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just_1_word - 3.10 - Dark
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youngerpetrelli3.10. Dark
He shudders and sniffles, huddled in the corner of the room on the cot that seems far too similar to those from the Company cells; clutches his pillow and smothers an angry, anguished sob. He's been violated before, but never like this -- and it is a violation, of the worst kind. And by his own father...
He shudders again, unable to block it from his mind's eye: the surprise at seeing the man alive and well overwhelming all common sense. The hug, freely offered when none had ever been before. And then the indescribably horrible wrenching sensation as his father reached deep down inside him and ripped it all away.
He sits there, letting the dark close in around him; so alone now, cut off from everything and everyone. Before, he had connections with people -- could feel them even if they weren't present. Only certain people -- those he had been closest to, or those he had connected with in dreams -- but at some level he had known he wasn't truly alone.
Now, there is nothing. No one. He is completely and utterly alone. It's worse than being deaf, dumb and blind. His world narrows down to one point, and the darkness is swallowing him whole...
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Muse: Peter Petrelli
Fandom: Heroes
Word Count: 206 per WordPerfect
Written forjust_1_word
He shudders and sniffles, huddled in the corner of the room on the cot that seems far too similar to those from the Company cells; clutches his pillow and smothers an angry, anguished sob. He's been violated before, but never like this -- and it is a violation, of the worst kind. And by his own father...
He shudders again, unable to block it from his mind's eye: the surprise at seeing the man alive and well overwhelming all common sense. The hug, freely offered when none had ever been before. And then the indescribably horrible wrenching sensation as his father reached deep down inside him and ripped it all away.
He sits there, letting the dark close in around him; so alone now, cut off from everything and everyone. Before, he had connections with people -- could feel them even if they weren't present. Only certain people -- those he had been closest to, or those he had connected with in dreams -- but at some level he had known he wasn't truly alone.
Now, there is nothing. No one. He is completely and utterly alone. It's worse than being deaf, dumb and blind. His world narrows down to one point, and the darkness is swallowing him whole...
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Muse: Peter Petrelli
Fandom: Heroes
Word Count: 206 per WordPerfect
Written for
just_1_word
