https://likeabadpenny.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] likeabadpenny.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] hh_mirror 2007-07-29 10:53 am (UTC)

For a moment, Peter seriously considered just going nuclear. Just a little explosion, enough to wipe out Sylar but not to tear the whole castle down. But that wouldn't work, he couldn't control it enough - knowing his luck, he'd end up tearing the whole castle up and some of the nearby villages, too.

A tingling in his hands made him look down, and panic tore through him. "Shit, shit, this can't be happening," Peter cursed, wide-eyed. It was faint, but he could almost see the bones in his hands, the radioactive power lighting up from the inside. This was all Sylar's goddamn fault, getting him worked up.

He didn't even hear Sylar's mocking words, too caught up in staring at his own hands. Maybe he could use this. A punch backed up with radioactive skin probably hurt - and telekinesis was working so well for him right now. Thinking quickly, Peter pushed himself up and aimed a fist at Sylar's stomach, ignoring the twinges from his still-healing shoulder.

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