Hell. Hell is waking up every day and not knowing why you're here. Not knowing why you're breathing.
DREAM
There is only a Void, Bird's Eye Point of View, on Trevor Tanaka. He is standing in it somehow. The camera view pans down slowly to close up on Trevor's face. His eyes and mouth are covered by a DNA Symbol each.
Trevor bolts up from bed in the dark of night. He pauses.
It took somebody who loved me getting killed to find out.
OCTOBER 2, 2006
AOYAMA, JAPAN
Trevor is seated near the first row. He is dressed in black. He looks forward, at a loss for words or any evidence he is alive.
I know exactly why I'm breathing. I know exactly what I'm doing.
2004
NEW YORK
Trevor drives away from Bellevue in a delivery van. An unconscious man is laying down at the staging area.
SEPTEMBER 10, 2007
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS
Trevor is typing away at a laptop. The camera view is over his shoulder. It looks like building blueprints on the screen. He clicks through pages and is memorizing them.
Trevor - We're being attacked day and night for our resources by factions I never even heard of. Take one out and ten come out of the wood work to take its place. We have to start coordinating and conducting negotiations. Who knows what else is out there waiting to swallow us up.
Trevor stands up and plants his hands on the desk, arms straight.
Trevor - They don't need me there. Some of them still don't trust me. Want me distracted. Others just want me to hold their hands on every operation.
Trevor turns around and looks at the steel door, the only entrance to the room. It remains still. Nothing happened.
Trevor - Ugh. I should go see Stark after this.
Suddenly, the lights short out but not from power failure. It's like the light was drained. Only the fading sunlight leaking in through the dirty windows illuminates Trevor's room.
Trevor - Great timing. Two minutes and fifty eight minutes until a teleporter is available.
He types a combination on the laptop keyboard. The steel door begins to noticeably vibrate continuously.
Trevor- Doesn't anyone remember how to knock?
The steel door groans and crumples like a used soda can. It flies off and a thud is heard off screen. Four men enter the room.
Scott Riedel - Stay right there.
Trevor puts his hands up halfway. Riedel holds his right hand out like a gun.
Trevor - I'm just the janitor.
Mike Matheson - No, you're Trevor Tanaka.
Riedel's finger sizzles with electricity. Matheson uses ferrokinesis to summon Trevor's Strayer Voigt Infinity 1911 .45 Caliber Semi-Automatic Pistol. Matheson tucks it away.
Trevor- No one has time for small talk, neither. Isn't that right Scott Riedel: Electric Manipulation? Nor do you, Michael Matheson: Magnetism. Or you, Jim Walters: Telepathy. Not even Blaine Pryce: Flight.
Matheson - Hand over all the intelligence you have on the factions.
Trevor - That's not the magic word.
Riedel - Jimmy.
Walters walks forward. He looks at Trevor. Telepathy FX.
Walters - Tell me…what we want to know…
Trevor - 'Kay.
The room blacks out. Only Trevor and Walters are visible. Ones and zeroes zoom past Walters. His eyes bulge. The void vanishes back to normal. Blood is flowing from Walters' eyes and nose. He falls over, dead. The remaining trio look at him, then at Trevor.
Trevor - Don't look at me. I guess I should have given him the thumb drive, instead.
Matheson sighs. Annoyed, he turns to Riedel.
Matheson - Will you taser him?
Riedel shocks Trevor but he just looks at them. He doesn't flinch, like he's had enough experience with torture.
Matheson - We're going to cut our losses and kill you real ugly.
Pryce - You didn't say we were gonna kill him.
Matheson whips out a switch blade whimsically. He uses ferrokinesis to float it up and aims it at Trevor.
Matheson - Any last words?
Trevor - What's cheaper than a threat?
Matheson - Wha? What'd he say?
Trevor slowly backs away. They start to walk forward when an explosion engulfs them from underneath. Trevor grins.
Trevor - Dynamite. 'Course, you have to splurge on motion sensors.
Trevor adjusts his posture and takes a small breath with a smile on his face as if he's refreshed. He walks past the smoking corpses and picks up his gun. Trevor walks over to Pryce. Pryce is bleeding and wincing in pain on the floor. Trevor just stares at him then shoots two bullets in his head and two in his chest. He walks into another room.
Trevor - You'd better be right about this, Ms. Melody.
