I Came to Say Goodbye - Sylar

[watchmakersylar]

Characters: Sylar
Fandom: Heroes
Rating: PG
Word Count: 387
Prompt: 11/100 #27 Parents 100heroesfics vol1.week40 picture 5 scifi_muses
Notes: Sylar from How to Stop an Exploding Man

I knew what I had to do, but then I usually did. To save New York I had to stop Peter Petrelli from exploding. It was all so clear to me as I scrawled my paintings on Isaac’s canvases stepping carefully around the still cooling pool of blood he was resting in. So much death in that loft Isaac, his lover Simone. It was a bad place.

I’d done so many bad things. Things I didn’t want to do. It was the hunger inside of me forcing me to do it. To kill them. But now I could have redemption. All I had to do was find the man who gave Peter the power to nuke the city. I’d take his power and use it to stop Peter. It would be fighting fire with fire.

I also knew that I’d die stopping him. I didn’t have the little cheerleader’s power. When I stopped Peter it would be the last thing I did. But it was worth it for me to be the hero just this once.

The paintings told me where to find Ted. He was terrified of the terrible awful power he could barely contain. The guilt he carried was even worse than my own. I didn’t think that was possible. It was a blessing for him when I sliced his skull open to see how he did his little trick.

That vicious power dropped me to my knees. I could feel it burning through me like every single sunrise and sunset since the dawn of man. It made me feel like a god. It didn’t take long for me to learn to control it. I’ve always been good at learning how to use things and make them work. It is my original gift after all.

But before I went to die, I went to say good bye. I didn’t want my mother to think I’d left her like my father had. Didn’t want her crying for nights on end wondering what happened to her Gabriel even if I wasn’t Gabriel anymore. I was Sylar now. Sylar would be the hero that Gabriel could never be. He was too weak and riddled by too much guilt. I’m above such things. But not above loving my mother, no matter how neurotic she’d made me over the years.

Comments

[eriksselest.livejournal.com]

Awesome job!

I always love reading your work - the monologue that you write for Sylar is so complex and rich! There are so many facets that you just nail perfectly - your writing always gives me chills.

Cheers!
~Sel

[superkappa.livejournal.com]

I loved this. Especially this part: Sylar would be the hero that Gabriel could never be. He was too weak and riddled by too much guilt. I could definitely see him thinking like that.

[sylar.livejournal.com]

I think you just made me blush. Thank you so much. :)

[sylar.livejournal.com]

Thanks for reading. Glad you enjoyed it. :)

Bravo

[zagethe.livejournal.com]

Sylar is so wonderfully conflicted. He reminds me of a vampire. He does what he has to do to stop the hunger (ok and gain all that power).. and maybe even enjoys it but in his heart he's still human.

Re: Bravo

[sylar.livejournal.com]

Vampires have always been my favorite monsters for just that reason. That is exactly how I see Sylar.