Fanfcition: Heroes: The Point Of It All (Chapter 7)
Title: The Point Of It All (Chapter 7)
Pairing/Characters: Sylar/Elle, Angela, Hatian, others.
Rating: NC-17 (For chapter 4)
Summary: Elle is brought back to life to serve a purpose for the Company, but is it a service she wants to perform? Does she even have a choice? AU after 3x12 "Our Father". Chapter 7: Elle gets her memories back and the two have to make a decision about what to do next.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
And never moving forward so there'd never be a past
-Easier to Run, Linkin Park
“I’m sorry, Daddy, I’m so sorry” The little blonde six year old sobbed, standing over the charred remains of her mother. It had been an accident, her mother had angered her, she had only meant to send out a tiny shock. It wasn’t supposed to be so much but she couldn’t always control it.
“It’s your fault Elle, do you understand that? Your mother is dead and the only person to blame for it is you. I told you that you needed to practice more, but all you wanted to do was play. Do you see why it’s important to listen to me now?” Bob Bishop’s voice was cold and hard, sounding surprisingly unmoved for someone whose wife had just been accidently killed by their child.
“Yes. I’m sorry Daddy. I’m sorry”
~*~*~*~*~
Elle was older now, nine years old and strapped to a hospital bed. There was an IV hooked into her filled with lithium and who knew what else. Her body was crackling with electricity and everything hurt. “Daddy, I’ve had enough,” She whimpered, looking up at her father with pain and fear in her eyes. Whatever they were putting into her, it was making her powers stronger and impossible to control.
“Elle, you’re stronger than this” Bob admonished before turning to one of the many doctors in the room. “Increase her doses. My little girl is stronger than she lets on. She can take it”
~*~*~*~*~*~
Elle was fifteen and had been caught in one of the storage rooms of the Company with an agent. “I don’t see why you had to fire him, Daddy.” She whined a little. “He was just showing me how to have a little fun, what’s the problem with that?”
“You’re not here to have fun Elle, you’re here to improve your skills. You want to be an agent yourself someday, don’t you?”
“Of course Daddy,” She replied, looking down. Being an agent was the only way she was ever going to be allowed to go outside. Besides, she wanted to make her father proud. He was all she had.
“Then I can’t have you being distracted like that.”
~*~*~*~*~*~
“You were supposed to bring him here Elle, not kill him. I know this is your first assignment, but how are we supposed to see how his power works now that he’s dead?” There it was again, Bob Bishop’s signature voice of disapproval.
“I’m sorry Daddy but he made me angry. He called me ugly and he wouldn’t come with me and I only meant to stun him but I went a little too far. I promise, I’ll do better next time.”
“You’ll be lucky if I give you a next time, Elle. Now go to your room and I’ll give you my decision later”
“Yes, Daddy”
~*~*~*~*~
“Daddy, I could have saved him, we pushed him to kill again, don’t you see that?” Her voice cracked. She had wanted so desperately to believe that Gabriel could be saved, because maybe that meant she could be too. “And that boy Trevor, he was just a sacrificial lamb, is that what the Company really does? I thought we were supposed to be helping people”
“He was going to kill again Elle,” Bob said firmly, echoing the words of Noah from before. “And if you had done your job right, you could have spared the life of Trevor”
“What are you talking about? Daddy, you’re making me sound like bait”
~*~*~*~*~*~
“You’re hurting me” She whimpered.
“I know”
~*~*~*~*~
Elle began to cry, her body crackling and rapped with pain as each memory reformed itself in her head. If she had know that getting them back would be so painful she never would have wanted to find them in the first place. What did she learn from them? That her father had used her and only seen her as a tool. She had betrayed the man she loved, and because of that he could never full trust her, so he killed her. And now he was giving her back all these painful memories that she didn’t want and as much as she knew she should be angry, furious, and all these other things, all she could do was cling to Sylar’s shirt, channeling the excess electricity into his body like she had once done with Claire. She couldn’t control it again. Whatever he had done to fix her, it was undone now and she wondered if she could ever be fixed again.
