By TrinityVixen
If someone came into your life suddenly and significantly, you’d probably remember them. I look forward to the day that Mr. Bennet reminisces (since Kaito, being dead, cannot) about how he eventually realized that the girl who showed up out of nowhere, knowing everything about him and his family is actually his daughter.
Volume Three, Chapter Twelve – “Our Father”
Mucking about in the past (because that has never not been totally fascinating *eyeroll*), Claire and Hiro connect with their parents. Claire convinces her father not to turn over Baby!Claire to be given the Catalyst by Hiro’s mother. Hiro convinces his mother just to give him the Catalyst. (Which really makes Claire’s actions superfluous. No change there.) He also recovers his memories thanks to her healing ability. That plus the gifting of the Catalyst kills her. So much for Hiro’s fond family memories.
And so long to his powers. Arthur somehow knows to jump back in time to where Hiro and Claire are and steals both Hiro’s powers and the Catalyst from him. He shunts Claire off in time and throws Hiro off a roof. Given the show’s track record for improbable survival, rest assured that Hiro is fine. Hanging onto a flagpole for dear life, stuck in the past, but otherwise just peachy.
Arthur scoots back to Pinehearst to work the Catalyst’s mojo on Mohinder’s batch of the Formula. Eschewing common clinical testing procedures yet again, Mohinder injects the Catalyzed Formula into a soldier volunteer. (It’s Kyle Baldwin!) He doesn’t even sterilize the injection site. Mohinder, I know you like injecting yourself with dirty needles under less-than-sterile conditions, but have a care for your subjects. You won’t be able to analyze the results to fix your fugly face if you give your patient a staph infection. Kyle rebounds from a seizure to smash some lab furniture. Super soldiers are go!
Too bad Arthur doesn’t live to see it. While everyone was dicking around in past and present, Sylar collected a new grocery list of super powers to pick up, courtesy of Pinehearst and his dead lover. Stop number one was a truth-teller. For the first time since Sylar busted out his Noo Yawk accent as Mr. Bennet’s partner (I know, right?), I laughed out loud at this show. Sylar decapitates Ms. Truth or Dare (having forgotten he can just steal powers out of the ether now) and is still covered in blood and gore when her coworkers bust in on him to wish the deceased a happy birthday. They gawk; Sylar lights up and goes, “Cake!” like he’s three years old. He has been reborn! And being an evil monster makes him so much more tolerable. Power acquired, he tests it out on a guy giving him the hairy eyeball in the elevator. (Sylar, once more indifferent to his carnage, is still covered in brains.) He’s ready for Arthur. They need to talk about Gabriel’s paternity now that Mr. Bennet has thrown it open to question.
Sylar arrives at Pinehearst to find Captain Indecision (a.k.a. Peter) taking aim at Papa with a gun after being drafted into the duty by Mama P. Thanks to the Haitian’s assistance, Arthur’s powers cannot protect him. However, since Peter is a ninny, he waits until the Haitian is nearly exhausted by keeping Arthur’s abilities in check before he fires the fatal shot. Because Peter must be, at all times, a paragon of virtue who rides above even the most self-righteous of the heroes on this show, Sylar intervenes at just the right moment, stopping the bullet mid-flight. He confirms that Arthur has lied to him about being his father and lets the bullet fly. (He even confirms that Peter, who barely had the cojones to pull the trigger, isn’t a killer. Luckily, Sylar is…again!) He then brushes Peter off like dandruff and stalks off in search of tasty super frat brothers, of which Peter is no longer a member. (And you know Angela is going to get a visit from her non-baby boy for all the trouble she put him through. Delicious!) Peter sics the Haitian on Sylar. Do I detect the scent of another test of wills between immovable objects and irresistible forces? I believe so.
Next week: LAST EPISODE OF THE YEAR. It’s an early Christmas present to me.
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About TrinityVixen: There’s an asterisk on TrinityVixen’scollege transcript that assures anyone who reads it that, though there is no specific major, degree, or certificate for it, she did, in fact, complete some kind of creative writing program as an undergrad. Armed with that symbol of irrelevant experience, she has polluted the internet with her opinions and horrible fanworks ever since (and for quite a long while before). Living poor in New York until she finds a means to become independently wealthy, she must subsist on the juicy meat of fandom. Fandom and noodles. And instant soup.

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Oh, Vixen, you have an amazing ability to make me laugh at something that was making me cringe just a few days ago. Thanks.