(Part 1)
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Sylar! Sylar! Sylar!
Sylar: Girl you’re amazing, just the way you are.
Me: REALLY?! (huge grin) YOU’RE TOO SWEET!
Sylar: (Looks at me) I’m sorry what?
Me: You just said I’m amazing.
Sylar: OH! NO! I was singing. I was trying out a new power.
Me: (Grin disappears) Oh...um...(awkward moment for me) what was the new power? The power of attraction?
Sylar: That’s what I thought (smug smile). No, somehow I was walking down the street and I felt something in my body. I thought maybe it was something that I ate and so I thought about what I ate earlier that day and I went back in time. I thought about more things and I realized that I have the power to get any power that I want. ANY POWER THAT I WANT.
Me: So then what power did you decide to use just now?
Sylar: FREE MUSIC IN MY HEAD WHEN I WANT.
Me: Oh. Alright. I’ll see you later then. (starting to walk away, a little sad.)
Sylar: WAIT! I can create the power to give people powers! I could give you mine temporarily!
Me: (Stops, turns around, eyebrow goes up) Reeeaaaallllly?
Sylar: (nods) as long as you use it for good.
Me: Of course. So how is this going to work since you didn’t actually come into contact with anyone to get the power and I’m just a normal, never-had-a-power-before person?
Sylar: I actually have no idea.
Me: Well how would YOU get powers from other people WITHOUT KILLING THEM?!
Sylar: Um ... well through Elle, I just wanted to take the pain away from her and it just happened. And through Lydia, it was through um ... kissing her?
Me: So what you’re saying is the only way to give me a power is if you take some invisible pain away?
Sylar: Are you in pain?
Me: No. (Slowly) So then the only option left, because no one has ever done this before, is for you to kiss me?
Sylar: I would think so.
Me: Then I refuse. I don’t want a power.
Sylar: WHAT?! WHY?! How come you don’t want a power? Is it because I have to kiss you for you to get one?! I kind of thought you might like that!
Me: Well, because it’s ... (cell phone rings) Hello? WHAT?! Where? Are you serious? No, no, no, no, no, no (Sombrely) He’s with me. Bye. (Looks at Sylar with scared eyes) That was Matt Parkman. There’s been an accident.
Sylar: Did someone get hurt?
Me: Yeah. Peter.
(Part 2)
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Sylar: (in shock, after a couple minutes he takes my shoulder and shakes me) WHERE IS PETER?!
Me: (shakily, slowly) a building collapsed downtown and they are digging for survivors.
Sylar: Is Claire with him? She can give him her power!
Me: (Softly) she’s in Texas, Sylar. She would have no way of knowing. And even if she did know, they haven’t found his body yet for her to transfer her power.
Sylar: We need to go there. NOW! (Takes my arm and in two seconds, we’re in downtown, right in front of the collapsed building)
Matt: (turns around) SYLAR! (Grabs him by the arm, whispers) what are you doing here?
Sylar: I’m saving Peter.
Matt: Sylar, listen to me. We’re lucky enough that someone was able to erase the minds of all the humans when Claire jumped off that Ferris wheel, we can’t afford you showing your power to the police AND the whole world.
Sylar: I don’t care. He helped me, Matt, and I owe him. (Closes his eyes and disappears for 10 minutes, dirty) I know where Peter is.
Matt: Fine, then go get him.
Sylar: (Sombrely) I can’t. Every time I’ve went in, he dies. I’ve done this nearly 100 times. The spot is too tight for me to fit, and when I did shrink myself to fit, it crushed me. I’ve tried thinking of different powers to use but it ends up the same; even when I went back in time. It’s impossible. He’s gone. (Breaks down)
Me: Let me try.
Matt & Sylar: What?!
Me: Every time you tried to go in, he dies. You don’t know what will happen if I go in.
Matt: We can’t risk that and besides, you don’t have a power.
Me: (Looks at Sylar) Well? You have nothing to lose!
Sylar: (Yells) well what if something happens to you?! I’E NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE.
Matt: Why are you still considering this idea? YOU HAVE NO POWER!
Sylar: SHUT UP MATT. (Matt scoffs and walks away towards the paramedics.)
Me: (Looks at the crumbled building, hurriedly) come on Sylar. For Peter. DO IT FOR PETE ... (Sylar grabs the back of my neck, pulls me in towards him and gives a kiss. I feel something twitch in my brain, I push Sylar back.)
Sylar: Did it work?
