Episode 110

[spongetastic]

[Peter is sitting in a hallway of the Event Horizon. His shoulder has a homemade bandage taken from strips of his jacket, and there are bloody marks on his neck and cheek. He hasn't bothered to wipe them off. He plays with a strip of his jacket, weaving it between his fingers. He speaks, though he doesn't seem to be talking to anyone visible]

Pieces of string... Change one thing and you change everything. You thought you were so smart. Thought you could do it right. But the string broke like fragile butterfly wings.

[he pauses, sucking in a sharp breath as the hallucination changes]

Gone. All gone. Quiet and empty... forever.


[ooc: journal or action available. Please go here if you want the encounter to go violently]

Comments

Dictated

[hardenedimmortal]

Peter?

[His tone is cautious, worried]

Peter, are you alright?

Dictated

[spongetastic]

He crumbled to dust.

Dictated

[hardenedimmortal]

Who crumbled to dust?

Dictated

[spongetastic]

[he pauses, his vision changing]

Was it quick for you, Nathan? Did you suffer?

Dictated

[hardenedimmortal]

Peter? Peter, listen to me. What is going on? What are you seeing?

Dictated

[spongetastic]

Surviving burns, surviving bullets.... It was just a cut. One cut. He didn't even try. It was pointless.

His body... limp on the floor. Just a cut across the forehead. The red is so dark.

Dictated

[hardenedimmortal]

[He feels horribly helpless, almost desperate. He wants to be able to reach Peter, to comfort him]

What are you seeing?

[His voice is a whisper, the pain showing through]

Dictated

[spongetastic]

Nathan's body. Just his body. He's not there. [he lets out a laugh]

She made us think he wasn't gone. I should have let him kill her.

Dictated

[hardenedimmortal]

Your mother.

[Not a question, a statement. He knew Angela Petrelli well enough to guess that was something she would do]

Dictated

[spongetastic]

I wanted to tear open her skull and learn her secrets. She made me believe Nathan wasn't dead.... She made him believe we were family.

Dictated

[hardenedimmortal]

That was cruel, even for her.

[He felt rage. He was sure that if Angela was near him, he would kill her with his bare hands. Not even he was capable of something as cruel as that]

Dictated

[spongetastic]

Poison was in my family. My father spread it like a virus, wanted the whole world to go to hell. My brother was willing to sacrifice me for his own gain.

They're dead now. And here I am... here in Hell.

Dictated

[hardenedimmortal]

Phoebe and I are going to get you out, Peter. I promise.

Dictated

[kungfuwitch]

[No. No no no no no this can't be happening. It can't. Phoebe's voice shakes as she tries desperately to hold it together, hold onto the hope that it might not be him. He might be fine and it might not be him and... okay so she knows it's empty hope but she has to TRY]

Peter...?

Dictated

[spongetastic]

[her voice triggers something and he sucks in a breath as his hallucination changes to one of his greatest fears]

No... no. Don't take her! Please, please!

[the vision is so real it moves him to his feet and he's banging on the wall]

Bring her back!

Dictated forever /sob

[kungfuwitch]

Peter!

[She cries out, desperate to reach him somehow, wanting to bring him back.]

Peter. Baby, listen to me. I'm fine. I'm safe. You're going to be alright. We'll be back together soon, you hear me?

/eats emo ice cream

[spongetastic]

[he slumps against the wall, breathing heavily]

No. I have to stay here with him. He's all alone.

[kungfuwitch]

Who? Who's all alone?

[spongetastic]

You're right. It's the only way to fix things. [that actually didn't answer the question. Unless he's talking to a hallucination]

[kungfuwitch]

[Her heart drops. He's not talking to her. Who the hell is he talking to?! ... or who does he THINK he's talking to?]

What is? What's the only way to fix things? Peter, sweetie, talk to me please!

[spongetastic]

I'm going to save them, Phoebe. I'll save everyone.

[kungfuwitch]

[Normally that might be reassuring but in this instance it's a Bad Idea. Crazy - Powers = PROBLEMS. Her voice rises into almost a desperate plea.]

No. No no no, Peter. Don't. You don't have to do that, sweetie. This time I'm going to save you, okay? Let us help you.

[spongetastic]

Only eight minutes before midnight.

[kungfuwitch]

What happens at midnight?

[spongetastic]

The beginning.