Young Writers Society

Haylen's demise was in the making, one down. Peter would be last, she would savor his death. He would be the one to lead her into power. She'd control everyone. She looked down at her blood drenched clothes. She'd need to change first.

Sara quickly dissappeared from the small corner where she was standing and reappeared in her apartment. After rifeling through her closet she finally settled on an outfit.

She put on a pair of tight jeans and a skimpy black tank top. She found a brush and pulled it up in a messy bun. She reveled at the new power flowing through her, every movement exposed a new thing she could do.

"Peter," she thought out loud, "I will make your death quick because of this."

She walked into the bathroom and started to do her make up. She pulled out all the dark colors and realized that the mirror wasn't mirroring her image.

"Well Sara, finally figured out how to do this haven't you?"
"Didn't take me that long," the reflection said.
"True, but you see you cannot do anything if you're just a reflection."
"I can't, but Greg can."
"That little speck, he will stay out of this if he knows what's good for him."
"He won't though, no matter how much I'd like him to, he won't. And he is stronger than you."
"I should've disposed of him when I had the chance. Never-the-less, he will die before Haylen."
"No!"
"Oh he will."
"Even though you've got control I can do something."
"You fighting it will kill us both. I don't recommend that you chose that course."
"Better us than thousands."
"I don't think Greg would feel the same."
"He'd give up his life for others."
"His, not yours."
"Either way, I'll do it and he wouldn't know until after the fact."
"Good point, perhaps I should just dispose of you now."
"I need to be alive in order for my body to survive. So like it or not you're stuck with me."
"Then I suppose you'll make demands now."
"Yes, let me back into my body and I'll let you survive."
"Liar."
"I'll figure out how to do it eventually. I promise you that."
"Until then, I'll avoid mirrors."

The physical Sara turned and walked away from the mirror. Step one: to find greg and kill him. Step two: kill Haylen. Step three: get a different body and kill Sara.

Greg sat next to Owen with his eyes shut. The council was furious with him. He allowed Peter to escape, but something else was going on.

"We cannot tell you!" declared one of the Council.

"I have had enough of that crap!" yelled Greg, "You use me day after day with as little information as you can and right now i need you're help!"

The eldest of the council sighed, "We truely wish to tell you all we know but this goes even above us."

"What!?" The area grew brighter. Light flooded the already prestine white room and a young man in long flowing robes settled before Greg. The council was silent and with wide eyes listened.

"I am Odin. I have come to give you what you need young warrior. This council can only tell you what the others allow.

"You and her share the power you invoked. Beware your friends and the girl is the key to everything. Defend her with everything you have." Odin touched Greg's forehead. "You are on the border of this plane now. It is as much as i can give you without oseing the foothold we have right now. Good luck."

Greg snapped back to reality. Owen simply stared at him. "I shoudl snap your neck," Greg said to Owen.

"Perhaps but I know you wont. To much is at stake. I think Sara is almost back"

Sara's fuse was so much shorter now. Damn him, she didn't want to kill him, she wanted her first kill to be Greg, but no; he had to go and tick her off. Couldn't he tell that her fuse was very short and that she could so easily over power him? She grunted, men.

She walked into her room and opened the wardrobe. Sara had lots of black shirts, exactly what she needed. But not what she wanted to wear, she was going to go after Greg, and she'd need his trust to get closer.

She pulled on a new outfit and reveled at the new black streak in her hair. She took a brush and put her hair up into two pony tails. With her angelic
face she should have been the embodiment of everything good, but instead she was the embodiment of everything evil.

She looked at the clock and realized she was going to have plenty of time to kill Greg and make it to the mall to kill Haylen. She knew it was pointless when she walked into the bathroom to put on her make-up. Her reflection would surely attempt to stop her from killing Greg. Maybe that's what she wanted.

"Hello Sara," she said to her reflection.

"Hello," her reflection replied.

"I've only got a little bit of time, I'm going to kill Greg."

"Try, you mean. Greg isn't going to die that easily. And besides I've figured out how to take control of my body."

"For a few seconds, hardly enough time to convince him to kill you."

"Doesn't matter what he does, but what I do."

