Title: Fatigue
Fan dom: Heroes
Rating: T - Violence
Notes and Spoilers: Through "Chapter 23: How to Stop an Exploding Man", Graphic Novel Chapters 39 to 42 "Betty" and the Fan Fiction Squall
This story is my spinoff sequel
Chapter 1
Taylor Scott was a nurse just like Peter Petrelli. When he was brought into the hospital under extraordinary circumstances early morning last week, a November morning, she was not sure what to think. She was so very tempted to just call up Nathan or Angela Petrelli, two very powerful people in Manhattan, the moment she recognized Peter, but she hesitated. She wanted to allow Peter to make the decision alone. The last time Peter was an inpatient at this hospital, he was in a two week coma and after awaking for the coma, he took off.
Taylor flinched as she remember being within earshot when Angela Petrelli screamed, whined and threatened. She promised to sue the hospital if her son died. Like they had any power to keep a twenty-six-old man from leaving against medical advice if that was what he meant to do.
Mohinder Suresh was looked at Taylor strangely, as it snapped her out of her daymare.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
Taylor looked up from her breakfast and tried to smile. She met Mohinder at the hospital as well. He was waiting for news regarding a friend. "Thank you very much for the meal Dr. Suresh."
"Mohinder please Nurse Scott."
"Taylor please."
Mohinder nodded. "Very well. Thank you for the company Taylor. We should do this again."
Taylor smiled. "Yes, I would like that. Bye Molly."
Molly laughed. "Goodbye Nurse Scott."
Mohinder smiled at the child. "What is so funny?"
"Nothing," remarked with a chuckle.
Taylor shook her head at the pair before waving and making her leave.
"Taylor? " a voice shouted.
Taylor looked at the owner of the voice with wide eyes. The owner of the voice was someone she hasn't seen in years. The person had blood streaming down her face and on her clothes and it wasn't long before Taylor realize that the person in front her wasn't just hurt; she was dead.
"Betty?" Taylor inquired, her breath stalled as she fought to look at the ghost in the eyes.
"Taylor," the voice replied. "I go by Candice now, but I suppose it doesn't really matter now."
"What happened to you?" Taylor demanded, as she struggled to stay calm. She started to walk backward towards Mohinder's apartment as if he could provide her some emotional shelter. This was the worst part of her power. She didn't like hearing bad news this way. What was wrong with the old fashion telephone call saying "We need to talk to you?"
Candice nodded. "Yes, tell him. He can warn them. Tell him that he took my power. And that he could be anywhere."
Taylor gasped as she found herself fighting to find the knob of Mohinder's door, as she prayed her feet would sustain the weight of her legs. Her life would never be the same.
Author Note: Thank you for reading. This chapter is an altered verison of a scene I removed from Chapter 18 of Squall. Please tell me what you think. Yes, it is short but this is just an introduction piece.