The World Entire, Chapter 1
by Creedog VanDrey
Summery: A day is coming when the world will crack in two, but until that day comes, life goes on.
Spoilers: Up to 3x05, especially the "I Am Become Death" future, and my fic "My Firefly."
A/N: So, I'm calling this a sequel to "My Firefly", though that hardly describes it. While "Firefly" was romantic, this will be straight Mystery/Action-Adventure. It will feature the entire cast rather than mostly focusing on Sylar and Elle. And, temporally speaking, it's not just a sequel (takes place after); it's also a prequel (taking place before), a midquel (taking place within), and synquel (taking place during) the events of "My Firefly."
Recap if you don't want to read the Syelle romance "My Firefly": Shortly after she's summarily exiled by Angela, Elle comes back to take her revenge on Sylar, who trying to redeem himself. With the help of Claire's power, he survives a number of electrocutions, and the two of them fall in love in a vaguely sadomasochistic way. Elle then gets preggers. They get married. They have little Noah. Gabriel's Mr. Mom. Elle's a Company agent. Angela is large and in charge. Arthur runs rival company Pinehearst. Noah and Sandra are dead. And here's the rest of the story.
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Chapter 1: The Child in My Dreams
The Talmud tells us: "Whoever destroys a soul, it is considered as if he destroyed an entire world. And whoever saves a life, it is considered as if he saved an entire world." But what is to be done when the entire world really is in danger? Is it enough to save one life only to damn it when the ultimate tragedy cannot be averted? Too many lives hang in the balance, but perhaps, the greater tragedy would be that people stop saving the one when they try to save the many.
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Angela and Maury
Maury Parkman's Apartment
Maury's first thought when Angela Petrelli came to see him was that he was in trouble. The organization that he and the Petrellis, among others, had founded in secret twelve years ago was beginning to crack. Lines were being drawn. Linderman was growing powerful in his business interests. Carlos was absentee half the time. Angela and Arthur seemed to be the impetus of a possible schism of the group. Kaito and Bob seemed to be following her lead with absolute loyalty to the company. Arthur's head was filling with radical plans that made the others fearful. Idealistic Charles showed signs of disentangling himself from the group.
"Maury, I need some assistance."
Maury remained frozen, eyes wide, his mouth open like a fish.
"Maury, relax. You're not in trouble. This is just a personal favor."
Partially at ease, he replied, "Alright, Angela, what can I do for you?"
"I had an unusual dream."
"One of your precog dreams?"
"Of course one of my precog dreams. Why would I fly to Philly to discuss a normal dream with you," she snapped.
Maury visible retreated.
"Maury, my apologies. I dreamt about a small child. I need to see the face again."
Maury, relieved at the task, began searching Angela's mind. "What's so important about this child?"
"It's my grandchild. Very special."
"Here," he made the figure of a child appear before Angela's eyes, "this one?"
"That's the one. Could you implant that in my permanent memory?"
"Easily." After a moment of squinting, he relaxed, "Anything else I can do for you?"
"When's the last time you saw Carlos?"
Maury smiled. "Too long."
"Well, let's take a trip."
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Primatech Research Facility
Meredith and a Hispanic man by the name of Victor Abano entered Angela's office at Primatech Research.
Angela looked and smiled falsely, "Ah, Meredith, Vic, so good to see you. How was your trip?"
"Long," answered Abano.
"Well, I have one favor to ask. Two hazmat workers were attacked during the investigation into the Costa Verde explosion. It seems it was a special. We need you to investigate."
Meredith's mouth dropped open. After a moment to collect her thoughts, she asked, "Are you asking us to go into ground zero of a nuclear fallout zone?"
"We just need you to apprehend a target and bring him back. If you're worried about radiation poisoning, we'll have two units of natural regenerator blood waiting for you when you get back."
Abano commented, "There aren't a lot of roads into Costa Verde anymore. We're gonna need a truck."
Angela dismissed her agents. After the door closed, she walked to the bookshelf, where she pulled out a large piece of canvas. As if she were speaking to it, she said, "It's time."
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A/N: As Heroes is apt to do, I will be telling this story as slowly as possible.
Started 10/28/2008. Finished 11/1/2008.