Stop The World (Matt)

[sasha]

14th December 2009 || 10:19pm

Sasha knew that she had to get up from the bar stool where she worked, but she didn't have the energy. She had finished work three hours earlier, and had gone home to her daughter, Shanelle, who was now three and a half. The baby sitter that she had organised wasn't there, and from the sounds of the noises coming out of Quinn's bedroom, he wasn't alone in the slightest. She searched the apartment, and found Shanelle sitting in front of the tv, watching her normal show at seven o'clock.

She had asked her daughter where Mandy was, and she said that Quinn had told her she wasn't needed anymore, and that he would look after her. The downward look on Shanelle's face reminded her of her own when Quinn let her down. It seemed he was letting everyone down lately. Sasha told Shannelle to grab her bag and put a few things in it, and that they were going to go for a couple of days to stay with a friend. Well, Sasha didn't have that many friends, so in the end it would be a hotel room for a few days.

Sasha then pushed Quinn's door open, and didn't care what she was seeing, and slapped him. "You son of a bitch, Quinn. What did you thin you were doing letting Shanelle just sit out here on her own? I needed that baby sitter. I hope you paid her." Quinn just have her one of his evil grins, which made Sasha just lose it, and she went at him, but she didn't get to hit him at all, he instead grabbed her by the neck, and pushed her into the wall. "Don't you ever, EVER, call me that. I pay you what you want for our child, and this is how you repay me?" Quinn let go of Sasha's neck, and then walked back towards the female in his bed.

With tears stinging her eyes, Sasha fetched her daughter, and the both of them headed towards the hotel two blocks away. She was able to keep her cool all the way there, and paid for a week in one of their medium priced rooms. They headed up to the room, and she told Sasha that she had to go out for a couple of hours, and to keep the door locked. Shanelle nodded, and then turned on the tv. Sasha hated to do this, but right now she had no one to turn to.

Sasha ended up going back to work, and sitting at the bar, drinking a few drinks, one after another, to drown her sorrows. She touched her neck where Quinn had grabbed her, and she could feel that it was sore to the touch. She had had enough of his rough handling and abuse, and she had taken it for far too long. Someone had to put a stop to it.

[shadnicth]

After his encounter with Sylar, as well as the disappearance of Emilie, Matt was a very different person once again. He was crueler than he had been, snapping at others and such. His patience was nearly non-existent, and it took the smallest things to set him off like a rocket. So he decided to take some time off, have a break from all this secret agent stuff. So he was going to New York for a couple of days, before he headed to California. Thankfully, teleportation was a lot more easier than running the distance.

He had teleported to the front of a bar in New York, looking at it with a raised brow.
"Meh, I ain't gonna argue with destiny..." He said to himself as he walked into it, sitting down at the bar and ordered a straight vodka. The barman looked at him with a raised brow and Matt glared at him.
"What's the matter? Do I have to get it myself?" Matt asked him with a harsh tone as the barman shook his head at Matt, going off to get his drink.

Matt looked at the woman who was sitting next to him, raising a brow as he watched her drink. He also noted all the empty bottles around her.
"You must be more depressed than I am..." He said to her, looking at her through the corner of his eye.

[sasha]

Sasha downed the rest of her beer, and almost slammed the bottle down on the bar. She looked over at the barman on at the time, Bruce, and gave him a weak smile. She mouthed 'sorry' to him, and turned back to look at the empty bottle. How many more of these was she going to have before she headed back to the hotel room, and just crashed. Hopefully her daughter wouldn't see her like this, because she had been strong for so long, and protected her daughter from all the evil that was out there. Pity she had to get pregnant by Quinn. But what can you do in the heat of the moment.

Sasha hadn't even seen or noticed the guy next to her, and almost jumped at the sound of his voice. She then let out a drunken laugh at what he said. "That is probably the understatement of the year. See this," Sasha pointed to the obvious bruise that was on her neck by now, "This was done by a guy who I thought I was going to get through to. Apparently not." She sighed, waving over Bruce to get another beer.

"What's your story? I have one that not shock you, but it is still a sorry mess."

[gary]

Gary couldn't believe that the Mafia guys had managed to kidnap Emilie away from him, especially when she had been on a date with her supposed new boyfriend Matt. He had met Matt briefly the week before Emilie's date and had seen him to be a decent enough guy who would look out for his daughter. But it would seem Matt was no match for the Mafia and as much as he had tried to protect her, she had been taken anyway. This had happened two days ago and so far there was still no sign of Emilie returning and neither he or Matt had managed to track her down. Matt had said they had to plan it and to not just go rushing right in there, but he hadn’t heard from Matt since the day he had told Gary not to rush things and he was getting pissed off now.

