PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Hundreds of years from now, all of you are going to be long forgotten by nearly everybody. Nobody will remember who you were or what you did. You may have been the Scourge of Europe or the vampire who willingly went out and won back his soul, and yet, when your names are thrown out into the open, they won’t be recognized. The blonde and the traitor carry faces and titles and triumphs that will not be talked about and when the villains ban together to drag this world into Hell, there will only be one who will stand any chance at stopping them. But it won’t be enough. Because one is nothing when up against thousands. Millions.

Nothing you’re doing now will matter. You’re all wasting your time. You’re forgettable. Thousands will dwindle down to zero. And then zero will become one. And one will not be enough.

I almost feel bad for all of you. Almost. But not quite.

[Filtered to the Hyperion]

Thank you for helping me with freeing my home from those vampires. If you need an extra soldier for any battle, you have my assistance.

[Filtered to everyone]

What kind of creature grows to gigantic size, consumes souls, and was around long before mankind? It's likely there isn't any evidence left as to the real story of my world's false deity, so I'm trying to see if I can find anything here.

Might anyone have more information about this?

( So you want to be a superhero too? )

In 1609 Elizabeth Bathory drugged and strapped fifteen year old Ildiko Gellert in the Iron Maiden. The device was slowly closed and the spikes pierced through her flesh. She died in agony and the Countess, overcome with a spark of ultimate success, bathed herself in the blood of the young Slayer.

And the ironic thing? Elizabeth wasn’t even a vampire. She just wished with all her heart that she was. I guess her army of undead idiots never got around to giving their boss what she wanted most of all.

How quaint. This city as a complete mess. Skipping over the fact that this is LA, in the wrong year, in a different world, I'm looking for answers. Like why I'm here, and who's responsible for turning complete idiots into what I believe were supposed to be vampires?

[Raidon]

You killed my brother. You are in for a world of pain. I am going to tear down every person that means a damn to you. Starting with anyone with the last name Petrelli I am going to slaughter everyone you care about and I'm going to make you watch while I do it. You have no idea what you've begun Champion.

How many do we have? A whole lot and then more, right? Wrong. I see the blonde one who has a knack for sleeping with dead things and the dark one who doesn’t follow the rules. And then there’s the little itty bitty one who loves the witch with the flaming hair. So, where are all your friends? Hmm? Three is nothing. I wanted to be impressed. I really did.

Someone should go out and drag them back here. I want autographs to take home with me. My friends would all be so impressed. And I kinda want to decorate my sister’s room with heads now that I think about it. Pretty girl heads on sticks.