Peter Petrelli

But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
- The Who (Behind Blue Eyes)

The dreams I have now are of a red haired woman, with an Irish accent that could make me shiver, screaming my name. Fear on her face as I vanish from her sight leaving her trapped in a time she didn't belong in. I knew I should have tried talking her out of wanting to come with me, something in my gut said something would happen. I just couldn't turn her down, the want to get revenge for her brother's death. I know if something happened to Nathan I'd want the same thing.

Her face haunts me night after night so much that sometimes just sometimes I can almost hear her voice. I know I have to get back there and bring her home. Get her back where she belongs, back home to Ireland. I broke a promise to her and left her alone and for that I am truly sorry. I wonder how much time has passed there for her, is she even alive with the virus? Things that I let eat away at my mind as I try and will myself back to that moment.

She loved me and I let her down. Seems to be what I am good at sometimes.

Peter Petrelli // Heroes // 202 Words

I have no one to turn to. I need to find my mother in this time. I'd like to think I could count on her. Apparently I also have a brother and I'd like to think he'd help me. Truth is I don't remember him. I don't know if me and my family are close or not. I'd like to think so, but when you can't remember it's hard to feel you can count on them.

I trusted Ricky. He was a bit of a thug but he was a good man. I'd trust Caitlin. SHe proved herself to me in the short time we've known each other. She knew about the abilities I had and she kept it quiet. She took care of me and cleaned me up when her brother and his boys tried beating out of me the location of some iPods. When she saw I had no marks she didn't say anything to them.

In my time of need I'll just say I'd go to those I felt I could trust and be done with it. Easy and simple answer I know. It's a safe answer from a man who doesn't remember his life.

Peter Petrelli // Heroes // 198 Words

I am Peter Petrelli. Really that's all I know right now. Besides I come from New York City. I have a brother. I have a mother. I have abilities I don't really understand. I was found in a storage container in Cork, Ireland. I don't know how I got there, or why I was chained up.

I'd like to think I'm a good man. That I help people. But some of the things I have done here I'm not sure I want to know the man I was. Caitlin, a woman I met here in Ireland that I have fallen for, seems to think I'm a good man. She has faith in me.

She's missing now, lost somewhere in the future and I have to find her. I have to get her back to where she belongs. I shouldn't of dragged her into this. She's already lost her brother, now this.

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