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Title: You found me.
Author: Sylar Petrelli
Fandom:Heroes
Summary: Sylar saves Mohinder.'Nuff said right?
Characters: Sylar;Mohinder
Spoilers: Non specific
Rating: PG-13
DISCLAIMER:I do NOT own Heroes.Not even one little bit.I don't even own SR or ZQ(though I wish I did!)Sylar and Mohinder belong to Kring and NBC.Zach and Sendhil belong to themselves.Don't sue.Please?
Authors note: No flames please!Critcism is welcome as long as its of the constructive kind!Challeneges and Requests are, as usual, always welcome(The Author has the right, but not the ability, to deny said challeneges/requests however)
There was something wild in Peter Petrelli's eyes.Wild and Dangerous.It was enough to make Mohinder pause in his work, vile of liquid in hand, when the young Petrelli strolled into his lab.Slinked really, his eyes darting around and it instantly reminded Mohinder of one of those homeless junkies one saw on the street everyday, shaking and dangerous look though thankfully harmless if one had the common sense to keep walking.
"Hello Peter."He greeted anyway, giving the man a warm smile.Peter's gaze landed on Mohinder after a long moment, smiling back though it didn't meet his eyes which were still Wild, dangerous, and now held a spark of coldness to them."Mohinder?"
His voice was cracked, as though he didn't even belive what he was saying and Peter casually rested his hands behind his back."Yes, Peter?Did you need something?"Even if the man was a bit off, Mohinder liked him well enough to dimiss it.Perhaps he was just having a bad day, or gotten into a fight with one of the people he had seemed so determined to save."Yes."The answer sounded more sure then a few moments ago and Mohinder gave him a curious look.
"You can die."He said finally, aiming a gun at him levelly.That, clearly, was the lastthing Mohinder had been expecting and took a step back, Vial falling from his fingers as he held them up as though to protect himself."Peter?" confusion and shock made the geneticist slightly numb.
Taking a step back, he flinched at the sound of the trigger being pulled, eyes screwing themselfs shut as the world seemed to suddenly become slow motion, the bullet flying straight at him.So it took him a minute to realize that he was suddenly being pushed away.Warm fingers around his waist, rolling him out the way and the sound of utter amusement in his ear.
"Can't you manage to stay out of trouble for one day, doc?"
"Sylar."
The killer was the lastperson he would have expected to come to his rescue and confused brown eyes opened, slowly taking in the unfolding scene before him.
Peter had been flung backward, clearly being held down against his will if his struggling to climb to his feet with no avail, was any indication of Sylars true power."You can't stop me!"The tone was angery, if not slightly suprised, as both been stared at the smiring murderer before them.
"We both know your wrong Peter.Do I really have to remind you of New Jersey.Or Florida."Sylar questioned, sounding smug.Growling, Peter managed to shove the older man backwards just a bit with his own Power, eyes narrowed, the gun he didn't need had been kicked off to the side somewhere as Mohinder slowly tried to make his way to the door.
For a moment the two men merly glared at each, as though trying to prove who was the stronger one by staring the other down.After a moment however, Peter looked away."You aren't gonna get away with this."He mummbled, before scrambling backwards, disappearing from the room altogether.Sylar however continued to stand there, staring at the spot Peter had just been.
"You saved my life."
The words had the desired effect, His head whipping around to Mohinder with blazing suprised eyes as though he had forgetting the man was there in the first place."Of course I did."He stated, a small smirk tugging at him as he turned to walk closer, oblivious as Mohinder scrambling to get away.
"Why?"
That brought the familier head tilt, along with a pause in Sylars movement."I'm not going to kill you, if thats what your thinking."He stated, smugness returning."Again, I ask: Why?"
Chuckling against his ear made Mohinder whirl around eyeing the amused physco that was now behind him, taking an instictive step backwards."Lets just say, I have my reasons."
There was a strange sort of look in Sylars eyes as his fingers lingered, barley touching Mohinders shoulder, before drawing back."I should go.Peter will be on to his next target by now."He said softly-
"Wait-"
Mohinders words landed on thin air as Sylar was already gone, having teleported away.As usual, he left Mohinder feeling vagually angry, slightly confused &strangly dirty for no reason he could think of.
"Good luck."He whispered softly to the empty room.