Me: (I look up at him) Give me a moment. (I close my eyes and think of Peter) Peter, where are you? (I find Peter, with his legs crushed, but still conscious, I open my eyes) Here goes.
Sylar: Good luck.
(I close my eyes, think about where I want to go, and then I’m there, crouching in the flames beside a disfigured Peter)
(Part 3)
PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER! PETER!
Peter: Huh? (Looks up, weakly) help me.
Me: I’m going to give you a power, think of whatever you need and it’ll basically become reality. Alright?
Peter: Yeah. (He thrusts his hand out towards me)
Me: (I grasp his hand, I feel the power surge towards him) Come on. Think of getting out of here.
Peter: (Thinks for a moment and the slab of concrete that was crushing him disappears and the fire goes out)
Me: Okay, let’s go.
Peter: NO! There are more people trapped in the building. We have to save them. (Closes his eyes and disappears)
Me: PETER! WHERE’D YOU GO! (the wall beside me crumbles, I teleport to where Peter is)
Peter: (Opens his eyes and raises his arms) AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Me: Peter, what was that?!
Peter: (Panting, slowly) mass teleportation. I...just...teleported everyone who was stuck inside the building to the outside. (Collapses)
Me: Peter?! PETER! (Still breathing) Okay. Stay with me. Here we go (holds Peter’s hand and teleports to the outside as the building completely disintegrates, I see Sylar) SYLAR! SYLAR!
Sylar: PETER! (Crouches next to him)
Me: (I start heavily panting) he’s not dead. He just fainted. He teleported everyone out.
Sylar: Oh, thank God. Peter? Hello?
Peter: Sylar? What are you doing here? Are the other people safe?
Sylar: Yes, they’re fine. You might have confused a lot of people teleporting them here, but otherwise they’re fine.
Me: (I stand up and look at Sylar, I feel something trickling down my face) Sylar? (He looks at me with horror) Am I crying? (I touch my face and look at my hand, the blood confusing me as I lose consciousness)
(Part 4)
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Me: I’m dead? Aren’t I?
Sylar: No. Now can you come out of your coma so I can yell at you?
Me: (Eyes open, I look around the room; obviously in a hospital. I see a man sitting beside my bed reading a magazine, I slowly sit up and hang my legs out of the bed) hi. Who are you?
Man: (removes magazine, smiles) my name is Samuel. Samuel Sullivan.
Me: Samuel Sullivan? Shouldn’t you be in jail? I mean you’ve killed a lot of people. And if you try to touch me, I’ll scream.
Samuel: (Backs up a bit, smiles) There is no need for that. (sits down again, puts his arm on his knees) Here’s the deal. I need your power.
Me: RIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHT. Even if I had it, there is no chance in the world I’m giving it to you. You want to see how weak it is? (I walk towards a tissue box on the counter, concentrate and the box falls) See?
Samuel: (Gets up suddenly from his chair, grabs my wrists and pushes me to the wall) I NEED THAT POWER. I DON’T GIVE A DAMN IF IT’S WEAK. GIVE IT TO ME.
Me: GET OFF OF ME YOU LUNATIC.
(Peter arrives with a bagel and coffee)
Me: PETER!
Peter: (Drops his coffee, his bagel turns into a rock and he throws it at Samuel.) Samuel, you made a mistake coming in here.
Samuel: (Grabs my neck) if you want to stay and fight, I guarantee you she will die. All I want is one thing. You leave now, and she leaves normal.
Peter: Don’t you dare touch her. (Telepathically slams Samuel at a wall and he gets up, Samuel starts making the ground move, things falling off the shelves, the floor splits in two and Peter falls through)
Me: PETER! (Looks down the crack, seeing him face down) STOP! SAMUEL. I’ll give you the power. Give me your hand.
Samuel: (Smiles, reaches out for me)
Peter: (telepathically) don’t do it.
Me: (I touch his hand and the power transfers, my legs give way and I fall and sit on the ground as Samuel laughs) why are you laughing?
Samuel: Because now I have everything I wanted.
Me: No you don’t. (I stand up) Mr. Sullivan, I just took your power away from you. (As I make the ground move a bit, I turn around, and head for the door)
Samuel: YOU...YOU... (begins to charge at me. I hear something swish and I look down at the metal poking out of my chest and blood dripping down the hospital robe)
Me: ...uh... (I look at the crack in the floor, Peter now looking straight at me) Peter. (I collapse as he jumps up and flies into Samuel and crashing through the window to the outside)
(Part 5)
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Sylar: PETER!
