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Seeing Red - Part 1
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G through L › Heroes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,254
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1
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Seeing Red - Part 1
Characters: Evil Claire/Evil Peter, Evil Claire/Adam
Time frame: The Future (Vol. 3)
Note: Inspired yet again by Pathology. Thanks to lit_chick for beta'ing this for me.
i.
Peter didn’t consider himself to be a paranoid person. Sure, there was a lot for him to worry about nowadays. The world was a much darker place than it had been four years ago; the Company was gone but in its place was a new organization of the world’s most powerful and deadly criminals, twelve in all.
But even in the darkest of times, she was the bright spot in his universe. Claire Bennet wasn’t the same naive, bubbly blond teenage girl anymore; far from it. She was a killer, like him, dark, sadistic and manipulative (a streak that she inherited from her biological mother and grandmother).
Claire hadn’t always been that way. There had been a time when she had smiled; her green eyes were brighter and full of hope for a better future. There really wasn’t a point in hoping for such things now.
When Peter was blamed for Nathan’s murder, he ran and eventually met Claire again.
She was already heartbroken after losing Noah and finding out that Nathan was dead too hadn’t helped. She blamed the Company for taking both her dads’ away from her and vowed revenge.
Her goal was to take them down one by one, so she wouldn’t have to run anymore. Eventually, they would be the ones running, not her. Peter could have taken the moment to tell her truth about Nathan but he didn’t and instead, vowed to help her take down the Company.
That’s where it started.
Sandra let her go with Peter, knowing that Claire would be safe with him. After all, he was the same man who saved her from Sylar at homecoming: she had no reason not to trust him.
Claire trusted Peter with her life and she knew whatever she needed or wanted he would give it to her. He helped her take down the Company, exposed Angela as the traitor and Nathan’s assassin. Peter had been heartbroken to learn that it was his own mother who had ordered the hit on Nathan but Claire reminded him, that she was once willing to sacrifice him so Nathan could fulfill his destiny. There was no reason to spare Angela now.
Peter agreed.
She was punished for her wrongdoings; Claire tortured her and Peter looked the other way.
Once Claire realized what she had done, she cried in bed for hours, horrified of the type of person that she was becoming. Peter was scared too. He hadn’t stopped her and now his mother was gone. Peter came to her, holding her to his chest as she cried.
After she calmed down, Claire looked up at him solemnly, studying his face before taking it and kissing him. Peter knew then that he should have said something but he didn’t care anymore.
The two of them made love for the first time that night.
The day after, when Peter woke up in bed and found Claire sleeping naked beside him, he thought that it was a fluke. She was his niece; they couldn’t possibly have a romantic relationship.
Nathan was gone. Angela was dead. Noah was probably dead too.
Why the fuck did it matter?
The moment Claire opened her green eyes to stare up at him with her petite teasing smile, Peter couldn’t resist. .
Three years later, Peter was still under her spell.
Together, they caused a lot of damage, hunting down other heroes whom they deemed to be dangerous. Claire still loved torturing them, often coming up with clever new ways to inflect pain. It stopped bothering Peter a long time ago. Often, he would join in.
It was a high neither of them could get enough of.
Sex was another addiction. It wasn’t uncommon after torturing and killing that the two of them would fuck, sometimes not even waiting to be alone. Claire liked it that way. The violence, the blood, the pain…she was obsessed with it.
Peter was too. At least the sex part but the difference was that he loved her. Peter loved Claire with all of his heart and soul. When he looked into her eyes, he saw a fire inside of her that burned so brightly, he could almost feel it burning in his veins.
Incest didn’t matter, Hell was a distant dream.
tbc
Time frame: The Future (Vol. 3)
Note: Inspired yet again by Pathology. Thanks to lit_chick for beta'ing this for me.
i.
Peter didn’t consider himself to be a paranoid person. Sure, there was a lot for him to worry about nowadays. The world was a much darker place than it had been four years ago; the Company was gone but in its place was a new organization of the world’s most powerful and deadly criminals, twelve in all.
But even in the darkest of times, she was the bright spot in his universe. Claire Bennet wasn’t the same naive, bubbly blond teenage girl anymore; far from it. She was a killer, like him, dark, sadistic and manipulative (a streak that she inherited from her biological mother and grandmother).
Claire hadn’t always been that way. There had been a time when she had smiled; her green eyes were brighter and full of hope for a better future. There really wasn’t a point in hoping for such things now.
When Peter was blamed for Nathan’s murder, he ran and eventually met Claire again.
She was already heartbroken after losing Noah and finding out that Nathan was dead too hadn’t helped. She blamed the Company for taking both her dads’ away from her and vowed revenge.
Her goal was to take them down one by one, so she wouldn’t have to run anymore. Eventually, they would be the ones running, not her. Peter could have taken the moment to tell her truth about Nathan but he didn’t and instead, vowed to help her take down the Company.
That’s where it started.
Sandra let her go with Peter, knowing that Claire would be safe with him. After all, he was the same man who saved her from Sylar at homecoming: she had no reason not to trust him.
Claire trusted Peter with her life and she knew whatever she needed or wanted he would give it to her. He helped her take down the Company, exposed Angela as the traitor and Nathan’s assassin. Peter had been heartbroken to learn that it was his own mother who had ordered the hit on Nathan but Claire reminded him, that she was once willing to sacrifice him so Nathan could fulfill his destiny. There was no reason to spare Angela now.
Peter agreed.
She was punished for her wrongdoings; Claire tortured her and Peter looked the other way.
Once Claire realized what she had done, she cried in bed for hours, horrified of the type of person that she was becoming. Peter was scared too. He hadn’t stopped her and now his mother was gone. Peter came to her, holding her to his chest as she cried.
After she calmed down, Claire looked up at him solemnly, studying his face before taking it and kissing him. Peter knew then that he should have said something but he didn’t care anymore.
The two of them made love for the first time that night.
The day after, when Peter woke up in bed and found Claire sleeping naked beside him, he thought that it was a fluke. She was his niece; they couldn’t possibly have a romantic relationship.
Nathan was gone. Angela was dead. Noah was probably dead too.
Why the fuck did it matter?
The moment Claire opened her green eyes to stare up at him with her petite teasing smile, Peter couldn’t resist. .
Three years later, Peter was still under her spell.
Together, they caused a lot of damage, hunting down other heroes whom they deemed to be dangerous. Claire still loved torturing them, often coming up with clever new ways to inflect pain. It stopped bothering Peter a long time ago. Often, he would join in.
It was a high neither of them could get enough of.
Sex was another addiction. It wasn’t uncommon after torturing and killing that the two of them would fuck, sometimes not even waiting to be alone. Claire liked it that way. The violence, the blood, the pain…she was obsessed with it.
Peter was too. At least the sex part but the difference was that he loved her. Peter loved Claire with all of his heart and soul. When he looked into her eyes, he saw a fire inside of her that burned so brightly, he could almost feel it burning in his veins.
Incest didn’t matter, Hell was a distant dream.
tbc