Mohinder Suresh (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
seekevolution) wrote2011-07-29 05:48 pm
seekevolution) wrote2011-07-29 05:48 pm
Entry tags:
Legacy
"Legacy"
Who: Mohinder, Sylar, Peter
"Jesus!" Bodies. Just bodies. People on the streets had just collapsed where they were walking. Children playing on their lawns, men and women pumping gas-- They'd just collapsed.
Mohinder stops jumping every time Peter makes some sort of comment. They'd packed up the car and gotten Sylar comfortable in the backseat with plenty of water. Mohinder had done his best not to look around as they cleared out of Pinehearst. There had been dead everywhere. But no looting. In fact, as soon as the doors were opened, everyone still alive just ran. Stupid. Stupid idiots. They'd never make it.
As they head out of Jersey, the car accidents get worse and when the tunnel comes into view, Mohinder and Peter have to keep getting out of the truck to move abandoned cars. And some not so abandoned ones.
They're pushing a van out of the way when Mohinder pauses, hands shaking. "What if we don't make it? What if it's already too late?"
The going was slow.
Who: Mohinder, Sylar, Peter
"Jesus!" Bodies. Just bodies. People on the streets had just collapsed where they were walking. Children playing on their lawns, men and women pumping gas-- They'd just collapsed.
Mohinder stops jumping every time Peter makes some sort of comment. They'd packed up the car and gotten Sylar comfortable in the backseat with plenty of water. Mohinder had done his best not to look around as they cleared out of Pinehearst. There had been dead everywhere. But no looting. In fact, as soon as the doors were opened, everyone still alive just ran. Stupid. Stupid idiots. They'd never make it.
As they head out of Jersey, the car accidents get worse and when the tunnel comes into view, Mohinder and Peter have to keep getting out of the truck to move abandoned cars. And some not so abandoned ones.
They're pushing a van out of the way when Mohinder pauses, hands shaking. "What if we don't make it? What if it's already too late?"
The going was slow.