Something that crossed my mind after I finished season 1 of Heroes. And somehow Lu wanted to be in it
Evil vs. Death
"So you think you are evil."
Lean fingers straightened the white suit he wore, looking at the man laying to his feet.
"You think you will end the world as it used to be."
Angry brown eyes tried to tear the man in white apart, the redness of the blood running over his face almost drowning in their darkness. Muscles worked strongly against the bonds holding him down. Lips stretched widely around the gag between them, shushing the angry words ready to form if they could. His hands glowed like molten lava, the fire apparently burning in or between them trying to take over the rest of his body. Unsuccessfully.
He caressed the petals of the red rose like they were a lover; one that is and always would be precious to him. But then his grip tightened and he ripped the flower out by its roots. Coldly he stared down before he lifted his foot and choked the bound man by stepping on his throat.
"Believe me, you are nothing compared to me. I was there before God decided to make you. I was there before evolution leapt forward and created things like you. And I will be there long after your existence ceased."
Gracefully he leaned forward, putting more weight into his actions. The rose he held fell down, but before it touched the chest it aimed for, all live was gone and what was left was rotten and gone.
A smile spread over the handsome face, but it was dark and pure evil. It was everything Sylar wished he could be. He heard something snap in his neck before cold and darkness leapt forward to embrace him in unloving arms.
Like a whisper the words reached his ears, distant, like past and future blended together.
"I am no hero like you. I am death."
And the end was near.
