Somewhere, someone is screaming, a high pitched, genderless shriek that goes on and one without end. Hiro wants to get up, help whoever it is, make the screaming stop, but he can’t see, can’t move, can barely hear. The back of his head aches dully, but he can’t remember why. There’s grit beneath his cheek, and he can feel smooth press of metal ( Read more... )

In the dream, the sun sweltered overhead and Adam couldn’t seem to get away from it. Its harsh rays scorched every exposed bit of flesh on his body, causing the skin to blister and heal over countless times as he trekked over mile after mile of the seemingly endless desert sands. His sweat drenched clothing clung to his skin as if it were trying to ( Read more... )

The last of the fires had stopped burning by the time Adam Monroe returned to Manhattan and the city itself was little more than a burnt out shell. The streets were gray with ash and steeped with filth; not even the rats would forage there anymore. The store fronts still retained some of their vivacious color, but most of the windows had been blown ( Read more... )

So I figured out a name for my fic. Ended up stealing it from a song, which then of course prompted me to make a WHOLE DAMN FANMIX because...well, I haven't done a FYG one yet. Shocking! At any rate, I wanted to be all creative with this one. You'll find that every other song is instrumental because I was aiming for ~atmosphere~ . Hopefully it ( Read more... )