Me: (My eyes open and I take a huge gasp and cough a couple of times, I look around the room; someone’s bedroom. I feel my chest, no wound. Peter comes in.)
Me: Hi Peter. (He sits down, I’m unsure of what to say) You know what? We never officially met. I’m Nicole.
Peter: Hi. I’m Peter, but you know that.
Me: So...um... how are you feeling? (starts to get up)
Peter: (laughs) you’re asking me that? And don’t get up too fast; you were the one in the coma for 6 days.
Me: 6 days? Dude, you’re joking.
Peter: I’m completely serious. And that was before you also got stabbed in the chest by Samuel, so you might want to take it easy.
Me: Samuel. What a creep. And a psycho. Was he that desperate for a power?
Peter: Not just any power. You had the power to create powers. Something no one but you and Sylar has.
Me: SYLAR! WHERE IS HE?! He must be freaking worried.
Peter: Oh, he doesn’t know that you got stabbed in the chest. He still thinks you’re in a coma. (He touches my hand and we teleport to his house)
Me: (Sighs, looks at Peter and he waves goodbye. I walk up to the door and knock. Sylar opens the door, in his pyjamas and hair all messed up) well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes! (smiles)
Sylar: (Looks at the floor) I’m sleeping, go away. (Shuts door)
Me: (my eyebrows raise, the door opens quickly)
Sylar: NICOLE! (Gives a bear hug) ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! WHEN DID YOU COME OUT OF YOUR COMA!?
Me: (Stands back a bit) Um... (avoiding telling Sylar about the Samuel incident) never mind that . And yes, I’m fine.
Sylar: (Puts his finger to my lips) Shhh. I have a question for you. (I nod) When I wanted to give you my power the first time, why didn’t you want that kiss?
Me: Oh. Well because it was (phone rings, looks at Sylar, he pouts) Hello? Hiro? Yes, you already saved Claire. Alright, goodbye. (puts phone away) it was because it was selfish of me to ask that.
Sylar: Selfish?
Me: I didn’t want to take two things that were special from you. So I said no. Your power makes you who you are, and a kiss is just something you need to share with someone you are in love with.
Sylar: Wow (speechless) You know what? You are amazing. With or without a power.
Me: Awe, thanks Sylar. (we hug) And taking Samuel’s power made me quite awesome too.
Sylar: (Lets go) What?!
Me: nothing. (Hugs him again)
Sylar: -_-
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Sylar Short Stories: August 27 and October 1, 2010
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Sylar: WHAT?!
Me: (Looking for him in a crowd of people at the mall) WHERE ARE YOU?!
Sylar: You’re looking right at me.
Me: (squint eyes to get a better look) I don’t see you...wait WHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!
Sylar: What?!
Me: WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR!? (People start to look at me weirdly)
Sylar: I just got a hair cut!
Me: (Mouth gaped open, resisting the urge to swipe my hand over his head) why such a drastic change?
Sylar: (pulls a chair for me) sit down.
Me: (Sits down, worried)
Sylar: I was hanging out with Peter and we were ... (softly says something I couldn’t hear)
Me: (Eyebrow raised) doing what?
Sylar: We were... playing with Star Trek figurines.
Me: (Attempts to hold in laughter) go on...
Sylar: And Peter jokingly suggested I should cut my hair like Spock’s. While I went to take a nap, he used my power and started to cut my hair! Then I woke up to a BOWL CUT!
Me: (still trying to hold in the laughter, nodding fast)
Sylar: And so here I am; fresh out of the barber shop. (Looks into a window to check his reflection) I think it looks good, very military. Maybe too short, I don’t know. What do you think?
Me: (hesitating) um...uh...err... Oh wow, now I know what it’s like when girls ask their boyfriend of husband if the thing they’re wearing makes them look bad.
Sylar: -_-
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Sylar: (Behind a bush) SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Me: Jeez! What?!
Sylar: I’m watching Spock and this girl. She actually reminds me of you. It’s so interesting. It’s like déjà vu! (laughs)
Me: Okay...I’ll watch with you. (Crouches with Sylar behind a bush)
Girl: Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock!
Spock: (emotionless, as usual) What?
Girl: Hi.
Spock: Hello.
Girl: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Spock: Excuse me? For what reason did you squeal? My ears are terribly sensitive.
