So, About Me...
Hey, I'm Claire Bennet and I'm not your normal high school cheerleader. At all. I have the power/ability/curse to regrow my bones, spit up bullets, and just NOT DIE in general. Oh, and my blood heals other people too.
I went through most my life not knowing who my biological family was until I tried to hunt my mom down to see if she can do what I can do. Well, she's "special" too -- she can control and create fire. Not long after, I learned Peter, the guy who saved me from a crazy serial killer, is my uncle and he copies others' abilities. That brings me to his older brother, my biological father, Nathan Petrelli. He's a New York congressman who -- get this -- has the ability to fly.
Recently I was attacked in my home in California by Sylar, again, and he finally got my power. It was a bit traumatic, to say the least. And, on top of that, as he was messing around in my brain he did something so now I DON'T EVEN FEEL PAIN. So, I don't even know if I'm human anymore.
In addition, apparently Sylar is Peter and Nathan's brother, making him MY UNCLE TOO. >_< Apparently, I've only got a slightly emo uncle on dad's side and a stupid pyro uncle on mom's side. So it's probably for the better that Sylar and I aren't related. Otherwise I might end up
really effed up.
Since my mom, uh, blew up Primatech and Pinehearst disbanded, Ang -- er --
grandma made me get my GED and now I'm looking into which college I should attend. Honestly, what's the point?
Well, rather than going to college, I'm working with someone named "Rebel" to help others with abilities. And I got a job. At a comic book store. Laugh it up.After saving the entire Carnival from the likes of Samuel Sullivan, I decided that things had gone on long enough. I gathered the T.V. reporters Samuel had called to the Carnival and jumped off the ferris wheel, healing on camera. Yeah, I realize I outed us all. That was sort of my plan. No more running, no more hiding. I suppose Sylar said it best -- "a brave, new world."
And so, our story has come to a close. Just assume we assimilate into society with our powers. Or, as the various futures have shown us, DO WE?! *Dun, dun, dun*
I'm just a Cheerleader...
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And I think you'd look nice with a bob. 4laugh
Jeez college...you're getting old, Claire.