"Do you really think it wise, telling me your plans?"

"Makes it a level playing feild, I know all of your plans."

"I hardly concider us level, after all, I'm the master of this body now. You're just my reflection."

"For now."

"Yes, eventually you will die."

"I believe it is the other way around."

"Right." Sara laughed at her reflection and vanished. Before she resurfeced anywhere she located Greg, he wasn't alone; Owen was with him. To kill two birds with one stone, to take care of Greg and leave Alexx unprotected. She laughed evily in her head and appeared inbetween them.

"Sara!" Greg shouted, his tone unsure.

"Hello Greg," she said calmly, "Owen. I see you've left Alexx, where exactly is she?"

Owen looked at her he wasn't going to tell her, was he really that stupid?
Crud, i'll finish this later, or adam you can if you want. But i've got a really good idea

THANK YOU ADAM! *Virtual hug* and Mad says (cuz he's like standing right behind me) that it was one possible future, not the future. so it's my fault (as in Alice) if you kill him or not.

Owen could tell that Sara was evil, even if he didn't see the symbol on her hand, I'll post what they look like later. the red in her eyes was a great tip off. But everything else about Sara was normal, good even.

Slowly ideas started to form through Sara's head. Why settle for simply killing Greg? Greg had more power left in him, she could take it. All she had to do is kiss him and kill him.

Before Greg could say anything Sara pressed her lips to his. Sucking out all of his powers. His stamina wasn't drained but his magic.

"Sara!" he shouted as soon as he realized what had happened. Sara licked her lips and reveled in her new powers. "Sara? What did you do?"

"Taken your powers."

"Owen," Greg gave Owen a look that told him what to do. Owen quickly disappeared.

"Sent him off to protect Alexx?"

"Duh, you've clearly joined Peter."

"Partly, but I shant explain it all to you. I've seen way too many Bond movies to know never to give away your entire plan no matter how close you think you are to winning."

"Sara, I know you're in there somewhere. If you can here me-"

"Oh shut up Greg, I am Sara now. Your Sara is on the brink of death, and when she does i shall control her body forever."

Sara pulled out a knife from her back. She held it like she was going to stab herself or him in the neck. A perfectly absurd way to hold a knife if you're going to stab someone in the gut, but that's what she intended to do.

Greg stood his ground, he didn't really care what happened to him anymore. His Sara was apparently gone forever. Just as she was about to plunge the knife into him, despite the awkward positioning of her hand in relation to the knife she suddenly stopped, and doubled over.

"Sara?" he asked.

"Greg run!" Sara said, her voice back to normal.

"No! I won't leave you again!"

Sara looked at him with a determined expression on her face. If he was going to stay he would have to watch her die. Very quickly she used the awkward position of her hand to her advantage. She plunged the knife into her gut.

Before she hit the ground, before she even felt the knife break her skin she felt her souls leaving her. She was dead before Greg screamed her name.

He caught her before she hit the ground, "SARA! SARA!" he turned his head up, "ONE OF YOU! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME! HELP!" Greg felt his power return and he screamed for help louder. Slowly an ancient appeared next to him.

Sara's souls remained idol for a moment, then the evil soul took off at amazing speed until it reached her destination. Half as quickly the real Sara's soul slowly flew up.

"Calm yourself Greg."

"How can I?"

"Take solace in the knowledge that she is not dead."

Greg looked up at him his eyes puffy from tears. "What?" he stuttered.

"She's not dead." The ancient grabbed her soul out of mid-air and pulled it back into her body. Her wound wasn't fatal anymore. But could be again. She coughed a few times and Greg wrapped his arms around her.

"Sara," he whispered her name over and over again, slowly rocking back and forth, and stroking her hair. They didn't even notice when the ancient disappeared.

I'm being pressured so that's the best i got, i know it sucks sorry

Sorry it took me so long...my dad is an R-tard. ALICE STOP BEING PESSIMISTIC!!! (Don't ask).

