Who: Peter Petrelli and Noah Gray What: Peter needs to protect little Noah When: October 20th, 2008 Where: Mortuus 201
Whatever game was going on, Peter wasn't really sure he ever wanted to figure out who was responsible for all of this, especially since they were dishonerable enough to take such a young soul. Peter never really agreed with Sylar raising Noah, but he had no say in it, and until that point, he was a good father. It was a sick joke to bring him here, where his father was a sociophath and his mother was trying to figure out how to go on after Sylar had tried, and failed, to kill her.
It wasn't hard for him to find Noah, but he hoped he got there soon enough, before something happened to him. Noah was a constant reminder to him as to what could have been. Peter wasn't getting any younger, and at one point it had been his dream to have a family and children, but it seemed that he would only ever be alone. At least he could do right by his "nephew" Noah. He teleported through the front door and looked around, quickly finding the room that had Noah's sloppy four year old handwriting declaring his own name. Cautiously, he knocked on the door. "Hey champ, it's uncle Peter." He told him trying to stay calm. "Do you want to open the door for me?"