So he had tried to track down Matt to find out what the hell he was playing at. His tracking brought him to New York, well New York was one of the biggest Mafia towns anyway, and maybe Emilie had been brought here for all he knew. Gary did a lot of wandering around and had a photo of Emilie and a photo of Matt asking people if they had seen either of them, most of the time they would just shake their head and say no. Then suddenly someone pointed to the photo of Matt and said he had seen him enter this bar earlier. Gary turned and saw the bar in question, thanked the guy with a nod of his head and made his way inside.

Matt was there right enough, talking to some blonde. Right away Gary wondered if he was trying to chat her up, but then he noticed that she was a little older than Matt and didn’t think he would be chatting her up somehow. He approached them, “Hey Matt, I was beginning to wonder where you had gone. What the hell is happening with this plan we had in place?” Matt however didn’t seem to be in any mood to talk and Gary just stood in bewilderment as Matt walked off. Gary turned to the girl, “His new girlfriend, that is my daughter, was kidnapped a couple of days ago, probably explains his temperament right now. Not that I’m much happier.” Gary tried to explain away the fact Matt just ignored whatever the woman had been saying to him.

So it would seem that this woman was having a tough time of it too. “I’m guessing this is special depressive night or something?” Gary asked and chuckled slightly, it just seemed that they all had a problem with something which was going on in their lives right at this moment. “Whatever you were about to tell Matt, is there a chance I could help? Maybe we could help each other.” Not that he thought the girl could help him get Emilie back, but maybe she would know something about the Mafia in New York and maybe point him and Matt in the right direction or something.

{ooc - figured I should try write Matt out somehow, so that was the best I could come up with, to let us continue this one}

[sasha]

Sasha had asked the guy what his story was, when a much older guy came over, talking to the guy, who he called Matt. She toyed with the empty beer bottle, looking at Matt, then at this other guy, who was asking him where he had gone, and what happened to some plan they had. Sasha then acknowledged Bruce, as he gave her another beer. "Thanks," she said, as she then saw Matt walk off, not saying bye or even talking to this other guy. She wondered what Matt's deal was, wondering if he was even worth talking to, if he just walks off from someone trying to talk to him.

The older guy then turned to her, and began to randomly talk to her. She listened to what he said, and she raised her eyebrows a little, trying to think of something to say. Her head was sort of not in the right place, but in there somewhere was a working brain. There had to be if she was to leave soon enough to get back to her daughter. "Uh, sorry to hear about your daughter," she said. She hoped it sounded in a good tone, what she had said to him. Sasha gave him a small smile. "Do you have a picture of her? Maybe I have seen her."

When the guy then asked if it was special depressive night or something, Sasha shrugged. "How could you tell," Sasha said sarcastically, though she hadn't meant it to sound that way. When she had a few drinks, the other side of her, the more dominant and aggressive side came out, which she hated. Sasha put the beer bottle to her lips, and sucked down a few mouthfuls, listening to what was said next. She put the bottle back down on the bar, and swallowed the last mouthful. "Who knows if you can. Unless you know how to do away with a bastard, that just happens to be the father to my daughter."

[gary]

After Matt had more or less walked off on the young woman he had been talking to, Gary had tried to sort of explain away Matt’s behaviour not thinking that what he was doing was actually telling the woman about his own troubles over his daughter. The woman spoke saying she was sorry to hear about his daughter. Gary shook his head, “Yeah, so am I, thought I had managed to get her away from these bastards, but they managed to track her down.” Gary told the woman not really sure why he was telling her other than the fact that Matt had wandered off and he felt he needed to talk to someone and since this woman was neutral to the situation then why not. She then asked if he had a picture of her and added that she may have seen her.

“Sure I have.” Gary replied as he fished around in his wallet until he found one, picking it out and caressing Emilie’s cheek with his thumb and sighing, before handing it over to her. “She’s twenty-one and was working for me in my bar in Washington D.C., but it was destroyed when they came to find her to take her from me.” Gary explained some more and thinking that he and Emilie might have to start a new life elsewhere, but he had no idea where because he thought they were both safe enough in D.C., but that was obviously wrong. New York was one of the biggest Mafia States in the whole of America, so he wasn’t sure if trying to start a new life in New York would be a very good idea or not.

Gary had then asked if it was special depressive night in the bar, and he gave the woman a weak smile when she shrugged and then asked him how he knew in a sarcastic voice. “I don’t really know other than you and Matt and I all seem to be a bit depressed over something.” He replied putting the sarcasm of her voice to the back of his mind. Gary had then asked the woman what she was about to tell Matt and could he possibly help. He gave her a weak smile as she replied asking him if he knew how to do away with a bastard who just happened to be the father to her daughter. Gary raised his eyebrow a little at what she had said. He then leaned in a little closer, “Has he been physically beating you up or something? I mean if I’m not prying, what is it that makes you want him taken care of?” Gary asked, he wasn’t normally one for violence but he couldn’t stand anything bad happening to women especially after everything Emilie had gone through, so there was a chance he might just be able to help the woman.

