fic: Hunter and Prey
Title: Hunter and Prey (4/?)
Pairing: Gabriel (Sylar)/Elle
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Gabriel and Elle go on a search for answers but trouble keeps interrupting.
Warnings/Spoilers: No episodic spoilers for this chapter!
A/N: Sequel to 12 Months of Sylar and Elle. My version of how Elle might fit into Volume 4.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
"What? Gabriel, is he telling the truth?" Elle looks over at him, a weird expression on her face.
"I haven't felt a tingle," Gabriel slowly answers. "Which means he either is actually telling the truth or he thinks he actually knows where my father is."
Elle throws up her hands. "This is so not helpful. You just couldn't have done your little empathy thing on Google when we were all together."
"Elle, calm down. Arguing is not going to get us anywhere."
"So what are you suggesting?"
"I don't know!" Frustrated, Gabriel runs a hand through his hair.
"I can help you find him," a shaky voice says between them.
Gabriel and Elle look down at Luke, who's staring up at both of them with a fearful expression.
"What, you trying to tag along with us?" Elle sarcastically suggests. She sees Luke avert his gaze and she laughs. "Gabriel, he's trying to be our sidekick now or something."
"We don't need another one of those."
"Please. I know where he is and I can get you there." Luke pleads plaintively. "I can't stay here."
"Man, you're pathetic. Lame ripoff power and now begging." Elle rolls her eyes.
Gabriel sighs. "I can't believe I'm saying this but since he's telling the truth..."
"Gabriel, no!"
"Elle, it might help us get Kent back too."
At the mention of Kent, Elle crumbles a bit. She throws a scathing look over at Luke and grits her teeth. "Fine."
"Elle, please. As soon as he wears out his usefulness, he's gone."
Elle turns to Luke and points at him. "Fine. You can come with us. Consider it a gift. Neither of us usually leave victims alive." She then looks at Mary. "I suppose we can let your mother live too. But on my terms." Her hand extends and a small flow of electricity hits Mary, making her yell in pain before passing out. Elle marches to the door and flings it open before stomping out.
"Thank you!"
Gabriel holds up his hand. "We're gonna set rules. Don't thank me because I would have killed you too had I not needed this information. And don't try to talk to either of us like we're your friends."
---
"What time is it?"
"11:53"
"Funny."
"It actually is 11:53."
Elle shakes her head. "I'm tired. Can't we stop and rest somewhere?"
"I'm tired too," a voice pipes up.
"What did we say about not talking?"
"You didn't say stop talking completely."
"Elle, no." Gabriel stops her as he spies a small ball of electricity forming in her palm. "Listen, I'll pull over at the next motel I see."
Thirty minutes pass by before they finally see a motel. Gabriel quickly pulls the car into the parking lot before getting out of the car to head into the near empty lobby, save for one bored clerk. He's quickly out again, waving a key. Elle gets out of the car and opens the back door to grab Luke's arm and drag him out of the car. Gabriel takes over, pushing Luke in front of him and when they get to their room, he opens the door. Grabbing Luke by the arm, he takes him and locks him in the bathroom.
Elle welds the door shut as an extra precautionary measure. "Don't even try melting your way out!"
She kicks off her shoes before flopping onto the bed. Staring up at the cracked ceiling, a frustrated sigh escapes her lips as she replays the day's events in her mind.
At the sound of her sigh, Gabriel raises his head up from the sink that's located outside of the bathroom. He wipes off the water from his face and walks over to Elle. He sits down next to her on the bed and takes her hand in his. "Elle, we'll find Kent and we'll get him back."
"We don't even know if he's alive!" She sits up, her face covered with worry.
"He's a smart kid. And I know you've taught him a few tricks," Gabriel reassures.
"I'm just so worried. His power isn't even helpful in a fight, offensively or defensively."
"No, but think about what he can do? You can't tell me that Nathan wouldn't find it useful somehow in any campaign he may be thinking of."
Elle stops to think about Gabriel's words. "I suppose you have a point."
"Good," Gabriel pulls her to him and kisses her on the top of her head. "Now get some sleep."
"What about you?"
Gabriel gently lays Elle back down on the bed. "I'll come to bed soon. I just need to do something thinking first."
---
He's lying down on the bed, hands clasped behind his head, and deep in thought. Besides him, Elle is sleeping, looking almost ethereal. Gabriel turns on his side and reaches for her, wrapping his arm around her body. He's thankful he has her. They're in this together. They're...
Gabriel sits up. He hears noises outside their room, much different from the usual. It's not a random drunken passerby stumbling to their room. It sounds like many more footsteps, scurrying and stopping. Ducking his head down, "Elle," he murmurs, shaking her awake.
"Hmm? What?"
"Be ready."
It takes a few seconds for his terse statement to register in her mind. But when it does, her eyes widen and she nods silently. They roll off the bed, sandwiched between the bed and a wall. Ducking down, they both wait for the inevitable.
Five seconds later, the door is kicked in and a loud voice calls out "You can't escape us this time."
