Take These Broken Wings

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 A Walk Home (Mohinder's thread) Daphne gets an opportunity to spy on Mohinder and gets caught. 

New Apartment Daphne calls Peter to show off her new place.

Facing The Music She goes back to the hotel and shows Damon the new place.

Exploring my own house (Peter's thread) Daphne meets Sylar!Peter in the mansion and they spend a whole day together.

Making sure Mohinder's safe (Sylar's thread) Daphne sees Redeemed!Sylar on the street and tries to help him with unfortunate consequences.

Back again (West's thread) Running away from Sylar, Daphne ends up smacking into West outside of the mansion, literally.



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I'm not sure how long I paced outside the Petrelli Mansion before I slipped inside, sneaking around to find an empty room to rest in. I didn't want to go back to the hotel with Damon, not with my thoughts so tentative. I had to make my choices without any outside influence or assistance. After half a day pacing and hogging the computer in the mansion's library I hatched out a tentative plan. I needed money, a couple cellphones, a place to live besides that horrid hotel and a job to keep me from going stir crazy. Not necessarily in that order.

The phones were the easiest, prepaid types snagged off a shelf and about thirty of those card refill things. The next was the money and that was shockingly easy, too. A grand from one hundred different places was barely noticed where as one hundred grand from a single place was front page news. For once I actually appreciated the millions of people spread in every nook and cranny.

I didn't lie when I told Sylar I wasn't completely useless. Sometimes I was trusted to deliver things for my family members, things that needed to get some where in a hurry or had to be procured in a not so legal manner. I knew people, some not so nice people and if they lived a life here the same as they did at home I knew they would appreciate having someone like me around. Luckily the same bar they met in existed in this world. Ten thousand was a good head start in the trust department and an easy loss after my many small bank heists across the country. I was now gainfully employed, if not legally.

The place to live was the hardest and took me the longest. So few landlords were willing to take cash in this world, especially without any form of identification. I found one though, a strange little man who stared at my breasts and panted at the sight of my fangs. We came to an agreement fairly quickly. Once a month he'd get a thousand dollars and I would feed from him in exchange for living in his lovely basement apartment with no contract and absolutely no interference in my activities. After he got his first sample of my bite and my generous 'security deposit' he threw in the window tinting at no extra charge to me. Mortal men could be so easily influenced.

With all of my goals achieved and my new apartment furnished, if not 'decorated', it was time to get back in touch with the men in my life. Who the hell should I call first, Damon or Peter? Fuck, why was that decision still so hard? I guess the battle of my instincts versus my common sense hasn't been won yet. Damn it. And why the hell isn't Sylar answering his phone? 

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After my encounter with Sylar I sped to the Petrelli Mansion, intending to shout for Peter. I was so mad at him for not telling me about Sylar being with Nathan, I felt betrayed ... let down. Alone. Once I got there I realized I didn't want to see Peter at all. I didn't want to him to get that guilty look on his face and I sure as hell didn't want to hear him say he was sorry, that he didn't realize it would bother me or that he forgot. I didn't want it because none of it, nothing he said or did was going to make me feel better.

Sylar was with his Nathan, Peter was with his Nathan and I ... am on my own. I have no family here, not like what I had at home. Peter would try and I know his damn heart is so big that he cares what happens to me but it's just not the same. He's not my real Sire, he's not mine and I am not his. With him is not where I belong, just seeing the Sylar from his world showed me that.

He said something that's stuck with me about not putting up with my behavior and that my Sire wouldn't either. He was right. If Sylar saw me right now he would be ashamed. All of my emotional outbursts, depending on Peter of all people to stabilize me and making my Pet take care of me. It was unacceptable behavior for a Petrelli, especially a Childe of Sylar.

To hell with all of it, I'm done. It's time to accept that I'm stuck in this fucking world, to stop wishing someone would come along and rescue me. Time to grow the fuck up and stand on my own two feet.

Part Two
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Where'd Everybody Go? Daphne's arrival in a different universe then her own.

Dead People bite. (Damon's thread) Daphne meets Damon Moncrief.

Man(ticore) With A Plan. (Gabriel's thread) Daphne meets someone who looks familiar ... at first.

Can You Be Homesick If You're Standing Right In Front Of It? Daphne goes to the Petrelli Mansion and makes a mistake that changes everything. Naturally it involves someone named Peter Petrelli.

Asking For Help. (Peter's thread) Daphne and Peter go to his brother Nathan to fix their problem. They find out things are a little more permanent then they originally thought.

Back To The Hotel. Daphne goes back to Damon.

My Old Friend Jose Cuervo.
(Eden's Thread) Daphne goes to the Mansion to look for her wallet and ends up having a sort of slumber party with Peter and a new friend, Eden.

Affirmation. Daphne asked Peter for Sylar's address and she goes to see him, hoping he'll settle something in her mind. 






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I love to run. I love the wind in my hair, the way it makes all the lights and buildings swirl together in ever shifting kaleidoscopes but I especially love to run when I'm being chased. There's nothing more fun to me then out running my brothers who are older and supposedly faster. Ha! No one is as fast as I am, no one catches me! Except maybe my Sire who's not playing tonight. He told me he has more important things to do then play Tag with a fledge but I know he didn't mean it as an insult. He doesn't want to play because he wants me win and to piss off Mohinder while I do it. That's his favorite game and Tag is mine.

 

I turn hard around the corner, intending to run into the park where I'll have better cover from the air. Peter cheats when he knows he's going to lose and has taken to flying rather then running when we all play. Suddenly the gray and brown of the park entrance flashes lightening blue, knocking me off of my feet. I hit the ground with a heavy grunt landing with both knees in a puddle that wasn't there a moment ago. In fact it wasn't raining a moment ago either, we don't play Tag in the wet as it causes too many accidents and injuries.

 

What the effing hell? I look around in shock at the alley I landed in, wiping my scraped palms against my pants as I stand. This is not the park entrance! Had Peter played a trick on me? No, he couldn't have. He wasn't allowed to use teleportation without permission. I make my way out of the deserted alley, wiping rain off of my face with the back of my dirty hand. Where the hell are Matt, Mohinder and Peter? More importantly, where the hell am I?

 

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Things to know about Daphne (Mun Post)
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Things to know about Daphne Millbrook-Petrelli.

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