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quirkysmuse) wrote2009-07-02 10:16 am
quirkysmuse) wrote2009-07-02 10:16 am
Heroes, "After Superman Has Fallen" Hiro, Ando
Fandom: Heroes
Title: After Superman Has Fallen
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: G
Genre: Angst/General
Word Count: 402
Characters/Pairings: Hiro, Ando
Spoilers: Season 3, Volume 4
Notes: Written for #44, "As much as you can carry" for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Summary: Hiro thinks about his powers and Ando on their way back to Japan.
Hiro releases a deep sigh, yet it’s still controlled, and he’s dreading for the pain to surge up inside his head again. He doesn’t feel the pain right now, and he hasn’t used his powers since Building 26.
It hurts to scrunch his brow, so instead he turns his face away. Ando keeps checking on him, worrying and fussing that he’ll bleed again or worse… his head will explode. Hiro’s worried about this too, of course, but he doesn’t want to think about it.
He doesn’t want to think about anything at the moment.
Ando calls for extra pillows and blankets on the plane, and Hiro reluctantly warms to his friend’s concern. He doesn’t want to be treated like an invalid. Would Batman treat an ailing Superman in such a way?
But Superman doesn’t get sick, he thinks. Though he knows this is wrong. Superman has bled. Superman has fallen. Superman has died.
Though like Superman, Hiro hopes to come back from this. He can start over again. Baby Matt gave him his powers back, but there are consequences. Time has punished him, and it’s taken away the gifts he once used so superfluously in the past.
And this isn’t a video game either where everything is the same after the reset. The playing field is different. His inventory of magic has dwindled.
He closes his eyes, and he feels Ando’s warm arm rub against his. Just knowing he’s there, ready to stay by his side, gives Hiro some consolation. But he admits to himself, he’s scared at where this new path will take him.
It’s not a game anymore, he tells himself. It’s not a comic book or make-believe. He remembers the worry in Ando’s eyes. He doesn’t want to frighten his friend, but Hiro doesn’t want to give up his destiny so easily.
He feels numbness in his temple and his body screams for sleep. There is an ache that lulls over his brain, reminding him that nothing will be change back after Hiro wakes up. He knows that this is how things are now, but it hurts him to admit that. He can’t yet, not even if he’s forced to because of his health.
The last thing Hiro wants to do is hang up his cape. Before he falls asleep, Hiro says a silent apology to Ando. He doesn’t want his friend to bear the burden of his fears.
Title: After Superman Has Fallen
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: G
Genre: Angst/General
Word Count: 402
Characters/Pairings: Hiro, Ando
Spoilers: Season 3, Volume 4
Notes: Written for #44, "As much as you can carry" for
100_fairytales.Summary: Hiro thinks about his powers and Ando on their way back to Japan.
Hiro releases a deep sigh, yet it’s still controlled, and he’s dreading for the pain to surge up inside his head again. He doesn’t feel the pain right now, and he hasn’t used his powers since Building 26.
It hurts to scrunch his brow, so instead he turns his face away. Ando keeps checking on him, worrying and fussing that he’ll bleed again or worse… his head will explode. Hiro’s worried about this too, of course, but he doesn’t want to think about it.
He doesn’t want to think about anything at the moment.
Ando calls for extra pillows and blankets on the plane, and Hiro reluctantly warms to his friend’s concern. He doesn’t want to be treated like an invalid. Would Batman treat an ailing Superman in such a way?
But Superman doesn’t get sick, he thinks. Though he knows this is wrong. Superman has bled. Superman has fallen. Superman has died.
Though like Superman, Hiro hopes to come back from this. He can start over again. Baby Matt gave him his powers back, but there are consequences. Time has punished him, and it’s taken away the gifts he once used so superfluously in the past.
And this isn’t a video game either where everything is the same after the reset. The playing field is different. His inventory of magic has dwindled.
He closes his eyes, and he feels Ando’s warm arm rub against his. Just knowing he’s there, ready to stay by his side, gives Hiro some consolation. But he admits to himself, he’s scared at where this new path will take him.
It’s not a game anymore, he tells himself. It’s not a comic book or make-believe. He remembers the worry in Ando’s eyes. He doesn’t want to frighten his friend, but Hiro doesn’t want to give up his destiny so easily.
He feels numbness in his temple and his body screams for sleep. There is an ache that lulls over his brain, reminding him that nothing will be change back after Hiro wakes up. He knows that this is how things are now, but it hurts him to admit that. He can’t yet, not even if he’s forced to because of his health.
The last thing Hiro wants to do is hang up his cape. Before he falls asleep, Hiro says a silent apology to Ando. He doesn’t want his friend to bear the burden of his fears.
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Wonderful job!
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I love your icon, btw. Great coloring. <3
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wow ^__^
Re: wow ^__^
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omg, like... every line is soul crushingly depressing. omg. *hugs fic and hugs Hiro some more* so lovely in its pain.
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