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Title: Twisted
Author: mrssylar
Rating: PG 13 [This Chapter].
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Character: Sylar/Parkman/OC
Table/Prompt: Table Two/Prompt 1: Risk.
Word Count: 769 words.
Warnings: None really.
Writers Note I decided instead of doing a bunch of diffrent short stories or a couple long ones i would simply do one story, i hope you all like comments are welcome sorry for typos don't have a proof reader yet
"NO!"
No, what a powerful word that was. Such a simple command but headed none the less, but would they listen to it? Did either one care at this point? Doubtful they were both so wrapped up in their own anger. Part of it directed at me most of it at the other, but what was I to do? How could I stop them? If someone to ask me right now at this very moment what was going on. I wouldn't be able to tell them. I can't even begin to understand it myself. It started with a risk. I should have taken it with only one of them but my heart couldn't decide and now I'm here stuck in the middle of a battle. It's not even a fair battle he can't begin to challange Sylar on a one on one fight. Sylar would never fight fair and Matt, he just isn't that heartless.
But, I don't think either of them expected it to happen like this. Death I can tell you death isn't anything like I thought it would be. I know I'm not dead yet but...I can feel it coming it hadn't been me who yelled no. It had been them together, the only time either of them had ever sided with the other and as my body fell towards the groud I suddenly felt like I was floating and knew I was. By the time a hand touched me, a real hand not something invisible, but the time it touched me I could barely see. Everything was fuzzy and I'm not really sure which one it was I just know their fighting had finally stopped. They had listened to it, if only they'd done that when I'd cried it out.
Risk, a silly game of chance. One had challanged me, made me see he was so much more then a killer. That there was a reason to his madness the other he'd been hurt and was still feeling the pain I couldn't help but reach out to him, I wanted to console him make it all go away. Make him forget and then i got so tangled in it I didn't know which was was up.
I wasn't special, sure I had a 'power' but nothing important hell I can't even control it. Sylar didn't even want it or maybe he did, it's a bit hard to remember right now. I just hope that after this they stop fighting but I can tell they wan't my attention, I'm trying to give it to them the best way I can.
"Azure.." She felt a finger trace her cheek and smiled threw the tears, he'd always been so gentel. With everyone around him that was part of the reason she loved him slow to temper.
"Parkman."
"You're goning to be ok, we're going to get you help" Silly man, couldn't he tell help wouldn't get there in time, he'd been lucky oh so very lucky that Sylar hadn't managed to kill him those months ago, but then again if Sylar hadn't tried she might not have met him. Funny how life worked like that.
"To late, You and Gabriel please stop fighting." She heard Sylar's intake of breath, how he hated that name. Made sure she'd known that but he'd have to forgive her slip of the tounge she couldn't help it, it was getting harder and harder to keep her eyes open.
"Sylar" She heard Matt mutter something dark in Sylar's direction, felt the tension between them and finally cried. Even now they couldn't stop their fighting why couldn't she have been lucky enough to have a happy ending? Why couldn't she be part of the future? Why did she have to fall in love with both a killer and a married cop? Why did she take that stupid stupid risk.
And then she realised she wouldn't have had it any other way, as her eyes started to flutter closed she could faintley hear sirens in the background, felt Sylar touched her face, could sense when he bent his head close to hers and wrapped the words he whispered to her around her like a blanket it. She knew the moment he was gone, but he'd promised to watch for her and she believed him. Parkman's grip on her tightned and he whispered to her over and over again that she was going to make it, she almost belived him.She felt his finger wipe a tear off her cheek and as reality faded away around her she tried to hang onto the memory of how a killer and a married cop ended up fighting over her.
Author: mrssylar
Rating: PG 13 [This Chapter].
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Character: Sylar/Parkman/OC
Table/Prompt: Table Two/Prompt 1: Risk.
Word Count: 769 words.
Warnings: None really.
Writers Note I decided instead of doing a bunch of diffrent short stories or a couple long ones i would simply do one story, i hope you all like comments are welcome sorry for typos don't have a proof reader yet
"NO!"
No, what a powerful word that was. Such a simple command but headed none the less, but would they listen to it? Did either one care at this point? Doubtful they were both so wrapped up in their own anger. Part of it directed at me most of it at the other, but what was I to do? How could I stop them? If someone to ask me right now at this very moment what was going on. I wouldn't be able to tell them. I can't even begin to understand it myself. It started with a risk. I should have taken it with only one of them but my heart couldn't decide and now I'm here stuck in the middle of a battle. It's not even a fair battle he can't begin to challange Sylar on a one on one fight. Sylar would never fight fair and Matt, he just isn't that heartless.
But, I don't think either of them expected it to happen like this. Death I can tell you death isn't anything like I thought it would be. I know I'm not dead yet but...I can feel it coming it hadn't been me who yelled no. It had been them together, the only time either of them had ever sided with the other and as my body fell towards the groud I suddenly felt like I was floating and knew I was. By the time a hand touched me, a real hand not something invisible, but the time it touched me I could barely see. Everything was fuzzy and I'm not really sure which one it was I just know their fighting had finally stopped. They had listened to it, if only they'd done that when I'd cried it out.
Risk, a silly game of chance. One had challanged me, made me see he was so much more then a killer. That there was a reason to his madness the other he'd been hurt and was still feeling the pain I couldn't help but reach out to him, I wanted to console him make it all go away. Make him forget and then i got so tangled in it I didn't know which was was up.
I wasn't special, sure I had a 'power' but nothing important hell I can't even control it. Sylar didn't even want it or maybe he did, it's a bit hard to remember right now. I just hope that after this they stop fighting but I can tell they wan't my attention, I'm trying to give it to them the best way I can.
"Azure.." She felt a finger trace her cheek and smiled threw the tears, he'd always been so gentel. With everyone around him that was part of the reason she loved him slow to temper.
"Parkman."
"You're goning to be ok, we're going to get you help" Silly man, couldn't he tell help wouldn't get there in time, he'd been lucky oh so very lucky that Sylar hadn't managed to kill him those months ago, but then again if Sylar hadn't tried she might not have met him. Funny how life worked like that.
"To late, You and Gabriel please stop fighting." She heard Sylar's intake of breath, how he hated that name. Made sure she'd known that but he'd have to forgive her slip of the tounge she couldn't help it, it was getting harder and harder to keep her eyes open.
"Sylar" She heard Matt mutter something dark in Sylar's direction, felt the tension between them and finally cried. Even now they couldn't stop their fighting why couldn't she have been lucky enough to have a happy ending? Why couldn't she be part of the future? Why did she have to fall in love with both a killer and a married cop? Why did she take that stupid stupid risk.
And then she realised she wouldn't have had it any other way, as her eyes started to flutter closed she could faintley hear sirens in the background, felt Sylar touched her face, could sense when he bent his head close to hers and wrapped the words he whispered to her around her like a blanket it. She knew the moment he was gone, but he'd promised to watch for her and she believed him. Parkman's grip on her tightned and he whispered to her over and over again that she was going to make it, she almost belived him.She felt his finger wipe a tear off her cheek and as reality faded away around her she tried to hang onto the memory of how a killer and a married cop ended up fighting over her.