AGH!!!!! ANOTHER ONESHOT OF ANGST!!!! RUN!!!!!!!!! GODZILLA!!! MOTHRA!!!!! KHAAANNNN! SPOCK!!! THIS IS SPARTA!!!! MY NAME IS SYLAR!!!!! I DON'T KNOW WHY WE'RE ALL YELLING!!!! WHY AM I STILL WRITING IN CAPSLOCK??????!!!!!!!
OK, ok, here it is.... Sheesh!
"Please don't do this. We need you...I need you."
"I'm so sorry, Claire. I'm not strong enough. The hunger's too strong. I can't fight it"
"Nathan, you don't have to do this! We can help you fight it! Please!"
"You can't save me, Pete. This is the only way. I love you."
"I love you, Nathan"
"Dad, please we-"
The shot rang out, nearly deafening Peter and Claire both. They both had blood on their clothes, but neither cared. Nathan was gone.
So, how's that for depressing?? If you feel like making this a part of your own fic, cool, just send me the link and give me credit. I f you to round robin, just post your peice as a reply!!!!