Sylar - Gabriel Gray

Dear Peter Petrelli,

How many times have you gotten away from me? The first time in Texas, the second time in Mohinder’s apartment when I had you on the wall, and then there was Kirby Plaza where Hiro took me out. I can’t begin to count the times since then when you came for me until the Washington when you shoved that needle into my throat, making it possible for Angela to destroy me.

When you came for me behind Parkman’s wall did you ever ask me why I killed Nathan? I don’t remember you ever asking me why I did anything. To you I was just a rabid animal with no remorse, no regrets, incapable of having a single human emotion. You knew for sure that I wasn’t capable of love.

Well you’re wrong about that. I killed Nathan out of jealousy. You loved him when you wouldn’t give me a chance. When Angela said we were brothers, you loathed me. No matter what I did to make you care about me, you wouldn’t. It was always Nathan before me, and now that I have Nathan’s memories in my head I can see that all from his perspective as well.

We broke out from the Wall when you forgave yourself for making peace with the thing that killed your brother. But I want to know, Peter, should I give you another chance? You say you understand, but do you? Can you be my friend now? Should I open myself up to you?

I’m willing to try, but if you hurt me, I will kill you.

Sincerely,
Sylar

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Samsom’s files had gotten me nowhere. They listed me, but they didn’t list my mother. I had to find out who she’d been.

With a flick of my finger I unlocked the filing cabinets along the wall. They popped one at a time, sounding like firecrackers in the empty records room. I listened, reaching out to see if anyone had noticed me. Empathy was good for more than learning abilities. I could use it to feel people too.

I started at the end of the alphabet, digging through the musty, yellowing papers searching for some record with my mother’s name.

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