Heroes of Tomorrow -2- Firemen and Super-moms
Title: Heroes of Tomorrow
Author: Del Rion (delrion.mail (at) gmail.com)
Era: Post season 4
Genre: Action, drama
Rating: M / FRM
Characters: Claire Bennet, Noah Bennet, Edgar, Ando Masahashi, Hiro Nakamura, Peter Petrelli, Micah Sanders, Mohinder Suresh, Sylar, Molly Walker (+ various other Heroes characters)
Summary: The road from hero to superhero isn’t easier or less bumpy than the one from citizen to becoming a hero in the first place. With the will of the many and injustice to fight, there are those who will stand up and do what others cannot – whether it means saving the world, or getting burned while trying.
Work in progress.
Warnings: Violence, slash (m/m).
Written for Heroes_Contest’s (heroes_contest) Drabble Challenge 28 (Fire).
Firemen and Super-moms
His father had been a fireman. A real hero, even without his power, although it was his ability that made D.L. Hawkins special.
It must have been ironic that his mother died in a fire.
Micah didn’t think of them much, and then again, he thought about them a lot. He wanted to remember them, the bad and the good times, because they had both taught him much. About being a hero, and that even when you did something wrong, you could still make amends. To make things right.
Now as Micah watched cars exploding in balls of light, the few remaining people running for cover, he wondered if any fireman would be able to contain this – or a super-mom. The guy walking down the street was shooting rings of fire from his body, like his very skin was emanating extreme heat. Micah had told everyone to keep their distance until they got back up.
“No one mentioned the possibility of a barbeque,” a voice commented from behind him, and he turned to look just in time to see Peter Petrelli land on the rooftop. Sylar was already standing there, observing the scene below.
“We need to contain him before something worse happens,” Micah said simply.
“Did you ask Tracy for help?” Peter asked.
Yes, Tracy Strauss’ ability to control water would have been ideal to handle the situation, but Micah’s aunt wasn’t in a mood to help tonight. He had called her, of course, but since she hadn’t shown up by now, he wasn’t going to wait.
“I don’t think that is a funny power at all,” West quipped as he floated down from the sky. He had been checking the surroundings, and probably saving a few civilians from the street. “I mean, as amusing as it must be to be a human lighter, I would eventually get bothered by walking around naked. Even if no one’s sticking around to look at you twice.”
Sylar gave West a look, and Micah decided he might as well introduce them, in case they had never met. “This is West Rosen. Have you met?”
“We have,” Peter said, nodding at West. He looked down at their target after that, who was currently in the process of burning even brighter, probably on purpose, making the windows of buildings on each side explode. “We need to stop him, right now,” Peter decided.
“Ideas as to how we do that?” Micah asked.
“I don’t think a fire extinguisher will do it,” West added.
Sylar was observing the street, then pointed. “He’s nearing a fire hydrant. That should be enough to put him down long enough for us to get to him.”
“And when he recovers?” West asked. “I’m not going to carry him anywhere, before anyone asks. It’s bad enough he’s naked. He’s not my kind of hot.”
“How do you know him, exactly?” Sylar asked Peter.
“He used to date Claire,” Peter shrugged.
“Figures…” Sylar muttered, then stepped to the edge of the roof and jumped down. Well, more like he glided down, landing gracefully, and Peter followed him after a moment.
“So that was Sylar, huh?” West mused as he hovered in the air beside Micah, watching the two men proceed on the ground. “Not exactly the boogeyman Molly talks about.”
“People change,” Micah told him simply.
Like his mother had changed, so many times. Only, the split personality issue made it hard for her not to act differently from time to time…
Peter and Sylar were getting closer to the man, who suddenly spotted them and shot a wall of flames at them. Peter dodged behind smoking remains of a car, whereas Sylar just pushed through, protecting himself from the flames somehow, then seemed to invisibly shove the other man to the side. A second later the fire hydrant was wrenched off the ground, with similar invisible force, and water sprayed everywhere.
The burning man shouted in apparent discomfort, trying to cover himself, but eventually he just lay there, smoking a bit, and Micah felt just a bit sorry for him. He knew they needed to get him into some place secure, though, before someone else did it for them.
If the man was unable to control his ability, they would help him with that.
If he was unwilling to control it… well, then they would have to deal with that too.
The world was dangerous enough for them as it was. Specials on a rampage wasn’t going to promote their cause.
to be continued…