And now, Chapter 5!
Pairing: Gabriel (Sylar)/Elle
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Gabriel and Elle go on a search for answers but trouble keeps interrupting.
Warnings/Spoilers: No episodic spoilers for this chapter!
A/N: Sequel to 12 Months of Sylar and Elle. My version of how Elle might fit into Volume 4.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
"What? Gabriel, is he telling the truth?" Elle looks over at him, a weird expression on her face.
"I haven't felt a tingle," Gabriel slowly answers. "Which means he either is actually telling the truth or he thinks he actually knows where my father is."
Elle throws up her hands. "This is so not helpful. You just couldn't have done your little empathy thing on Google when we were all together."
"Elle, calm down. Arguing is not going to get us anywhere."
"So what are you suggesting?"
"I don't know!" Frustrated, Gabriel runs a hand through his hair.
"I can help you find him," a shaky voice says between them.
Gabriel and Elle look down at Luke, who's staring up at both of them with a fearful expression.
"What, you trying to tag along with us?" Elle sarcastically suggests. She sees Luke avert his gaze and she laughs. "Gabriel, he's trying to be our sidekick now or something."
"We don't need another one of those."
"Please. I know where he is and I can get you there." Luke pleads plaintively. "I can't stay here."
"Man, you're pathetic. Lame ripoff power and now begging." Elle rolls her eyes.
Gabriel sighs. "I can't believe I'm saying this but since he's telling the truth..."
"Gabriel, no!"
"Elle, it might help us get Kent back too."
At the mention of Kent, Elle crumbles a bit. She throws a scathing look over at Luke and grits her teeth. "Fine."
"Elle, please. As soon as he wears out his usefulness, he's gone."
Elle turns to Luke and points at him. "Fine. You can come with us. Consider it a gift. Neither of us usually leave victims alive." She then looks at Mary. "I suppose we can let your mother live too. But on my terms." Her hand extends and a small flow of electricity hits Mary, making her yell in pain before passing out. Elle marches to the door and flings it open before stomping out.
"Thank you!"
Gabriel holds up his hand. "We're gonna set rules. Don't thank me because I would have killed you too had I not needed this information. And don't try to talk to either of us like we're your friends."
---
"What time is it?"
"11:53"
"Funny."
"It actually is 11:53."
Elle shakes her head. "I'm tired. Can't we stop and rest somewhere?"
"I'm tired too," a voice pipes up.
"What did we say about not talking?"
"You didn't say stop talking completely."
"Elle, no." Gabriel stops her as he spies a small ball of electricity forming in her palm. "Listen, I'll pull over at the next motel I see."
Thirty minutes pass by before they finally see a motel. Gabriel quickly pulls the car into the parking lot before getting out of the car to head into the near empty lobby, save for one bored clerk. He's quickly out again, waving a key. Elle gets out of the car and opens the back door to grab Luke's arm and drag him out of the car. Gabriel takes over, pushing Luke in front of him and when they get to their room, he opens the door. Grabbing Luke by the arm, he takes him and locks him in the bathroom.
Elle welds the door shut as an extra precautionary measure. "Don't even try melting your way out!"
She kicks off her shoes before flopping onto the bed. Staring up at the cracked ceiling, a frustrated sigh escapes her lips as she replays the day's events in her mind.
At the sound of her sigh, Gabriel raises his head up from the sink that's located outside of the bathroom. He wipes off the water from his face and walks over to Elle. He sits down next to her on the bed and takes her hand in his. "Elle, we'll find Kent and we'll get him back."
"We don't even know if he's alive!" She sits up, her face covered with worry.
"He's a smart kid. And I know you've taught him a few tricks," Gabriel reassures.
"I'm just so worried. His power isn't even helpful in a fight, offensively or defensively."
"No, but think about what he can do? You can't tell me that Nathan wouldn't find it useful somehow in any campaign he may be thinking of."
Elle stops to think about Gabriel's words. "I suppose you have a point."
"Good," Gabriel pulls her to him and kisses her on the top of her head. "Now get some sleep."
"What about you?"
Gabriel gently lays Elle back down on the bed. "I'll come to bed soon. I just need to do something thinking first."
---
He's lying down on the bed, hands clasped behind his head, and deep in thought. Besides him, Elle is sleeping, looking almost ethereal. Gabriel turns on his side and reaches for her, wrapping his arm around her body. He's thankful he has her. They're in this together. They're...
Gabriel sits up. He hears noises outside their room, much different from the usual. It's not a random drunken passerby stumbling to their room. It sounds like many more footsteps, scurrying and stopping. Ducking his head down, "Elle," he murmurs, shaking her awake.
"Hmm? What?"
"Be ready."
It takes a few seconds for his terse statement to register in her mind. But when it does, her eyes widen and she nods silently. They roll off the bed, sandwiched between the bed and a wall. Ducking down, they both wait for the inevitable.
Five seconds later, the door is kicked in and a loud voice calls out "You can't escape us this time."
And now, Chapter 5!