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Aug. 20th, 2009
I am Death - Sylar
Aug. 20th, 2009 11:57 amCharacters: Sylar and a few corpses
Fandom: Heroes
Rating: PG for ick and angst
Word Count: 1009
Prompt: 28/100 #52 Fire![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Notes: What happens after "I Have Become Death" from Sylar's POV. Inspired bydailyheroes for August 20.
I am Death
The soft tissue came first, not the bones as most people would expect. When the skin was nearly whole and featureless the nerves began firing as the muscle started to knit back together from the ashes of Costa Verde. Last came the bones, but by then I was screaming from the pain when I had no mouth to make a sound. My screams echoed in my soul, screams for my son, my child, my hope for a future…taken from me by Claire. Where my humanity had been there was nothing but darkness. Where the love for my son had been there was nothing but hatred. Where there was life there was nothing but death.
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Fandom: Heroes
Rating: PG for ick and angst
Word Count: 1009
Prompt: 28/100 #52 Fire
100heroesfics War isn't safe for children and other living things.
scifi_muses Notes: What happens after "I Have Become Death" from Sylar's POV. Inspired by
dailyheroes for August 20. I am Death
The soft tissue came first, not the bones as most people would expect. When the skin was nearly whole and featureless the nerves began firing as the muscle started to knit back together from the ashes of Costa Verde. Last came the bones, but by then I was screaming from the pain when I had no mouth to make a sound. My screams echoed in my soul, screams for my son, my child, my hope for a future…taken from me by Claire. Where my humanity had been there was nothing but darkness. Where the love for my son had been there was nothing but hatred. Where there was life there was nothing but death.
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