Friends and Enemies: A Smallville/Heroes crossover fic
Chapter 1- Hunger
Sylar glanced in his rearview mirror as he drove down the Interstate. It was 10 at night, and he was driving the car he and Maya had taken to New York to see Mohinder Suresh. He had ditched Maya, recovered his powers, and escaped from Suresh and Maya (and some angry, electricity-shooting blonde who'd attacked him when he was preparing to kill Mohinder).
He had been driving for hundreds of miles now. Most people in his situation would be eager to go anywhere to escape from his pursuers, the Company. But Sylar had a destination in mind.
He had spent the last several weeks driving up north with Maya and her irritating brother, Alejandro. It had not been fun. Maya was the most annoying person Sylar had ever met, and he had found it mind-numbing to even be in her presence. Although he had to admit, he'd enjoyed fooling her with his false kindness and toying with her emotions, the way a cat toyed with a mouse. Her brother, Alejandro, had been more of a problem. He'd been suspicious of Sylar from the moment they'd met, and in the end, Sylar was left with no option but to kill him, to prevent him from ratting him out to Maya.
Needless to say, weeks of traveling with the Wonderless Twins had made Sylar spend his nights reading stuff online rather than attempting to engage the witless Maya in conversation. During his readings, he'd preferred to read about the paranormal, hoping to hear about more "special people." He had noticed that a disproportionate amount of reports on the paranormal had come out of a small farming community in Kansas.
Smallville.
All kinds of sightings of mysterious events that could only be explained by people with special abilities had been written about this town. In fact, there were several actual reports of people suspected of having abilities. Most of these articles had come over a four-year period, Sylar had noticed, from the local high school's newspaper, the Torch.
Almost all of them had been written by the (now former) editor, Chloe Sullivan.
That's who Sylar wanted to meet first. Chloe Sullivan. After noticing how many articles she'd written about "special people" such as those named Tina Greer and Greg Arkin, he realized that this Sullivan girl, for one reason or another, was good at finding them. He did some research on Chloe herself and found that she now worked for the Daily Planet, but still lived in Smallville.
If Smallville was full of "special people," this Sullivan girl could lead him to them.
Sylar took a turn off the Interstate and onto a side road. After driving a little while longer, he was greeted with a large sign welcoming him to Smallville, Kansas, "the meteor capital of the world."
Sylar licked his chops. Soon enough, he'd be able to satisfy his hunger.
"Okay, Smallville, calm down. I doubt Chloe's dragged Hannibal Lector into town," said Lois as she drove her car down Main Street towards the Talon. Clark and Jimmy were riding with her. Neither looked very happy.
"Lois, we don't know anything about this guy," whined Clark. For once, he and Jimmy were in total agreement about something relating to Chloe. She'd gone to New York for a few weeks to cover a story (The Virgil Swann Foundation and Queen Industries had been sponsoring a major summit meeting of business and charity leaders in New York, with a number of VIP's on the guest list). While there, she'd met some guy she'd apparently connected with. The two were now dating, and Chloe had just brought this mystery guy to Smallville. Even Lois herself hadn't met him yet.
"Oh come on, she's a big girl, she can take care of herself," asserted Lois confidently.
"This guy could be some kind of creep," muttered Jimmy.
Lois rolled her eyes. Clark and Jimmy had both had some history with Chloe, and she could tell they were both a little jealous of Chloe's new man of mystery.
They pulled up in front of the Talon and went up to the apartment, where Chloe had invited them to hang out. They entered the apartment.
"Hey," said Chloe as she came over and hugged Lois, Clark, and Jimmy individually. "It's good to be back home," she said. "Anything big happen while I was gone?" she half-whispered to Clark.
"Not really," replied Clark, before looking up at the lanky guy standing uncomfortably inside the room. "And I guess you must be the guy…"
"Oh yeah," said Chloe. "Guys, I'd like you to meet Peter Petrelli."
