JUST A SIP
WHO: Sylar and Alucard
WHAT: Donation to the blood bank, or something close to that.
WHERE: Alucard's creepy new house.
WHEN: A little after Alucard's fight with Jan.
The longer he was here, the less Gabriel understood why he did anything. He had started as a killer, and had now nearly reverted back to his unassuming watchmaker persona. What had caused it? Adam... Roy... The friendly nature of the people on this island... All of the above? Whatever had done it had been gradual, almost imperceptible. But now it had led him to this, heading over to a newly arrived vampire's house to donate some blood.
He glanced around and noticed how decayed some of these houses were. Even the house Tommy, Roy, and he had moved into hadn't looked half as bad as some of these. A few didn't even look like they should still be standing. After a few more minutes of these observations, Gabriel finally arrived at the house. The front door was obviously unlocked, so he didn't even bother using any ability to open it. One quick glance was all it took for him to spot the vampire's coffin.
For some reason he just felt responsible for what had happened. He had told Alucard about Jan, and the vampire had started hunting. Sylar knew how predators thought, and yet he had done nothing to stop him. Had not even warned him that his powers weren't going to work. God... even thinking of the people he had killed for powers hadn't made him feel this guilty. What was wrong with him?
He approached the coffin, noticing that the temperature seemed to drop with each step he took, and that the darkness became thicker as well. So thick he almost felt like he could touch it...
"Alucard?" He asked, barely keeping his voice from shaking.
WHAT: Donation to the blood bank, or something close to that.
WHERE: Alucard's creepy new house.
WHEN: A little after Alucard's fight with Jan.
The longer he was here, the less Gabriel understood why he did anything. He had started as a killer, and had now nearly reverted back to his unassuming watchmaker persona. What had caused it? Adam... Roy... The friendly nature of the people on this island... All of the above? Whatever had done it had been gradual, almost imperceptible. But now it had led him to this, heading over to a newly arrived vampire's house to donate some blood.
He glanced around and noticed how decayed some of these houses were. Even the house Tommy, Roy, and he had moved into hadn't looked half as bad as some of these. A few didn't even look like they should still be standing. After a few more minutes of these observations, Gabriel finally arrived at the house. The front door was obviously unlocked, so he didn't even bother using any ability to open it. One quick glance was all it took for him to spot the vampire's coffin.
For some reason he just felt responsible for what had happened. He had told Alucard about Jan, and the vampire had started hunting. Sylar knew how predators thought, and yet he had done nothing to stop him. Had not even warned him that his powers weren't going to work. God... even thinking of the people he had killed for powers hadn't made him feel this guilty. What was wrong with him?
He approached the coffin, noticing that the temperature seemed to drop with each step he took, and that the darkness became thicker as well. So thick he almost felt like he could touch it...
"Alucard?" He asked, barely keeping his voice from shaking.