Girl: YOU’RE SPOCK. THE ONE AND ONLY SPOCK! (Hugs him and doesn’t let go)
Spock: Excuse ... er... um.... (awkward moment for him)
Uhura: SPOCK! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Why are you hugging her?
Spock: (Lifts hands up) she’s hugging me and she won’t let go.
Uhura: (taps the girls shoulder) excuse me, can you stop hugging my boyfriend?
Girl: NO! He’s mine! (growls at Uhura)
Uhura: Are you serious? Did you just growl at me?! Spock, I’m warning you; get her off or I’ll do it myself.
Spock: Um... (Looks around, sighs, pinches her neck, she falls to the ground) There. Happy?
Uhura: Yes (smiles and kisses him)
Me: Awe, that was cute. Wasn’t that cute Sylar? (looks beside, he’s not there) Sylar? (looks behind) Sylar?! SYLAR! SYLAR! SYLAR! SYLAR!
Sylar: WHAT?!
Me: Where did you go?
Sylar: I went to buy a drink, I got bored. Why? Did you miss me? (Smug smile)
Me: No, not really. (smiles)
Sylar: YES YOU DID! (hugs me tightly)
Me: (muffled) SYLAR! GET OFF. LOOK OVA DARE. (Sees Spock and Uhura behind a bush laughing at us)
Sylar: WHAT?!
Me: (Looking for him in a crowd of people at the mall) WHERE ARE YOU?!
Sylar: You’re looking right at me.
Me: (squint eyes to get a better look) I don’t see you...wait WHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!
Sylar: What?!
Me: WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR!? (People start to look at me weirdly)
Sylar: I just got a hair cut!
Me: (Mouth gaped open, resisting the urge to swipe my hand over his head) why such a drastic change?
Sylar: (pulls a chair for me) sit down.
Me: (Sits down, worried)
Sylar: I was hanging out with Peter and we were ... (softly says something I couldn’t hear)
Me: (Eyebrow raised) doing what?
Sylar: We were... playing with Star Trek figurines.
Me: (Attempts to hold in laughter) go on...
Sylar: And Peter jokingly suggested I should cut my hair like Spock’s. While I went to take a nap, he used my power and started to cut my hair! Then I woke up to a BOWL CUT!
Me: (still trying to hold in the laughter, nodding fast)
Sylar: And so here I am; fresh out of the barber shop. (Looks into a window to check his reflection) I think it looks good, very military. Maybe too short, I don’t know. What do you think?
Me: (hesitating) um...uh...err... Oh wow, now I know what it’s like when girls ask their boyfriend of husband if the thing they’re wearing makes them look bad.
Sylar: -_-
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Sylar: (Behind a bush) SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Me: Jeez! What?!
Sylar: I’m watching Spock and this girl. She actually reminds me of you. It’s so interesting. It’s like déjà vu! (laughs)
Me: Okay...I’ll watch with you. (Crouches with Sylar behind a bush)
Girl: Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock! Spock!
Spock: (emotionless, as usual) What?
Girl: Hi.
Spock: Hello.
Girl: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Spock: Excuse me? For what reason did you squeal? My ears are terribly sensitive.
Girl: YOU’RE SPOCK. THE ONE AND ONLY SPOCK! (Hugs him and doesn’t let go)
Spock: Excuse ... er... um.... (awkward moment for him)
Uhura: SPOCK! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Why are you hugging her?
Spock: (Lifts hands up) she’s hugging me and she won’t let go.
Uhura: (taps the girls shoulder) excuse me, can you stop hugging my boyfriend?
Girl: NO! He’s mine! (growls at Uhura)
Uhura: Are you serious? Did you just growl at me?! Spock, I’m warning you; get her off or I’ll do it myself.
Spock: Um... (Looks around, sighs, pinches her neck, she falls to the ground) There. Happy?
Uhura: Yes (smiles and kisses him)
Me: Awe, that was cute. Wasn’t that cute Sylar? (looks beside, he’s not there) Sylar? (looks behind) Sylar?! SYLAR! SYLAR! SYLAR! SYLAR!
Sylar: WHAT?!
Me: Where did you go?
Sylar: I went to buy a drink, I got bored. Why? Did you miss me? (Smug smile)
Me: No, not really. (smiles)
Sylar: YES YOU DID! (hugs me tightly)
Me: (muffled) SYLAR! GET OFF. LOOK OVA DARE. (Sees Spock and Uhura behind a bush laughing at us)
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