Fandom: Heroes
Title: Reprise
Author: Paynesgrey
Characters: Monica, Micah, Claire and others mentioned
Rated: PG
Word Count: 400
Warnings: None.
Notes: post-Season 4, some knowledge needed of the
"Rebellion" graphic novel series. Written for the "Renegade" prompt at
heroes_contest.
Summary: Micah and Monica begin rallying the troops.
Ever since the famous Claire Bennet jumped off a Ferris wheel and healed miraculously on live TV, people like them were being hunted again. Chaos erupted throughout the world as the footage went viral, and as special people surfaced, whether good or criminal, the government took action.
New Orleans had seen chaos before, and maybe Monica might have liked the government to ignore them as they did in Katrina, but it wasn't so. New Orleans was crawling with Feds, looking for people just like her.
St. Joan, the savior of the city, the hero in black. They considered her a blessing once, but the notion St. Joan could be one of them, well, she was living the Rebellion all over again.
Micah started it up again, and even though they were lived as renegades, she thought he was right. The best option was for others like them to network.
They already had friends they still contacted: Sparrow, West, Alex, and even Claude and Molly in the UK.
“Just spread the word, Micah,” Monica said, as they took refuge in their base. Micah had found an abandoned strip mall that hadn't been occupied since the flood. He'd quickly accumulated all his electronics, and Monica looked around, awed by the snake's nest of wires and computers that coiled around him. He nodded at her, his fingers not even moving on the keyboard as he touched the mouse and let his powers do the rest.
“I've contacted all I can,” he said, hesitating. “Did you want me to contact Claire?”
Monica bit her lip. Oh, she could just punch that girl, and if she ever met her, she would. What was she thinking, doing something selfish like that? Monica sighed. Was Claire a friend or foe? She was the one who started this.
“Let's hold off on her for now,” Monica told him. Micah opened his eyes and met her stare. He frowned. “We'll call her if we need her.”
“But...” Micah certainly knew Monica's feelings on Claire, and he'd heard her constant tirades about how everything, all the anarchy, was Claire's fault. Still, he didn't protest too much. “Okay.”
“We'll only contact people we can trust,” Monica said, crossing her arms and staring at the computer screen. “Maybe Claire will realize her mistake when hell breaks loose, and she finds herself all alone.”