If Destiny has taught us one thing: Never expect it von Dragani (You never guess it right) ================================================================================ Prolog: Prologue: “Ah. Really?” ------------------------------- Hi. My name is Juliette Höppner but please call me Julie; I’m seventeen years old and from Germany. I have shoulder long dark blonde slightly curled hair, grayish-blue eyes with shades of green which change their color with light and mood. I’m about one meter and seventy centimeter tall, therefore 5’5”. Not tall, not small, right in the middle. And, I’m a big Heroes-Fan. In fact, you could call me a freak. I know every existing episode, webisode, I-Story and Graphic Novel that has ever been made. I know every ability, person and nearly everything about the actors by heart if it has to do with this Series. I even have my own ability. It’s one of the most dangerous that exist. And I still don’t understand how I am able to hold it, though my family has completely different ones. It’s empathic mimicry. And no, I’m not related to Peter Petrelli – thank God. (The time I discovered my ability I didn’t even know that he existed. But that’s fast-forward.) I discovered my ability in a very dangerous way: I was making Dinner – Spaghetti Carbonara – when I got distracted by a vision of the future: My Mom was yelling at me for setting a paper towel, which I needed to clean the oven, on fire. This was the first time I had one while I wasn’t dreaming. That really distracted me and so I didn’t notice that the sauce I was making had boiled over. When I awakened from my shock of that much too clear daydream, I saw it and cursed loudly. “Shoot!” I murmured, and then grabbed a paper towel. I tried to clean the oven as best as I could but much too early I heard the door. I instantly knew my mum was there and I panicked a bit. I hadn’t seen her today and the day before we had had a harsh argument. What meant the dirty cooking place wasn’t making anything better. “Mom, I’m sorry!” I shouted before she came in and went faster. But there was still evidence. My eyes were starting to fill with tears, when I saw her. At first, I didn’t notice she was wearing the same clothes as in my vision, but after I had realized it, I didn’t know what to think of it. But then I handled it as coincidence. “There, there. Take a paper towel, make it wet and clean it up properly” she told me. I nodded silently. But then, shortly after wetting the cleaning utensil it began to burn out of the blue. “Holy shit!” I screamed, ready to let it fall. My Mom was faster, grabbed it and put it under the water. The fire went out while my hand was still warm. I looked at it. It was burning. “I think we have to tell you something” my Mom said sadly. “Ah. Really?” I said sarcastically and put my hand under the water. To make a long story short: My parents explained everything they knew to me and my sister with much yelling and shouting and screaming from both sides. “Why the fucking hell didn’t you tell us earlier?” I asked angrily. “You knew how dangerous I was. How dangerous I am! I could have killed you! I could have killed my friends, my classmates, my teachers by mistake!” Well, after that I got grounded for a week and was told everything my family knew. Kapitel 1: Chapter one: “Well, that was new.” --------------------------------------------- Like always, I was watching TV. The new season of Heroes had started and the latest German episode was aired today. Of course I already knew it, I’d watched the original one, but this time there was something new. And it wasn’t the actors’ voices. “Sorry to interrupt your TV – Program” said a familiar voice. Ali Larter was standing in front of lot microphones, clearing her voice and smiling nervously into the camera. On her right Masi Oka was standing, on her left Sendhil Ramamurthy. Hmm. Looked like a press conference. Well, that was new. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Did these fucking editors cut this genius series? Seriously, that wouldn’t have been very nice. Or intelligent. “Hi, my name is Tracy Strauss and no, this isn’t a Promotion for the TV – Series ‘Heroes’. It’s a publicly announcement. Because, um, well, yeah…” Wow, she stuttered. She didn’t know what to say. Unusual for Tra… Wait, was that really Tracy Strauss? That couldn’t be. Was this a joke? ‘Tracy’ smiled nervously, laughed slightly hysterical and then swallowed. She took a deep breath but after that she spoke fluently: “It’s hard to say this in a way that everyone believes. But: People with abilities exist.” Wow. That was so new to me. To support her words she froze one microphone which shattered into thousands of pieces and left a loud, high noise that hurt my ears very hardly. “‘Heroes’ isn’t just a TV – Series. In fact, nearly all of the things which happened in the show are true. They’re real. They’ve happened. And practically all of the persons in the Series are real, too. Like my two friends here, Professor Mohinder Suresh and Hiro Nakamura who have the word now.” ‘Tracy’ stepped back while ‘Mohinder’ came forward. “Evolution allowed several human beings to take a step forward. Now they are special, different – extraordinary. How you would like to say it.” Jesus, how I loved this accent. I was so goddamn hot! “Now they have abilities. Some of them might be happy, others aren’t.” Did they know me? “But now, we’re offering help: We’ve built and founded a school for people with gifts. And we would be glad to help those of you who want to get rid of their abilities we would pleased to help. Everyone is welcome. We will help.” All right. Now they were copying X – Men completely. Should please our little comic freak. And looked like it did because Hiro was smiling widely into the crowd. I actually started to believe them. I was skeptical at first, but now it sounded plausible to me. But still too cool to be true. Wait, that’s what I’d thought of the things my parents had told me… Mohinder stepped back and let Hiro talk. “Everyone who wants to be tested whether they have abilities will be welcomed, too. The Project starts in too weeks. It won’t cost anything for the future pupils. We hope you will step forward and show the world what you’re capable of. Domo arigato!” Hiro bowed and took a step backwards. Several Telephone numbers, e-mail addresses and names of information websites were blended in. Okay, that was creepy. “Mom!” Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)