Trevor assembles his cell phone, types and sends a text, and disassembles the phone with record efficiency. He shoots a nearby window three times. He grabs a desk and holding it as a shield, backs up eight paces, and charges into the window. Trevor springs off it in mid-air then stops and begins to fall. The camera view closes up on Trevor's hand, reaching up. Another hand appears and grabs Trevor's. They both teleport away.
NEVADA DESERT
James - Who was it this time?
Trevor - More bottom feeders. I'm more annoyed I had to waste good ordinance on them.
James - So you didn't kill them with your super memory?
Trevor - Just the telepath. I would have teleported them into an active volcano if I could.
The camera angle shifts to six others nearby: Frank Tanner, Alexander Minner, Kupe Nukarmoi, Kurt Hasian, Clara Zhang, and Athena Leuce. James teleports.
UNDAUNTED - in Heroes title font - graces across the panel.
PHASE THREE - PART ONE: THE JANITOR - in Heroes title font -
Trevor - Yeah. See ya.
Trevor fishes out a paper and pen and walks over to the others. Frank Tanner is seated on the ground and looks unconscious. Alexander Minner is knelt near Tanner and is drawing X's, O's, and arrows in the sand. Athena Leuce stands three paces away from them and holds her hands out, eyes closed. Clara Zhang swings her right foot across the sand.
Kupe Nukarmoi - I stopped reading after Mary Jane died.
Kurt Hasian - It got fixed after that. Didn't see Gorgan as Venom coming.
Trevor - Let me guess, we're an oasis?
Leuce's eyes are still closed but she grins. Pan out, cactus replace the people.
Tanner comes to. He points at Minner's drawing. Minner rubs some out and redraws. Trevor hands over the paper to Zhang. It looks like the blueprints he memorized earlier.
Trevor - Just in case. Can't be too prepared.
Zhang nods and walks over to Minner, who is explaining the strategy to everyone. Zhang half smiles and teleports. Standing outside the crowd, Trevor reloads his gun with a new clip. Hasian looks at it, peeping out from the huddle.
Zhang appears to another unit. The building is now visible and some others, Virco Sloan, Samuel Whitman, Luna Yu, and Marcus Kane, are standing more closer to it. Azuteor, Carson Ford, John Bishop, and Kurt Kelly walk up to her. Bishop turns to the people up ahead and holds his right hand out. Force fields form around them. Kelly walks past Bishop. An RPG Launcher appears in his hands. The camera view follows the RPG as it races to the building. An explosion rocks it.
Whitman and Sloan run into the building. Seconds later, a light burst erupts from the smoke. Yu and Kane follow inside. They use their powers to slam the stunned and hurt highly evolved beings aside and immobilize them. Red bolts shoot out from Yu. Whitman inspects a crate.
Whitman - Yup, looks like ours alright.
Whitman grabs two crates and runs out at super speed. Kane uses his free hand to telekinetically push the half a dozen outside. Sloan manipulates a shadow under several and they vanish. Yu and Kane step into it, then Sloan and they vanish, too.
The frontline and the recovered resources pop out of Bishop's shadow. They all gather around, all three units. The resources, Tanner, Minner, Leuce, Sloan, Whitman, and Yu are teleported with Zhang.
Carson Ford - What now, fearless leader?
Trevor - Bishop shields us.
Bishop - Huh?
A column of fire surrounds them. Bishop quickly reacts and generates a force field.
Trevor - You didn't smell that?
The fire clears. A pyrokinetic appears behind the wave.
Trevor - Pyrokinetic sentry makes ten as predicted.
Ford - I'll take care of 'Sparky.'
A tornado forms around the sentry. His flames snuff out and he struggles to breath then passes out. Ford dismisses the wind. It flows past Azuteor. His scarf flows among the remnants of the wind.
Trevor - I hope that was asphyxiation. Mr. Nukarmoi, if you will.
Nukarmoi summons enough sand to cover up the building area.
Ford - A bit overkill. Can we go now?
Trevor - Azuteor.
Trevor blinks at Azuteor. Azuteor manipulates gravity around Trevor. An invisible man groans from the sudden increase in weight. Hasian walks over and turns him Turquoise. Without bothering to turn around, Trevor shoots behind him and connects with the Turquoise Man's head. He falls over, dead.
Trevor - Match him to the sand, Truk. Then we can go home.
Ford - Ah, there's always one more.
Nukarmoi summons a SUV.
Trevor - We need to drive to the nearest pick up point. Shotgun!
They climb into the SUV.
Hasian - So Kane, do you prefer Power Absorption or Power Theft? Is it the same as Ability Replication?
Everyone groans.
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