Sylar stood there awkwardly, surprised at the sobbing girl suddenly in his arms, crying out in pain as the electricity surged through him as if he was some sort of conducter. What had he done? He had thought for sure, once she knew what really happened, she would want nothing to do with him. But here she was, crying and clinging to him like he was her only lifeline. And then he realized it, what he should have realized long before. He was her only lifeline.
“I’m sorry,” He murmured softly, running his fingers through her short blonde hair, trying to soothe her the best he could. She was so small, he could easily break her, kill her again, and yet he found himself unable to even humor the idea of doing so. Not now. No matter who had done this to her, what their plans had been, he had a second chance, and he didn’t want to throw it away. Not if he didn’t have to. Maybe there was a way to have her and his mission too.
Elle looked up at him, blinking a little in confusion now. “It’s not your fault” She whimpered and sparked. It was so painful. She just wanted the pain to stop. She didn’t want to think or remember anymore. She almost wished he would kill her again, because anything had to be better than this.
“What do you want to do?” He asked, leaning down to press a soft kiss on her forehead. He could only sigh in relief when she didn’t flinch. He wanted to go to the next name on the list, continue his chase for powers and looking for clues to his parents, but after everything he had put her through, the least he owed her was a choice. Who was to say she even wanted to continue traveling with him? He wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t.
“We go to the Company. We have to talk to Angela. She’s the one who sent me after you, wiped my memories. She tried to use me against you, just like my father did and I’m tired of being a tool” Her voice was stronger now as she sparked again, but then they began to die down as if something was pulling her together. A purpose.
Well, he had planned on waiting for a few more powers before confronting Angela, but now worked too. If nothing else, he could get answers about his real parents, and why she brought back Elle. That woman had meddled in his life for the last time. But in the meantime he pressed a hand on the small of Elle’s back, leading her to the living room and the couch. Ryan Adams was still a bloody mess on the bed so that wasn’t really an ideal place to sleep at the moment. “I can sleep on the floo-“
Elle cut him off before he continued, taking his hand and tugging him towards her. “I don’t want to be alone tonight. Stay with me”
And so he did.
Pairing/Characters: Sylar/Elle, Angela, Hatian, others.
Rating: NC-17 (For chapter 4)
Summary: Elle is brought back to life to serve a purpose for the Company, but is it a service she wants to perform? Does she even have a choice? AU after 3x12 "Our Father". Chapter 7: Elle gets her memories back and the two have to make a decision about what to do next.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
And never moving forward so there'd never be a past
-Easier to Run, Linkin Park
“I’m sorry, Daddy, I’m so sorry” The little blonde six year old sobbed, standing over the charred remains of her mother. It had been an accident, her mother had angered her, she had only meant to send out a tiny shock. It wasn’t supposed to be so much but she couldn’t always control it.
“It’s your fault Elle, do you understand that? Your mother is dead and the only person to blame for it is you. I told you that you needed to practice more, but all you wanted to do was play. Do you see why it’s important to listen to me now?” Bob Bishop’s voice was cold and hard, sounding surprisingly unmoved for someone whose wife had just been accidently killed by their child.
“Yes. I’m sorry Daddy. I’m sorry”
~*~*~*~*~
Elle was older now, nine years old and strapped to a hospital bed. There was an IV hooked into her filled with lithium and who knew what else. Her body was crackling with electricity and everything hurt. “Daddy, I’ve had enough,” She whimpered, looking up at her father with pain and fear in her eyes. Whatever they were putting into her, it was making her powers stronger and impossible to control.
“Elle, you’re stronger than this” Bob admonished before turning to one of the many doctors in the room. “Increase her doses. My little girl is stronger than she lets on. She can take it”
~*~*~*~*~*~
Elle was fifteen and had been caught in one of the storage rooms of the Company with an agent. “I don’t see why you had to fire him, Daddy.” She whined a little. “He was just showing me how to have a little fun, what’s the problem with that?”
“You’re not here to have fun Elle, you’re here to improve your skills. You want to be an agent yourself someday, don’t you?”
