Shatterverse Panfandom RP

The doctor's cute, if you like that sort of thing, and saving him and the little girl had given Elle a thrill of power she hadn't felt in a long time. But before she can really panic over letting Sylar go (Her dad? Is going to kill her) there is a flash and a crack and she's standing by the long asphalt line of an empty highway.

It's twilight, and the heavy overhead clouds are gathering ominously. But that wasn't lightning; Elle Bishop knows lightning, and though the clouds above crackle and flicker with electricity just as much as she does, it doesn't explain why she's here and not, well... where she was, five seconds ago.

"Shit," she says, the word ugly in her sweet voice and her blue eyes cold. Elle stares around for some sign of life, someone she can blame this on, and realises a horrible truth; if she doesn't find shelter soon, she's going to get pretty drenched. And these boots are real leather and her hair takes forever to blowdry and ugh, ugh, ugh.

Which is why there's an Elle, walking angrily along the highway towards Kansas, electricity still flickering occasionally between her fingers.