Alexx woke up and looked around the room. She heard a small pop and noticed that Owen had just appeared in the center of the room.
"Owen, what's going on?" she asked, jumping from the couch.
"Come on, we need to get you to Matthius." he grabbed her hand and led her out of the house into the dark night. He opened the passenger door and shoved her in, the door barely shutting before he was in the other side starting the care.
"Why are we going to matt's house?" Alexx asked, very confused and somewhat terrified. She was going into hysterics, and Owen needed her to stay calm. He turned and put his hands on her cheeks, holding her gaze.
"Alexx, I love you with every 500-year-old fiber of my being. I will do everything in my power to protect you, just listen and go along with it." before she could object, he kissed her. The kiss took her breath away, and eventually she pulled away gasping. "So are you with me?"
"Every step of the way," she answered with so much certainty that it scared him.

For the record I HAVE Alice's permission to do this, we kinda plotted the thing out together

On a barren road in the middle of the Nevada desert...

The large semi truck drove down the road at a very high speed. The cargo was different than anybodies around. Instead of holding illegal immigrants or goods he was holding a group of rag tag Powers. Peter had done a very good job of disguising himself, he had the sleazy slept in clothes, and the beer hat.

He could hear Grog barking out orders to the Powers. He had them scared stiff, if they realized that combined they could take out Grog quite easily his job would be a lot harder.

Peter started thinking about Sara in her blood soaked clothes. What was she up to? He couldn't get that image out of his head, what would she look like with cleaner clothes on? That red tint in her eyes made her look down right hott.

Just as he finally managed to pull his attention back to the road he saw someone sitting on the side of the hood. She looked remarkably like... Sara? That's it, he thought as he slammed on the brakes. He thought he was finally losing his mind.

Sara slided forward on the hood a little but didn't lose her balance when the semi truck skidded to a halt. "Took you long enough, I was sitting up there for like twelve miles! Its a wonder you didn't get us killed."
Peter just stared at her, his mouth hanging open. "Sara?"
"Not anymore, I prefer to be called, Hannah."
"Hannah," Peter mused out loud, "I like that name."
"Good, now-" Hannah jumped off of the hood of the semi and walked into the passenger side, "we've got a job to do."

"What the heck was that?" Grog had the men get out to stretch.
"I met an old friend." Peter smiled. Sara/Hannah was leaning against the truck."Get the men back into the truck.'
"What? We just all got out. And it's hot to be in a truck with five people that burst out in flames uncontrollably."
"Too bad you loser. Back in our your body will be road kill." Grog floated up in the air.
"Okay boss." He laughed nervously.
"Good."

He got back into the driver's seat."Well?" He asked Hannah where they were to go.
"Head down the road until you reach a little town. You should find a ice cream shop. Haylen should be there."
"Ice cream?"
"Don't under estimate the shop Pete." She had a serious look on her face.
"Fine." He put the key in and started moving.

Elsewhere

He watched as the truck drove down the road."Ha. What friend you are Peter. Coming to kill me when I have no powers. I always knew you were a coward." Haylen laughed.
"What are you saying?" A guard yelled at him in his little cold cell.
"When I get out! You're gonna be my first victim!" he laughed

Yup, I gave mad permission to do that so, its all good. And i had an awesemo post that was like long and really cool and rocked, and it didn't post!!! I was sooo mad. This is kinda what happened.

Greg had to move Sara. All too soon she would be gone again if he didn't get her to the hospital. Struggleing a little bit he lifted her up and ran into the streets.

Several women screamed when they saw him. "Somebody help me!" he said, "please! She's going to die!"

A lady ran up to him and said, "I'm a doctor, what happened?"

"We were attacked," Greg was careful to tell only half truths. One slip up and the entire world would freak out, if they believed them.

The doctor put pressure on the hole in Sara's stomache. "Here hold this here." She handed the job over to Greg. Greg winced when he saw the pain written on Sara's face.
With his free hand he brushed a bit of bangs out of her face and whispered, "keep holding on Sara, please."

Sara drifted between death and life. She could hear Greg's voice saying her name, she wanted to say okay but couldn't find her voice. There was an excruating pain in her gut and she screamed, finding her voice.

Her eyes shot open as the pain flared through her. It felt like someone was stitching her up with her own skin. Greg lifted up the cloth and watched in awe as the wound healed itself. Sara felt the pain slowly fade and her breathing became normal again.

