watchmakersylar: (Boom Animated)
“Pull your head out of your ass, Liz.” I glared, stalking toward Liz and forcing her to back up until she was against the cinderblock walls of the training room. “Stop being afraid of your power!”

“I can’t!” She trembled, and I could feel the flare of her anger. “I’ll hurt someone.”

“You’ll hurt them if you can’t control it. If you don’t practice, you can’t learn control.” I was pushing her, and it was only a matter of time before she lashed out at me. Good thing I can’t die. “You’re not some idiot like Peter Petrelli. Now focus!”

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watchmakersylar: (Pondering)
Letter to [livejournal.com profile] lizfirestarter

Dear Liz,

I don’t have many friends in this world. Hell I can count them on one hand, and ever since I quit working for the Company a huge chasm has appeared between us. I was so hurt by the things Scully told me that went on at the Company when I walked. To hear that you and Jack thought I would start running amok, treating you all like an all-you-can-eat buffet showed me how little faith you had in me. Did it ever occur to you, that I could have been running willy-nilly through the halls all along, and there wasn’t jack squat any of you could do about it?

But I didn’t because I’m not like that anymore. Scully knows it. She still believed in me. Instead of panicking, she came to see me. She found out about Gabe, and she knew that I wasn’t the one who killed my secretary.

I know we had a bit of a disagreement when Krycek took over the new Company too, because I found out what Jack did to you and Scully. I’m sorry, but that asshole hurt two of the people I care about – you and Dana. He is lucky I haven’t found a way to end him permanently, or that I don’t spend days on end killing him over and over again for fun.

Do you know why I don’t? Because you love the bastard. You could do so much better. You came to my house after it was all over, when Gabe and I finally felt like we could have company over, but you barely spoke to me. I don’t know if our friendship can ever be repaired, but I trusted you Liz. I trusted you to believe in me, and you let me down.

Your friend,
Sylar

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watchmakersylar: (Epiphany)
“We need to talk, Liz.” I sat her down on the sofa. “You’re making a huge mistake. I kept my mouth shut the first time, but I can’t anymore. You’re better than this, and I’m afraid you’re going to get hurt.”

“I’m a big girl, Sylar. I’m not a kid.” I could see the flames crackling in her eyes.

“Then stop acting like one. It’s one hair brained scheme after another with you. You might not be a kid, but you’re acting like you live in a sitcom. There is no laugh track, Liz. This is real life. Grow up.”

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