“Although, if there’s a chance I might be able to fill your wishes, I think I should give you my name.” Gary then held his hand out to her to shake, “Gary Swan possibly at your service.” With Gary having the ability to manipulate the elements there was a chance he could bury this man alive and not have a guilty conscience if he could pretend that his ability went out of control when he was angry about the fact his daughter had been kidnapped.

[sasha]

Sasha listened to what he had to say, when she had apologised for hearing about his daughter. "Well I hope you find her soon then. I have a daughter, and I don't know how I would react if I lost her." She had then asked if he had a picture of her, which he said he did, and watched him hesitate as he looked at it, then handed it to her. Sasha looked at the picture, and then looked at the man, as he spoke. She then replied, "She is really pretty." Sasha looked at the picture. "Sorry I can't be much help. I am sure you will find her soon."

When Sasha had asked how he could tell that it was special depressive night, he replied, and what he said made sense. "I guess." He then asked her about what she was about to tell Matt. Sasha soon replied, and saw him give her a weak smile, then she saw the raised eyebrow. Sasha soon sighed, thinking that maybe he had no idea how to help her. But then he spoke, leaning in closer, if he had been physically beating her, then questioned the reason why she wanted him taken care of. It seemed all trivial now, but there was still that something inside her that wished that he would just be put out of his misery. She was never one to cause violence, but if this man could help, then she wouldn't be the one actually doing any physical damage.

The man then spoke, saying that if there was a chance of him being able to fill her wishes, that he should give her a name. Sasha took his hand, as he gave her his name. "Sasha Yossem." She let got of his hand, and then fiddled with the beer bottle. "He is just one of those guys who things he is better than everyone. At first I though he was cute and all that. But then he got me pregnant, and when I tried to tell him, he just brushed me off. Though later on when I told him that I had the baby, he finally gave in, and he moved in with me. But that is where the relationship ends. He does what he wants, in return he pays me what money he owes me. But lately, well, he has just gone over the edge. He brings women home to the apartment when I am not there, leaving our daughter hear it all. It just sickens me to think what might happen to Shanelle, that is my daughter, when she gets older." Sasha shook her head, feeling sad all of a sudden.

"Sorry. I haven't had anyone to talk to about it all, and just thinking what he might do. If this is any indication," pointing to the bruise on her neck from where he grabbed her. "He did this in shear temper, after I walked in on him a couple of hours ago, and demanded to know where the baby sitter was." Sasha waved over Bruce, "Another thanks." As she waited for the beer, she absentmindedly began to peel off the label of the beer bottle that was on the bar.

[gary]

When Gary had told the woman about his daughter Emilie she had said she hope he would find her soon and that she had a daughter and didn’t know how she would react if she lost her. Gary nodded his head understanding completely. The woman had then said Emilie was really pretty and that she was sorry she couldn’t help him and that she was sure he would find her soon. He gave her a weak smile and replied, “I know whose taken her, but not the actual person or where they took her to. It’s a bit of a long story from her past, but basically she had got caught up unbeknown with a mafia family and now they came back for her. I don’t suppose you happen to know of any mafia families around here which may help me track them down?” Gary asked the woman not sure that she would be able to help but the bar they were in might just happen to be a bar that some mafia family members frequented for all he knew so didn’t think it would do any harm to ask.

After the woman had told Gary about what she had wanted to talk to Matt about he had listened carefully and then he had asked her if her so called partner had been beating her up, because really when it came to men messing with women of any age it drove Gary mad, he hated it, and if possible he would take them out. He had then introduced himself saying that if there was a chance he could help she should know his name. She had then given her name over and he smiled at her, “Lovely name you have, and it’s nice to meet you despite the circumstances.” She had then gone into an explanation of what was getting her so wound up to have her partner taken out and Gary listened carefully.

Then she had apologised for pouring her heart out adding that she hadn’t had anyone to talk to about it and that she was worried about what might happen if what she had just told him was any sort of indication. Gary shook his head, “It’s not a problem love, I’m happy to listen.” He had then spotted the bruise on her neck where she had pointed to and he began to shake his head again as he clenched his fist together. “That looks pretty nasty love, and I can understand what you mean, if that’s only a small thing he could do, how bad could it get?” Gary was pretty angry on the inside over it all, but most of that was probably down to the fact that his own daughter was missing and having god knows what done to her probably, despite the fact she could heal, she felt the pain.

“That’s just not fucking right Sasha.” He replied and then leaned in closer again so that hopefully only Sasha would hear, “I am a special human and have what is classed as quite a dangerous ability, there’s a chance if I were to find your partner that he might meet his maker in a rather nasty accident with no dead body to be found.” He wasn’t sure what Sasha would think of that, but he had to tell her. He could make it look like a mini earthquake was happening and this man could disappear into the ground and not get out before Gary closed the ground back over again. Sometimes he really did love being able to manipulate the elements, he just hated when it worked with his emotions and sometimes things happened he didn’t want to happen, like his bar getting messed up in Washington.