“Of course Daddy,” She replied, looking down. Being an agent was the only way she was ever going to be allowed to go outside. Besides, she wanted to make her father proud. He was all she had.
“Then I can’t have you being distracted like that.”
~*~*~*~*~*~
“You were supposed to bring him here Elle, not kill him. I know this is your first assignment, but how are we supposed to see how his power works now that he’s dead?” There it was again, Bob Bishop’s signature voice of disapproval.
“I’m sorry Daddy but he made me angry. He called me ugly and he wouldn’t come with me and I only meant to stun him but I went a little too far. I promise, I’ll do better next time.”
“You’ll be lucky if I give you a next time, Elle. Now go to your room and I’ll give you my decision later”
“Yes, Daddy”
~*~*~*~*~
“Daddy, I could have saved him, we pushed him to kill again, don’t you see that?” Her voice cracked. She had wanted so desperately to believe that Gabriel could be saved, because maybe that meant she could be too. “And that boy Trevor, he was just a sacrificial lamb, is that what the Company really does? I thought we were supposed to be helping people”
“He was going to kill again Elle,” Bob said firmly, echoing the words of Noah from before. “And if you had done your job right, you could have spared the life of Trevor”
“What are you talking about? Daddy, you’re making me sound like bait”
~*~*~*~*~*~
“You’re hurting me” She whimpered.
“I know”
~*~*~*~*~
Elle began to cry, her body crackling and rapped with pain as each memory reformed itself in her head. If she had know that getting them back would be so painful she never would have wanted to find them in the first place. What did she learn from them? That her father had used her and only seen her as a tool. She had betrayed the man she loved, and because of that he could never full trust her, so he killed her. And now he was giving her back all these painful memories that she didn’t want and as much as she knew she should be angry, furious, and all these other things, all she could do was cling to Sylar’s shirt, channeling the excess electricity into his body like she had once done with Claire. She couldn’t control it again. Whatever he had done to fix her, it was undone now and she wondered if she could ever be fixed again.
Sylar stood there awkwardly, surprised at the sobbing girl suddenly in his arms, crying out in pain as the electricity surged through him as if he was some sort of conducter. What had he done? He had thought for sure, once she knew what really happened, she would want nothing to do with him. But here she was, crying and clinging to him like he was her only lifeline. And then he realized it, what he should have realized long before. He was her only lifeline.
“I’m sorry,” He murmured softly, running his fingers through her short blonde hair, trying to soothe her the best he could. She was so small, he could easily break her, kill her again, and yet he found himself unable to even humor the idea of doing so. Not now. No matter who had done this to her, what their plans had been, he had a second chance, and he didn’t want to throw it away. Not if he didn’t have to. Maybe there was a way to have her and his mission too.
Elle looked up at him, blinking a little in confusion now. “It’s not your fault” She whimpered and sparked. It was so painful. She just wanted the pain to stop. She didn’t want to think or remember anymore. She almost wished he would kill her again, because anything had to be better than this.
“What do you want to do?” He asked, leaning down to press a soft kiss on her forehead. He could only sigh in relief when she didn’t flinch. He wanted to go to the next name on the list, continue his chase for powers and looking for clues to his parents, but after everything he had put her through, the least he owed her was a choice. Who was to say she even wanted to continue traveling with him? He wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t.
“We go to the Company. We have to talk to Angela. She’s the one who sent me after you, wiped my memories. She tried to use me against you, just like my father did and I’m tired of being a tool” Her voice was stronger now as she sparked again, but then they began to die down as if something was pulling her together. A purpose.
Well, he had planned on waiting for a few more powers before confronting Angela, but now worked too. If nothing else, he could get answers about his real parents, and why she brought back Elle. That woman had meddled in his life for the last time. But in the meantime he pressed a hand on the small of Elle’s back, leading her to the living room and the couch. Ryan Adams was still a bloody mess on the bed so that wasn’t really an ideal place to sleep at the moment. “I can sleep on the floo-“
Elle cut him off before he continued, taking his hand and tugging him towards her. “I don’t want to be alone tonight. Stay with me”
And so he did.