watchmakersylar | Company Killer

Character: Sylar and Bennet
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 372
Rating: PG blood lots of it
Notes: Sylar's working for the Company and partnered with Noah. I wrote this a long time ago, and didn't post it anywhere... ooops
Prompt: Kyle: I decide who lives or dies.

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Home is where the heart is…at least that’s what they try to tell you. Must be why I don’t care about anyone. I don’t have a home. I don’t have a heart. I tried for a little while. I tried to be the good boy. Tried to be the good son, but it didn’t matter. In the end, I’m just what I was born to be…a killer.

My mother, the woman who collected snow globes and tried to teach me right from wrong, would have been so disappointed in me if she could see me now. My hands were coated in blood, the cuffs of my shirt soaked and stained with it. It wasn’t my blood.

Angela would be so proud. My new mommy, the one who uses me to do her dirty work, her black heart would flutter with pride if she had any emotions. She kept telling me she did, but I knew better. Angela Petrelli was one cold bitch.

I rocked back on my heels to my feet careful not to smear any of the blood on my black suit. The end of my tie had a smudge on it, but some cold water and hydrogen peroxide would take care of that. Stepping around the corpse of Eldon Miller, I used my power to turn on the hot water in his kitchen sink. I ran my hands under it until the water ran clear.

“A waste of time isn’t that, Gabriel?” My partner asked from the window. He parted the blinds with the barrel of his gun. “You’re covered in it.”

“You’d think I’d be used to how much a head wound bleeds wouldn’t you?” I said with a fake smile.

“Of all people.” Noah frowned. He hated me. I’d given him good reason to. “Let’s get back. I’ll let you explain to Angela why you thought it was a good idea to kill an FBI agent.”

“Come on, Noah.” I shut the water off using my power too. My sleeves were wet now, but it was mostly water instead of Agent Miller’s blood. “You know my mother only sends me out when she wants someone dead. You’re just the lucky guy who gets to watch me do it.”