roused the vengeance blood alone could quell - Heroes, PG, gen

[tigriswolf]

Title: roused the vengeance blood alone could quell

Fandom: “Heroes”

Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Byron

Warnings: AU; character death; spoilers for aired season 4

Pairings: none

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 375

Point of view: third

“You really had no idea, did you?” Sylar asks, studying Samuel, hung up on thin air, gasping for breath, clutching at the nothing choking him.

“You took me in—thank you for that,” he says, spinning Samuel around as the ground churns beneath them, trying to suck Sylar in and save Samuel. But they float out of reach, Sylar finally back home in his own skin, in control of all his abilities again.

The entire carnival is up on arms, trying to reach them. “You wanted me to love you like they do,” Sylar muses, cocking his head towards the screaming crowd. “You tricked me, tried to use me.”

Samuel’s power flares out in his death throes and Sylar studies it, adding it to his cache. After Samuel dies, Sylar lets him drop and the crowd howls in furious anguish. Sylar turns to look at them, choosing which ones have a power he’d like. Only a few—Edgar’s superspeed, definitely, so Sylar summons him forward.

“Edgar!” pretty Lydia cries. “Nathan, please!”

Sylar smiles at her. “Lydia,” he says, “you know better. You can drop the act now.”

Edgar spits at him and Sylar laughs, spinning him in place. With a quick jerk of his finger, the top of Edgar’s head goes flying.

Lydia sobs. Sylar studies Edgar’s ability, claiming it for himself, then focuses back on the crowd. The fire-thrower, and probably the invisible girl—he never did get that one, back when Peter interrupted his playtime with Mohinder. Sylar sends his power out, separating the useless carnies from the ones he wants. Only a handful remain on the left, and he continues harvesting.

Once he’s done, he shifts the earth, burying all the evidence he hasn’t already burned.

Samuel took him in, yes, but only to harness his power—like the Petrelli family had. Samuel wanted to use his abilities as a weapon, tried to manipulate him. Samuel wasn’t nearly as clever as he thought himself, and now he’s learned his lesson.

Sylar smiles at the scorched earth and then takes to the sky. He has appointments to keep, unfinished business to wrap up in New York—Mama Petrelli and Bennet owe him a few months of his life, and they’ll pay in full.

Comments

[verizonhorizon.livejournal.com]

Oooo, dangerous realistic Sylar! Me likey. Sylar should totally kick everyone's ass just like this.

[feanna.livejournal.com]

I used to hate Sylar, but I kind of want Samuel to bite it so this is definitely FUN!

[di-elle.livejournal.com]

Yes, this is Sylar! Harvesting is the perfect verb to describe why and how he choose his victims.
Is that bad the I want this to happen in the show! (and also the Angela and HRG part?)

[eternal-moonie.livejournal.com]

woohoo! LOVED it!!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[tigriswolf]

I really hope this happens on the show, so that's not bad at all.

Thank you for reading!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!

[ariana-paris.livejournal.com]

Even though part of me hopes that Nathan!Sylar will put up a fight when Head!Sylar gets back in his original body, this really should be Sylar's reaction when he gets himself back together again (literally). And given how powerful he is, it's hard to see how anything could get in his way - it should pan out exactly like your fic.

[tigriswolf]

I hope so.

Thank you for reading!

[lostinpsychosis.livejournal.com]

I think that if something like this happened, I'd be saddened because I like both Sylar and Samuel. You did a really cool take on what could happen though and in all probability will happen.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!