"I'm....what..?!" said Peter, his eyes wide as well.

"Well, I can't technically say adopted seeing as there were no papers, or anything." said Dorian. "But Arthur and Angela Petrelli are not your biological parents."

Peter looked at her hard for a long time.

"According to this, your parents don't even know you exist." she continued. "Not technically. I mean, they knew you were born, but they think you died at birth. Probably thanks to someone with an ability to modify memories."

Peter nodded slowly, sitting down. "...not my real parents..."

"Not your birth parents, at any rate." said Dorian. "Doesn't mean they aren't your parents. Just ask Claire."

Claire nodded. "Yeah."

"So...who are they...?" asked Peter slowly.

"Your mother had or has an ability. Not sure what it is yet, her file is in pretty deep."

"What about my father?"

"He has a file, at Primatech."

"Primatech?" asked Peter, his eyes widening. "You mean, he was captured and held there?"

"Not really. He worked there. One of us, one of them. That's their policy."

Peter nodded. "Who is it?!" he said.

Dorian turned the computer screen around so that Peter could see the file page.

Peter's eyes widened even more. "...no way..."


....to be continued....