Title: X Is For...
Summary: Sylar is on the hunt for more abilities. Oh lookie here, this one sounds cool.
Pairings: none
Warnings: Girl gets Sylar'd
X Is For...
The woman stared defiantly at Sylar, even as his telekinesis held her against the wall of her apartment with no chance of escape or rescue.
"Go ahead! Take my power. Its useless anyway, I don't see why anyone would want it!"
"Oh, I highly doubt that any power could be pointless. That is, after all, the point of having power isn't it? To be powerful. So here's whats going to happen: I am going to cut off the top of your head, you are going to scream and then you are going to die, and I will take your power and it will just be one of many that I have coveted. Now then, would you like to start screaming?"
One Hour Later
Sylar huffed and plopped himself petulantly in the armchair of the woman he just killed. The bitch wasn't kidding: her power was useless. When he'd first heard of Xylophonesis he'd thought it sounded awesome, and the Hunger had come out. But seriously?! The ability to control xylophones was utterly pathetic. Officially. Worst. Power. EVER.