Hero - Drabble Challenge *Heroes Contest* (In the Shadows)
Title: Hero
Author: Cat_2Worlds
Rating: G
Characters: Sylar
Summary: Sylar is thinking about how it feels like to be a villain and comes to a conclusion. It's an introspection into Sylar's head.
Word count: 565
Spoilers/Warnings: A bit for Season 4 , episode 18 : The Wall.
Notes: Written for drabble challenge # 24 at heroes_contest, “In the Shadows”.
Hero
There once was a time of light and prosperity that lasted many years but then, darkness knocked on World's door. Many discovered their true identities, others their own ways and some tried to forget it and go on as if they were normal people. But most of all those people suffered during their rise the abrupt arrival of darkness' veil. I, Sylar, can fill you in about all this. I always knew I was special, different ... important... but I never thought I'd have to dive this deep into the dark world in order to develop my true potential. To say this was a part of my potential is almost... frightening.
A man once came to me, convincing me of something I was already sure of: I was special. He told me I had a power... me, the little town's watchmaker. He experimented on me, made me work on that power but as the weeks went by, he grew discouraged and I, angered. I was mad at his view on me; he thought I was a disappointment that, in fact, he had been mistaken about me having powers. I killed him out of deception and rage. But it was then that I understood what was my gift... I knew how everything worked. At first, it seemed good, even awesome... But I didn't see that this was the exact moment where I started to fall down shadows' loop.
After a while, I had killed many people. But it was not for nothing! No, no, no... This way I gained their powers. It was like a chase of cat and mouse but with life and death this time... and me. I went on like this for many months, even years, getting more and more powers with each and every murder. It was as if a deep black veil floated in front of my eyes, as if it was impregnated to my body... to me. And I saw nothing! I was way too much into my quest of powers to realize that in fact, instead of helping me like I thought, it was killing me slowly and so sneakily it hurt me deep inside. I was losing myself in a pool of powers and madness. I was the perfect image of the guy that is drowning in his own pool with no help at all... I was choking.
People known as heroes tried to stop me but they never could. How can one stop a villain? You can't. He just has to decide to get out of the shadows himself... and people must be ready to listen to him and give him a chance, this villain. Well, it happened to me one day. I realized what I was doing was mean and not worth it. Too many innocents... just for me. And then, I tried to improve myself... to become nice... again. But it didn't work for they did not believe me, did not feel my need for change... for help. No, they preferred pushing me back into darkness' ugly spiral for they lacked confidence in me. But did I even really believe in myself? I got the chance I was looking for from Peter. He helped me. I owe him a lot; my life, in fact... It took many years or so it seemed, but still... I once was a monster. But now, I’m a hero.