Greg smiled at her breifly and kissed her forehead. They forgot all about the doctor and the crowd that watched with frightened eyes. But it didn't matter, they'd handle it.

I don't know how they handle it... ADAM HELP!!!

Screw it, i'll think of something. I'm really bored.


Sara and Greg had no clue what to do, other than the corniest thing. They stood up and took a bow. Then they looked over their shoulders and nodded at nothing.

"Ladies and gentelmen, we thank you. You have just been part of a movie scene!" Greg said in his actor voice.

"There are many hidden cameras everywhere around here," Sara pointed to corners and fire excape stairs. "The pourpose of these cameras was to pick up the perfect panic scene." Sara showed her watch to Greg.

"Well you've been a wonderful crowd but we must dash." Greg looped his arm around Sara's and they walked off through the crowd into a cab. As soon as the door shut they started laughing. After a moment Greg took on a more serious disposition. "I'm glad you're okay and all but why did you do it?"

Sara quickly pressed her lips to his, unleashing all the feelings between them, and evenly splitting the powers. "That's why."

What is going on? What does Heroes have to do with this?

Greg reached into her mind, checking for anyone else. It was just her. "Grab my arm." Sara did so and Greg threw a few bucks at the cab driver and they vanished.

"How..."Sara started to say but Owen and Alexx were standing in front of them in the middle of a wooded area. They both looked in shock.

"We have little time," said Greg, "darkness is on the horizon and everything is about to end if we dont do something."

"What can we do!?" exclaimed Alexx. Her whole life had been turned upside down at this point. Everything was going crazy and she had no control over it anymore.

"I'm not sure yet. But right now we need to get to Matthius' house and come up with a plan." They continued the trek through the woods, following Owen.

"How much longer?" asked Sara. They had been travelling for well over an hour.

"Just a mile or two more," said Owen.

"You'd think he could live a little closer."

Owen motioned for them to stop. They all held there breath. Something was rustling in the woods behind them. It sounded like it was closeing in.

"Run," said Owen. A roar eruppted from behind them. Greg reached out and felt some sort of beast. An unatural monster of darkness.

A tree fell before them and the monster was standing on it. It's vocal power knocked everyone to the ground. It was about to strike...

Yay! no more writers block! Thanks Adam

Sara and Greg tried to stand, but the roar kept them down. Alexx made a face at the creature, it looked like a lizard/werewolf/bird/fish thing, it was ugly. It lunged.

Something swung bye and kicked it out of the way. It smacked into a tree and ran away whimpering. Matthius stopped in front of them.

"Hey Tarzan," Alexx said.

"Hey Jane." Matthius pulled Alexx up by the arm.

"Took you long enough," Owen said.

"You strayed off of the path. You were supposed to meet me over a mile ago." Owen felt really stupid. "Well come on," Matthius pulled everyone in close, "this will make it so much shorter."

Everything went black for a moment and they reappeared in a cozy looking living room. Alexx looked a bit woosy and Sara had her sit down.

"I know the feeling, trust me. I still don't think i'm going to get used to it." Sara turned to Matthius, "now what do we do about Peter?"

"Peter's got a new helping hand, you." Matthius's eyes were fixed on Sara.

"What? I'm not helping him."

"Yes you are."

"I am n-"

"Are you sure its Sara? Check again. Because I can assure you that you are mistaken." Greg interrupted trying to keep things cool. Sara saw disbelief in his eyes, furious she stormed over and pressed her palm to his.

"Watch and learn," she said. She flashed everything out in front of him.

I may have mis understood but here goes

Greg say the last days events play out to Matt. He turned a little red. Ashamed for accuseing Sara.

"Sorry," he said, "But who is with Peter then?"

"Her name is Hannah. I had the misfortune of shareing a body with her. I didn't realize she was powerful enough to overcome death."

"We have to come up with a plan," said Greg.

"Indeed, but how do we come up with a plan against something we know little about."

"She's the key," Matt points to Alexx, "She's the key to everything we have to do."

"Me?" Alexx said Bewildered.