~end~
Author: Sylar Petrelli
Fandom:Heroes
Summary: Sylar saves Mohinder.'Nuff said right?
Characters: Sylar;Mohinder
Spoilers: Non specific
Rating: PG-13
DISCLAIMER:I do NOT own Heroes.Not even one little bit.I don't even own SR or ZQ(though I wish I did!)Sylar and Mohinder belong to Kring and NBC.Zach and Sendhil belong to themselves.Don't sue.Please?
Authors note: No flames please!Critcism is welcome as long as its of the constructive kind!Challeneges and Requests are, as usual, always welcome(The Author has the right, but not the ability, to deny said challeneges/requests however)
There was something wild in Peter Petrelli's eyes.Wild and Dangerous.It was enough to make Mohinder pause in his work, vile of liquid in hand, when the young Petrelli strolled into his lab.Slinked really, his eyes darting around and it instantly reminded Mohinder of one of those homeless junkies one saw on the street everyday, shaking and dangerous look though thankfully harmless if one had the common sense to keep walking.
"Hello Peter."He greeted anyway, giving the man a warm smile.Peter's gaze landed on Mohinder after a long moment, smiling back though it didn't meet his eyes which were still Wild, dangerous, and now held a spark of coldness to them."Mohinder?"
His voice was cracked, as though he didn't even belive what he was saying and Peter casually rested his hands behind his back."Yes, Peter?Did you need something?"Even if the man was a bit off, Mohinder liked him well enough to dimiss it.Perhaps he was just having a bad day, or gotten into a fight with one of the people he had seemed so determined to save."Yes."The answer sounded more sure then a few moments ago and Mohinder gave him a curious look.
"You can die."He said finally, aiming a gun at him levelly.That, clearly, was the lastthing Mohinder had been expecting and took a step back, Vial falling from his fingers as he held them up as though to protect himself."Peter?" confusion and shock made the geneticist slightly numb.
Taking a step back, he flinched at the sound of the trigger being pulled, eyes screwing themselfs shut as the world seemed to suddenly become slow motion, the bullet flying straight at him.So it took him a minute to realize that he was suddenly being pushed away.Warm fingers around his waist, rolling him out the way and the sound of utter amusement in his ear.
"Can't you manage to stay out of trouble for one day, doc?"
"Sylar."
The killer was the lastperson he would have expected to come to his rescue and confused brown eyes opened, slowly taking in the unfolding scene before him.
Peter had been flung backward, clearly being held down against his will if his struggling to climb to his feet with no avail, was any indication of Sylars true power."You can't stop me!"The tone was angery, if not slightly suprised, as both been stared at the smiring murderer before them.
"We both know your wrong Peter.Do I really have to remind you of New Jersey.Or Florida."Sylar questioned, sounding smug.Growling, Peter managed to shove the older man backwards just a bit with his own Power, eyes narrowed, the gun he didn't need had been kicked off to the side somewhere as Mohinder slowly tried to make his way to the door.
For a moment the two men merly glared at each, as though trying to prove who was the stronger one by staring the other down.After a moment however, Peter looked away."You aren't gonna get away with this."He mummbled, before scrambling backwards, disappearing from the room altogether.Sylar however continued to stand there, staring at the spot Peter had just been.
"You saved my life."
The words had the desired effect, His head whipping around to Mohinder with blazing suprised eyes as though he had forgetting the man was there in the first place."Of course I did."He stated, a small smirk tugging at him as he turned to walk closer, oblivious as Mohinder scrambling to get away.
"Why?"
That brought the familier head tilt, along with a pause in Sylars movement."I'm not going to kill you, if thats what your thinking."He stated, smugness returning."Again, I ask: Why?"
Chuckling against his ear made Mohinder whirl around eyeing the amused physco that was now behind him, taking an instictive step backwards."Lets just say, I have my reasons."
There was a strange sort of look in Sylars eyes as his fingers lingered, barley touching Mohinders shoulder, before drawing back."I should go.Peter will be on to his next target by now."He said softly-
"Wait-"
Mohinders words landed on thin air as Sylar was already gone, having teleported away.As usual, he left Mohinder feeling vagually angry, slightly confused &strangly dirty for no reason he could think of.
"Good luck."He whispered softly to the empty room.
~end~