A/N: This was supposed to be how I started my other Heroes fic, 'Le Gardien'. This piece was written in my OC, Valkyrie Linderman's POV. If you don't understand this, maybe by reading 'Le Gardien', it'll make more sense. Hehe. Anyway, I just suddenlt feel the need of posting this. This is set at the end of Vol. 2 and the beginning of Vol. 3 when Sylar just gained his power back. Enjoy!
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I've watched him killing people. Not just any other people, but special people. Those who were born way different than anyone else. Those who were born with greater destiny than most people have in their hands. Those who were born with blessing and curse at the same time. Those who were like me.
I sat next to him in a dark alley that night. He just gained his powers back. I tried to hide my excitement of him getting his powers back, but I think he could see the little smile in the corner of my lips as he looked at me with his deep stare.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked.
He stayed quiet for a while, before taking a deep breath and said, "I thought I would never see you again."
I was a little surprised to hear that from him. Honestly, I didn't really know what to respond at that point. I just took my eyes off him and stared to a garbage can in front of me.
"Why are you helping me?" he asked.
I stared at him again and smiled. "Why are you still asking the same question?" I asked him back.
He didn't respond. He just stared back at me as if his stare was the answer to my question. We do that a lot. Staring at each other. Maybe that's just how we say things to each other without actually saying it.
We both then took our eyes off from each other and looked blankly to the front. I didn't know what to say again. And maybe neither did him.
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