," his mother ordered.

After a loud and powerful yawn, Tristan said in a smart-ass tone, "First, he isn't my father. Second, why doesn't he just go and shower now?"

Ignoring the comment Tristan made about his step-father, his mother snapped back, "Because if we are going to make the flight on time you need to shower first. Now hut to it. Breakfast will be ready when you get out."

In a slouching manner, Tristan dragged himself into the bathroom. Turning the handle, Tristan felt the refreshing hot water pour onto his body, making him more awake. While in the shower, Tristan focused on the wedding. His cousin was getting married in Denver today and him and his mother were going to fly down there today.

After showering, Tristan ate a quick breakfast, got dressed, and waited for his mother to be ready. It always seemed that his mom would think that Tristan would never get ready to leave, but in reality, Tristan was always ready before his mother.

Arriving at the airport, Tristan and his mother went through security and were now boarding the plane. There seats were in the way back of the plane. So they were the first to board. Sitting there while waiting for all the other passengers to get on, Tristan decided to take a nap.

But that nap was soon disrupted with his mother tugging on his shoulder and the screaming and yelling that was going on the plane. Immediately, Tristan looked at his mother with his eyes wide, and asked, "What's going on?"

His mother responded with a tone of fear in her voice, "Somebody is hijacking the plane."

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Elle took a deep rather laboured breath and the calmed down a little more, her charge slowly dissipating but the warning signs were evident. Her body lacked control; her mind either had no control or very little control over her ability which left this whole scenario rather dangerous for everyone, least of all Elle. She looked at Claire, into those young eyes and sighed, she hated to admit but the cheerleader had in some way helped her deal.

She gritted her teeth and pulled her hand away, starting to walk on as her charge finally ceased for the moment. It wasn’t as if she was going to turn around and thank her for saving her from blowing up the airport or something. Elle marched on and then stopped, turning her head only an inch as she looked, spoke over her shoulder back to Claire.

“Cheerleader, you have a home, a family….just go home….be normal….” Elle turned around and whispered to herself, muttered the final part of her statement just now, “I wish I had that…” She then started on down the corridor, she had him now, her father’s killer and this, it all stank of him, the situation. Why hijack a grounded plane? She knew that Claire would follow, she shared that stubborn streak and admittedly she liked that.

[clairebear]

No matter how much Elle would try to deny it, the look on her face made Claire know that she had helped. At the start when Claire realised she had a power, and she wasn't the only one, she had always wished her power had been something which could have held up better in a fight, something like Elle's, but watching her go through the pain she had just gone through made Claire glad that she had the ability she had, after all now she was used to it, being able to regenerate from anything was quite a good ability to have.

Typical of Elle, she was telling her to go home, telling her she had a family and telling her to be normal. She sighed gently, "That's just it Elle, I'm far from normal, don't you understand that? Besides you are not getting rid of me that easily" she said defiantly as she continued to follow Elle. She was close enough to hear Elle mutter under her breath about wishing she had that, and Claire suddenly felt very bad for Elle. She put her hand on Elle's shoulder and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry" she really couldn't think of anything else to say.

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It had become but an echo now, the visions of her family which were all now crushed because of him, because of that monster and as a result of that she now had lost control over her own ability to control herself, to control what she was and it was dangerous for her and anyone else to be around her, even if that person happened to be invincible. A hand touched her shoulder almost in comfort and Elle paused for a moment, her eyes looking at the hand, the symbol of perhaps pity and she didn’t like such looks at all.

“Don’t be. I can’t stop you from following me, I have more important things to worry about but if you come then you should know, this will end when Sylar is lying dead in front of me and by my hand so don’t get in my way cheerleader, I mean it!” Elle shrugged off the compassionate hand and started off again, focused on her goal.

[clairebear]

Elle would never change Claire realised. It didn't matter how much she tried to reason with her, tried to tell her things were never as bad as she made them out to be. Sadly for Elle, maybe they were, she had a horrific power which could over take her and really hurt her, she had no father, where as Claire not only had a father, she had two. It took Claire long enough to realise, but Elle would never like her. She would always think Claire was better than her, had one up on her. Claire didn't think so, but she couldn't stop Elle from thinking what she wanted to think.

She shrugged off Claire's hand and then said in quite a strong voice that this would end with Sylar dead by her hand, and that Claire was not to get in the way. Why would she get in the way? She wanted Sylar dead as much as the next person, he was evil, he killed to get powers. A man like that, no a monster like that shouldn't be allowed to live.

"You honestly think I want him alive Elle?" Claire said incredulously, "he's killed so many people like us, of course I want him dead like you, I'm not here to stand in your way, I'm just here, I don't know, for back up I guess, but you know, if you really don't want me here..." Claire said trailing off, not finishing her sentence, because she knew fine well even if she did start to walk away, her conscious would get the better of her, and she'd make her way back to Elle again.