Claire Bennet had just done the unthinkable. She had shown the american reporters about her ability. No one had expected the news to come out like this, and neither did the press.
Claire was no longer visable as the press crowded around her like a swarm of bees. Someone had to do something. And it was perfectly clear that Noah bennet wouldn't be doing anything, and hiro Nakamura was just as shocked as everyone else. Emma stood unmoving at the side, her knuckles bleeding out sluggishly. Peter was her uncle, and it was technically his responsibility to help her, But he was just too stunned to even move.
"Jeez everyone here is just so lazy... dont worry everybody, the man she hates the most will step in to save her. No biggey." Sylar sighed, as he started to move forward towards the crowd. All the specials drew their focus on sylar's thin strong frame moving slowly. When sylar reached the group, he cracked his knuckles and rolled his neck before shoving every reporter out of the way with as much force as he could muster. "Sorry but I just got to steal my girl, Claire, from you all. We got to get moving. Any questions you all have will have to wait." Sylar said, his fake texas accent matching his fake grin. Sylar wasted no time in wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulling her closer. No words were exchanged as sylar dragged Claire away from the buzzing press.
Claire looked up at Sylar as they walked away. "Listen to me. I'm not here to hurt your or anybody else. I've changed. So follow my lead I will get us out of here." Sylar said, the cocky arrogance he wore like a coat now removed, and claire saw that he wasn't lying. She wasn't especially happy about trying to stay calm, but Nathan would want her safe. "Whatever. Don't think this means I trust you. Because that could take a lifetime after what you have done." Claire snarled. Sylar shrugged his shoulders lazily. "You seem to forget we can't die, we have millions of lifetimes to share Claire." Sylar laughed at Claires horiffied face. Peter saw her face and jogged over to comfort her.
The dirty ground dust kicked up behind peter as he ran. "CLAIRE!" Peter shouted, opening his arms wide. Claire jogged up to peter and wrapped her small arms around his thin frame. The faint jumble of cameras clicking was all that could be heard around the carnival. Peters hand immediately went to her head and wrapped her in a tight embrace. His eyes found themselfs locked onto Sylars as a silent thank you. Sylar nodded and moved to peters side.
Sylar was very glad that Peter trusted him, because if peter trusted him Claire would follow. And that meant he could become close to her, which is what he wanted more everyday. The tattoo told him very little apart from the fact that one day she would become his friend. He knew that this would be a small way to show her he meant no harm anymore.
Peter stroked her hair slowly, thinking of a plan to get her out of here safely. Then he remembered.
Hiro.
Peter turned his head behind him and saw Hiro watching their embrace. Peter motioned for him to come over with a slight nod of his head, swishing his thick long black hair into his eyes. Hiro walked over with some speed, Ando trailing behind cautiously. "Hiro, could you teleport us out of here and take us to my apartment?" Peter asked. Hiro nodded, making sure that everyone linked arms before he closed his eyes tightly, leaving the sound of shocked gasping and cameras clipping excitedly behind them.