i thought i'd have a go at writing! (please excuse my first two chapters, i was still adjusting my writing style)



Chapter 1...

Present Peter and Future Peter can be seen teleporting into a dark alleyway close by to what used to be Future Peter’s apartment in Manhattan New York. The sky is a dark gray colour, and the sound of gunshots can be heard in the distance. The streets are almost deserted, only a few people can be seen running while looking over their shoulders. P!Peter ducks to the ground as he is not used to this environment and is startled, F!Peter however, looks around the alleyway suspiciously, making sure no one has seen them. P!Peter gets to his feet and follows F!Peter further into the alleyway while engaging in conversation.

P!Peter: “What the hell happened here?”
F!Peter looks over his shoulder: “I don’t even know where to start.”

There is an awkward silence as F!Peter elaborates.
“This is the future, and I’ve brought you here so you can stop it from happening. There are two main companies in this time. Primeatec and Pinehearst.”
P!Peter: “Primeatec, I know them, they keep all these abilities a secret and lock up the dangerous people.”
F!Peter: “Yeah, well, not anymore. Now, They’ve gone to extreme measures to eliminate abilities, they know that anyone is capable of doing terrible things. Have you heard of Pinehearst yet?”
P!Peter: “No.”
F!Peter: “You will. They’re the ones who caused all of this. Giving people abilities with an injection. Once the formula was made available to the general public, people went mad with greed. War started between the two companies. They recruit people with abilities. They’re both very dangerous.”
P!Peter: “So who do you work for?”
F!Peter: “I don’t work for anyone. I stop dangerous people here and there when I get the chance, while trying to find who is to blame and make everything normal again… and there’s one more thing, one more person you should avoid.”
P!Peter: “Who?”
F!Peter stopped walking and looked at his past self straight in the eyes. P!Peter could see the fear in his face.
F!Peter: “You know her. Her name is-”
BANG! BANG! Bullets hit F!Peter in the back and he falls to the ground. Shocked. P!Peter looks at his future self and notices the bullets contain some sort of sleeping drug, stopping F!Peter from healing. P!Peter then looks up and sees the attacker.
P!Peter: “Claire?”
Claire can be seen holding a gun. At first she is taken aback to see P!Peter, then a looks of rage appears over her face. As she fires another bullet towards P!Peter, he quickly teleports away to safety.

Claire, now with brunette hair, wearing tight black leather clothes, walks fearlessly across the street to what seems to be an abandoned house. The camera zooms in close to her as she looks over her shoulder and opens the front door. She walks down a dark hallway and down some stairs leading to the basement. Using a key she unlocks the padlock and enters the room, stopping halfway. Though the darkness of the basement, the camera moves forwards and we see a feeble Molly Walker chained to a chair. She gasps and looks terrified to see Claire.

“I need you to do something for me Molly.” Says Claire emotionlessly.
Molly moves backwards as far as she can. Claire seems to have total control over her.
Claire: “Find Peter Petrelli.”
Molly: “N…no. I cant. He’s the only one… who can stop you.”
Claire stares at her, again emotionlessly.
“Would you rather I hand you over to Primeatec?”
Molly gasps a little: “Pl... Please… no…”
Claire: “Where is he.”
Molly, barely able to concentrate, closes her eyes and uses her ability.
Molly: “New York… Isaac Mendez’s loft.”
Claire takes a small plastic bag containing a few slices of bread out from her jacket and tosses it towards Molly. She then leaves, locking the door behind her.

Peter appears in Isaac Mendez’s loft, now abandoned. This was the first place he could think of, anywhere to get away from what had just happened. ‘What the hell was Claire doing?’ He thought to himself. He needed some more answers. Who was leading Pinehearst and how to take them down.

Peter: “Mohinder?”

No response. It was dark and dead silent in there. The place really was abandoned, although there were still a lot of items lying around. Mohinder could already be dead, or working for Primeatec or Pinehearst. Peter thought he could look around to see what he could find. There, lying on a desk was a Pinehearst business card. Peter was deep in thought, thinking about what had happened, when a voice startled him.

“I know you’re here, Peter.”

Peter jumped, accidentally knocking over a pile of unopened cans of paint. The noise had given his location away. Peter moved slowly and quietly away from the paint, now spread across the floor, towards the back of the loft.

“You can’t hide, Peter. I’ll always be able to find you.”

Peter crept silently down an aisle, crouching behind some cardboard boxes. In the background we can see a dark figure with her hair in a ponytail scanning the aisles. Peter peers out from behind the cardboard boxes and spots Claire. Claire, also spotting Peter, raises her gun and slowly walks towards Peter.

Peter: “Claire… what happened to you… why are you doing this?”
Claire: “You have no idea what happened in these past four years… do you.”

Peter stood from behind the cardboard boxes with both hands in the air.
Claire: “All the fighting… and death.”
Peter: “Claire, please. I don’t know what happened to you but I can help.”
Claire: “You never helped me Peter, never... You’re always too d*** busy with your own problems.”
Peter: “Who do you work for? Primeatec? Pinehearst?”
Claire: “I don’t work for anyone... I’m just trying to get everything back to normal again. Everyone with an ability… has to die.”

Peter lowed his hands and slowly backed away as Claire had reached him and was standing at about arms length in front of him.
Peter: “Claire, if you’re killing everyone with abilities, that means that you have to die too.”
Claire: “DON’T YOU THINK I”VE TRIED!” Screamed Claire at Peter, taking another step towards him, shaking her gun at him. There is an awkward silence between the two.
Peter: “Claire… I…”
Claire: “NO! Don’t say anything! Just shut up!”

Claire’s face remained expressionless as a single tear fell down her face.
“I cant die… and while I’m still alive, I’ll make sure that everyone else does. And now... it’s your turn… Goodbye Peter. I always loved you.”

Claire fired her gun, but before the bullet could reach him Peter teleports to safety, back to his own time.

to be continued...