I've decided that I might pay a little visit to my home country again. although, I really do not have the time for dilly dallying, like the Americans say it. Or, I do have the time, I just don't want to...Okay, now I'm just going to confuse myself. I'll stop while I can. But most importantly, I must keep this formula safe. I must find others like me, like Peter Petrelli, and I must kill Sylar. Oh wow, I kind of wasted time thinking about this.
Okay, time to clear my mind of all thoughts. Hmmm, I wonder what Sylar looks like now. Probably scary. Okay, Japan, here I go! Without much though, without much difficulty, Hiro disappeared from the hilltop like he did any other time when he was traveling through time. He felt like reminiscing, but it was definitely not a good time to do that. Sylar was still at large and the whole future ahead was dangerous. People like him were getting hunted down and he knew that if he didn't at least try to help fight against them, who can? That was his thought, but now he's matured. Now he knows that if he is to try to save all like him, he must seek help. His searching is still tiring, but he could rest for days and have it be seconds in real time.
FWOOF! He was standing in the middle of the street, cars honking at him. Apparently this lady thinks he's some type of cat, because she was barking at him. Looking back at her, Hiro decided to mess with her. "WOOF WOOF!!" Haha, look at her face! Man, this is priceless. Looking up to the sky, Hiro walked off to the sidewalk, studying it as he saw something peculiar happen. A streak of red light blasted across the sky, nearly knocking Hiro's heart into an odd rhythm. He knew there were some more people he had to warn and they were near.
