The Blood of Redemption

The year is 2036 the streets of New York have been littered with the bodies of the perished for days yet knowone looks at them, no one sees them, no one except one man.
The man sat sipping his Hot Chocolate out of the polystyrene cup that held it. He remarked at how cool it had become in such a long time despite the snow outside. He watched as the people passed by laughing and joking whilst they bought their christmas shopping but all it brought was a sad smile to his face. It was in this smile that the man of around 26 looked so aged. His black hair seemed to lose it's colour but his eyes burnt with a cold steel. The man was called Marco not much about him was known other than that he had once been involved in a secret government operation but he seemed to now be showing signs of schizophrenia; people tended to leave him be thinking he'd gone mad but he knew they would be exactly the same if they'd seen what he had, if they could look into his mind. He looked at his drink as the steam slowly coiled out of the cup, looking up as a bus walked pass them his face was struck with a sudden fear, as he gazed out the window he stared into the eyes of a young girl. Her face was covered in black dirt, her pink blouse stained with her blood as she clutched a simple brown teddybear that had droplets of blood drop slowly onto it. She looked at him without blinking and pointed to him. Marco lept up in fear, spilling his drink over the table, he looked at the spot she had stood in but it was empty. He looked around at the puzzled faces before running out of the shop. A dark figure hidden under his black baseball cap simply watched him silently before starting after him a few seconds later.

Promising start Intrigued as to what's going on/what's going to happen

Thanks I'm trying to aim for a kind of other sde to the Heroes universe and ignore quite a bit of the canon stuff after S1 however I will be aiming to link certain parts so thanks oh btw Awesome pics on ur sig and avatar

Ok so I thought I'd start continuing this as the start is promising and the fact i'm in the writing frame of mind so next part:

Marco ran through the dark streets how could they still be talking to him they were dead all of them why was he being tortured like this it wasn't like he'd asked for that job why couldn't they leave him in peace. As he rounded a corner he slipped on the ice and crashed hard against the floor. He felt a seering pain coming from his head as his warm blood poured onto the frozen road he could here the crowd gathering around him as he started to fall unconscious a young cheerleader looked deep into his eyes and they seemed to be fillied with a radiance that put his mind to rest and he felt happiness for the first time at seeing people still cared for one another even the bad ones. Marco was lifted into the ambulance and driven away. The man in the baseball cap had followed him but his attention fell upon the cheerleaders from Union Wells High School. He turned and went across the road into the Burnt Toaster diner and took a seat. A young ginger haired waitress approached him and gave him a menu. Shortly afterward two Japaneese men entered the diner and sat on the opposite side of the room and seemed to engage in a serious discussion.