Their Game
Some days he thinks that should fight it, and sometimes he even wants to fight it, but they both know he's stronger. Some days he thinks about his life before he came in it, but then he tells him he's better off now.
But Gabriel knows Sylar is lying. He's just too weak to admit it.
Power. Control. That is what Sylar wants. Gabriel was just the one he used to get it. Sylar is a smart man, he knew Gabriel's weaknesses, he knew how to control Gabriel before he noticed. He knew how to break Gabriel until he only became a little voice in his head, until Sylar was in complete and total control
Sylar was persistent, persuasive, and very patient. He used to be a voice Gabriel had when he was in trouble. He used to help Gabriel when he got bullied. He helped Gabriel when he had to speak to adults. Those adults would say "Aren't you too old for an imaginary friend?" and he would have to act as if he didn't have one anymore.
Gabriel used to play games with Sylar. They used to have their own kind of game, Gabriel would go to the people Sylar told him to go, and then he blacked out. He always woke up with blood and Sylar asked if he could remember what happened. He didn't and Sylar said he had to remember to win. Whenever Sylar won Gabriel felt himself become smaller. And he became so much smaller he could hear Sylar talking to people instead of him, he heard Sylar's thought instead of his owns.
Who knew his imaginary friend would turn on him so badly he wasn't imaginative anymore?
They kept playing the game, only now Gabriel saw what Sylar was doing. He saw how Sylar killed as the people begged and pleaded. Some didn't even have time to beg and plead.
Gabriel always wanted to win, and even when he now remembers, he knows he lost and Sylar wins.
He always did win.