Claire Bennet (
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how to stop an exploding man.
The papers read November 7th, 2006. The much anticipated New York congressional elections were underway as people all around the city were filing in lines, some staring with a bit of curiosity or trepidation at the new booths provided by one Daniel Linderman, a big name throughout the whole of New York, but one who came with his share of shadiness as well. Not every household trusted him, the most wary sticking in their apartments, offices, and classrooms, absentee ballots clutched in their hands, but the turnout was decent on the whole, the only event which seemed to set that day apart from most others in that gray city, skyscrapers stretching all the way up into the clouds above.
But, unknown to the general populace, there were a group of individuals scattered around the whole of the city, some whose faces were plastered on posters at every turn, others making it onto national television, and still more trying their best to avoid any detection altogether. And those individuals were special, the pinnacle of human evolution, some believed. Destined to do something great.
A hospice nurse.
A taxi driver.
A watchmaker.
A girl next door.
An office worker.
A policeman.
A socialite.
A soon-to-be Congressman for the 14th District.
A manager at a paper factory.
A cheerleader.
Heroes and villains.
This was their story.
But, unknown to the general populace, there were a group of individuals scattered around the whole of the city, some whose faces were plastered on posters at every turn, others making it onto national television, and still more trying their best to avoid any detection altogether. And those individuals were special, the pinnacle of human evolution, some believed. Destined to do something great.
A hospice nurse.
A taxi driver.
A watchmaker.
A girl next door.
An office worker.
A policeman.
A socialite.
A soon-to-be Congressman for the 14th District.
A manager at a paper factory.
A cheerleader.
Heroes and villains.
This was their story.
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Coraline bit her lip before stamping her closed fist into her hand. Coraline was brave and Claire was a superhero, they could take on one little tick-tock man. One terribly scary tick tock man. "We'll be okay Claire. I'll make sure we're safe even if it means we have to run away. I'll protect you."
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She drifted off, eyes looking around before she snapped back to attention and shook her head, quickly, her curls bouncing around her shoulders. "No, Coraline, you're not going to protect me. You need to get away, okay? Leave this to me, he won't come after you if you're not... if you can't do things like I can, okay? There's no need for all of us to be in danger here."
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"I don't know what I can do but what I know I won't do is leave you here. I've defeated a scarier villain than a tick-tock man." Coraline said. She didn't say that she was scared to be alone in a place that wasn't her home. She had no money, no passport, no friends here except Claire. And even if she had those things, Coraline wasn't the type of girl to leave her friends behind. "I'll be okay Claire, we'll be okay but I don't think we should stay here if you say it's not safe. We should go somewhere safe."
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He was it.
"It's not about whether or not you've defeated other people, though, Coraline, it's... what he's after, what he can do, I'm the only person who can get by that right now. Or, well, my uncle too but that's beside the point," Claire stressed anxiously. "You need to hide, you and all the others who might be here, you need to hide and I need to find my dad and figure out what's going on."
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Coraline looked at Claire and folded her arms across her chest. Coraline wasn't going anywhere and Claire had to get used to that.
"We'll find your dad together, with everyone and then he can tell us what to do. And then if we need to hide, we'll hide together." Coraline said before taking Claire's hand and squeezing it.
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Otherwise, she would have mentioned it in the nightmare.
"He's after what I can do. He wants to kill everyone in the world who's special, but he knows that it's not going to be easy to kill me, because I keep on coming back," Claire explained, trying to keep the deepest details private still, before shaking her head, almost vigorously. "You can't follow me everywhere, Coraline. It doesn't... it makes more sense for the rest of you to run. You could be a hero by leading people away from here, because this is one area where larger numbers aren't going to help. He'll just find us more easily this way."
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"I don't want to leave you," Coraline said. She wouldn't admit to being scared, she was brave but she didn't want to be alone. She was somewhere new and that was exciting but terrifying too. She wanted her dad, she wanted Adam. "And I'm not a hero, heroes save people Claire. All I've ever done is take people to the next place after they're dead and I don't want to do that again. And I don't want to be alone."
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"Coraline, you have to listen to me," Claire said firmly. "I can't... I can't do this if I think that I need to be watching out for someone else the entire time. I'm only brave when I know that I have nothing to lose, so you can't just follow me the whole time, okay? Because I've watched... I've seen so many people die because of this, I'm not even sure if my biological father and uncle are going to survive this. I'm not brave, but when it's just me out there, I've got nothing to lose. And I need that, to try and keep my family out of trouble. You, too."