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Aug. 6th, 2009
How It Should Have Ended
Aug. 6th, 2009 08:12 pmFor my Ninja Followers on SARMY and Twitter - the end they didn't get to see.
Notes - Gabriel's death has put Sylar over the edge. He's walked away from the "good" life. The monster's back, and it's hungry.
That stupid, stupid little girl came looking for me. I don’t know what she was thinking. I thought I made myself quite clear. I wanted to be alone. I wanted nothing to do with the Company and training the constant stream of inept losers who didn’t deserve their gifts. One golden child among each dozen meat sack of wasted DNA was the best we could do. None of it mattered to me anymore. My soul was gone. It had died with Gabriel on the blood soaked rug in my shop.
“Hello Sylar.” She said coming up behind me as I was walking. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. All I wanted to do was be alone, and there she was.
“There you are. The little girl with the power I don’t have.” I felt the smile spread slowly across my face. We were alone. No one was within shouting distance, and I could take her before she knew what hit her. Her distress flared quickly, so I yanked her from the ground, raising her up and keeping her away from anything solid that she could phase through.
She squirmed like a kitten. I could taste her fear and it sent a shiver down my spine. It had been so very long that I nearly took my breath away. Her voice rang out as she tried to call for help, but no one was there to hear her.
“Did you think I’d be stupid and attack you in public?” I leaned closer to her. The blood was running down her face. I hadn’t cut deep, but nothing bleeds like a head wound. I lean closer, my breath hot on her cheek. “Why did you come looking for me? Did you want me to be your special friend? Was I supposed to hug you and squeeze you and say that I loved you? Thank you for saving me from being alone with your big rainbow filled heart…”
“But Claude needs me.”
“You’re easy to replace. How long do you think it’ll take before he replaces you? I figure it’ll take him about five minutes.”
“Please, I won’t tell anyone. If you let me go, I’ll never come near you again.”
“If I finish what I’ve started you won’t be coming near again either now will you?” My tongue laps up the blood that is running from the cut to the corner of her mouth. I love the sound it makes when I saw through the skull. It’s like fingernails on a chalkboard, and it makes my blood sing.
I slowly lowered her to the alley floor, stepping around to dip my finger into the quivering mass of her brain. She was still alive and would be for as long as I could keep her that way. That was a lot easier now that I had the healing ability that I’d picked up from the priest. I could keep the sniveling little girl alive for a long time while I hunted.
“I’m sorry, I’m out of practice,” I said as I dug deeper between the hemispheres of her brain. “It’s been months since I’ve done this. I used to be much better at it.”
When I was done, I wiped my hands clean on her clothes and tossed her into the dumpster. With a flash of nuclear energy I reduced her body to ash along with anything else in the trash. I was going to need to be more careful about cleaning up my messes from now on. I didn’t want them to send Peter after me.
Yet.
Home was calling me, not the penthouse where I pretended to be something I wasn’t. No it was Gabriel’s shop that called me. I was tired by the time I got there. Learning a new power did that to me sometimes. With a snort I phased through the locked door, leaving the police tape in place.
My beautiful shop was in ruins. The display cases all smashed, the windows covered in plywood in an attempt to keep looters out. I don’t know why I bothered. There wasn’t anything here to take anymore. The most precious thing of all was gone.
Broken glass crunched under my feet as I stumbled through. Every brush of my fingertips brought back a memory of the past. Some were from Gabriel’s life here and others were mine, it all jumbled together filling my head until I wanted to scream. I dropped to my knees when I reached the spot where I’d found his battered body. The blood soaked through the fabric of my jeans as I ran my hands over the spot. I could feel his fear, his confusion. I could hear him screaming for help, trying to use his power, but they were too fast. There were too many.
I stretched out on my stomach, my brother’s blood, Gabriel’s blood getting on everything, but I didn’t care. This was where I needed to be. I was with him now.
Notes - Gabriel's death has put Sylar over the edge. He's walked away from the "good" life. The monster's back, and it's hungry.
That stupid, stupid little girl came looking for me. I don’t know what she was thinking. I thought I made myself quite clear. I wanted to be alone. I wanted nothing to do with the Company and training the constant stream of inept losers who didn’t deserve their gifts. One golden child among each dozen meat sack of wasted DNA was the best we could do. None of it mattered to me anymore. My soul was gone. It had died with Gabriel on the blood soaked rug in my shop.
“Hello Sylar.” She said coming up behind me as I was walking. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. All I wanted to do was be alone, and there she was.
“There you are. The little girl with the power I don’t have.” I felt the smile spread slowly across my face. We were alone. No one was within shouting distance, and I could take her before she knew what hit her. Her distress flared quickly, so I yanked her from the ground, raising her up and keeping her away from anything solid that she could phase through.
She squirmed like a kitten. I could taste her fear and it sent a shiver down my spine. It had been so very long that I nearly took my breath away. Her voice rang out as she tried to call for help, but no one was there to hear her.
“Did you think I’d be stupid and attack you in public?” I leaned closer to her. The blood was running down her face. I hadn’t cut deep, but nothing bleeds like a head wound. I lean closer, my breath hot on her cheek. “Why did you come looking for me? Did you want me to be your special friend? Was I supposed to hug you and squeeze you and say that I loved you? Thank you for saving me from being alone with your big rainbow filled heart…”
“But Claude needs me.”
“You’re easy to replace. How long do you think it’ll take before he replaces you? I figure it’ll take him about five minutes.”
“Please, I won’t tell anyone. If you let me go, I’ll never come near you again.”
“If I finish what I’ve started you won’t be coming near again either now will you?” My tongue laps up the blood that is running from the cut to the corner of her mouth. I love the sound it makes when I saw through the skull. It’s like fingernails on a chalkboard, and it makes my blood sing.
I slowly lowered her to the alley floor, stepping around to dip my finger into the quivering mass of her brain. She was still alive and would be for as long as I could keep her that way. That was a lot easier now that I had the healing ability that I’d picked up from the priest. I could keep the sniveling little girl alive for a long time while I hunted.
“I’m sorry, I’m out of practice,” I said as I dug deeper between the hemispheres of her brain. “It’s been months since I’ve done this. I used to be much better at it.”
When I was done, I wiped my hands clean on her clothes and tossed her into the dumpster. With a flash of nuclear energy I reduced her body to ash along with anything else in the trash. I was going to need to be more careful about cleaning up my messes from now on. I didn’t want them to send Peter after me.
Yet.
Home was calling me, not the penthouse where I pretended to be something I wasn’t. No it was Gabriel’s shop that called me. I was tired by the time I got there. Learning a new power did that to me sometimes. With a snort I phased through the locked door, leaving the police tape in place.
My beautiful shop was in ruins. The display cases all smashed, the windows covered in plywood in an attempt to keep looters out. I don’t know why I bothered. There wasn’t anything here to take anymore. The most precious thing of all was gone.
Broken glass crunched under my feet as I stumbled through. Every brush of my fingertips brought back a memory of the past. Some were from Gabriel’s life here and others were mine, it all jumbled together filling my head until I wanted to scream. I dropped to my knees when I reached the spot where I’d found his battered body. The blood soaked through the fabric of my jeans as I ran my hands over the spot. I could feel his fear, his confusion. I could hear him screaming for help, trying to use his power, but they were too fast. There were too many.
I stretched out on my stomach, my brother’s blood, Gabriel’s blood getting on everything, but I didn’t care. This was where I needed to be. I was with him now.
