Author's Notes: Hello everyone! I just want you all to know, that this is my first time writing a story, so do expect there to be a few mistakes here and there. Please give me your honest opinion, so I know what parts to fix, what to remove, or what to add. Enjoy reading and I will see you at the end of this chapter.

Description: Sylar has returned once again, this time he has grown more stronger and smarter since his last battle with Peter and his friends, can these humans with superpowers stop this madman from taking their powers and killing them and stop him once and for all? Or will they fail and watch as Sylar destroys their world and everything they knew. Little do they know, they would need help from an unknown ally.

Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes or AT (Adventure Time), nor do I own any of the characters. The only thing I own is this story.

Warning: This story might contain spoilers from both the shows, it may also contain blood, violence, slight sexual themes, and gore. Rating may change the more this story progresses, so read at your own risk.

I am just putting these here, so you know what these will mean.

Bold: Author's notes. More to come soon.

Italic: Thoughts, Dreams, flashbacks

Regular: Narration, dialogue.

The night was dark and cold, with a few clouds in the sky and some blocking the full moon. With Sylar finally gone, everyone could go back to their normal lives. Everyone could be happy. No longer would they need to face Sylar ever again. Meanwhile, everyone walked to their own houses, exhausted from their battle with Sylar, as Peter walked his mother home, to ensure that she arrived safely before going to his own house.

"Peter, its finally over, isn't it?" She asked, breaking the long silence.

"Yes mother, he is finally gone, you don't need to worry about him anymore.." Peter replied, his voice filled with confidence.

"But his body was never found, how can you be so sure?" Angela said, grasping onto her sons shoulder, and stopping them at the front door of the building she lived in.

"Don't worry about it, we defeated him once, and we can do it again. Besides, even if he does come back, I won't let that monster anywhere near you." Peter said, as he gave his mother a warm smile, to at least comfort her.

"I hope you are right Peter, I just can't lose you, like I lost Nathan.." She said, as she slowly began to tear up, Nathan was her other son, and Peters brother. In his final hours, he had attempted to take down Sylar by himself, but it ended up costing his life.

Peter wrapped his arm over his mother to try and comfort her, even though he was as heartbroken as she was, he tried his best not to show it.

"I miss him too, but he would want us to move on, he would want us to be happy mom." He said, as he took his thumb, to wipe away a tear that rolled down his mothers cheeks. As soon as they both stopped talking, Peter walked towards the front door of the building, and tried to open it for her, but realized, that he needed a key to open the door. Turning around, he looked at his mother, who was giving him a rather smug look, as she had her arms crossed, while tapping her foot. It didn't take Peter long enough to notice that her keys were dangling from her ring finger, and he stepped out of the way, allowing her to walk up the steps, and open the door. Once she did, they both walked inside, and walked up the stairs, given the elevator was out of service. After climbing up a few flights of stairs, they finally arrived at the room number Angela was renting. Getting out her keys again, she opened her door, and walked inside. Letting Peter walk in, they both sat down on the brownish couch, and looked around. They didn't talk to each other, nor could they think of anything to say to each other. Finally Peter broke the silence, and stood up.

"Look, just try to get some sleep, I'll come over tomorrow to see how you're doing." He said, as he brushed the dust off of his jacket.

"Alright, I'll try to get some sleep, don't be late." She said, giving Peter a happy, but slightly, worried look.

Peter returned the smile at her, before turning around and heading to the front door. Opening the door, he took another look at his mother, who was waving goodbye, returning the wave, Peter walked out the front door, closing it behind him. Hearing the door lock behind him, he down the stairs of the building, after walking down all those steps, he opened the front door to the building, and walked outside, after closing the door behind him. Making sure no one else was around him, he flew up in the sky. Once he felt he was at a acceptable height off the ground, the turned to the direction of his building, and flew back to the rooftop of his building.

Right after Peter had left, Angela got up from the couch, and locked the door behind him. Before she walked into her bedroom, she turned off the living room light, that soon, needed to be replaced, mainly because it kept of flickering. Once she did, she walked towards her bedroom, but noticed that her bedroom door was open, her heart started racing, she didn't remember opening it, she slowly entered her room, and quickly turned on the lights. After she looked around, she noticed that no one was in her room, making sure she checked every part of her room, she felt a bit safer knowing that no one had entered.

'I guess I left it open and forgot about it.' She thought. Rubbing her head, she laid down in her bed, as she stared at the ceiling fan, which was currently off, before slowly closing her eyes and letting sleep overtake her.

Angela woke up, but not in her bedroom, she looked around at her surroundings, it seemed like she was somewhere in a desert, she was too busy looking around to notice Peter run up to her and grab her.

"Mother! Get out of here! You're not safe!" He yelled, as his voice echoed in Angela's ears, Angela was confused at first, she didn't know what was so dangerous about being in the desert, despite having no water, and a number of other things, but at the corner of her eye, she noticed a dark clothed man, walking towards Peter, she cut off her attention from Peter, to look at the man, and quickly discovered him to be Sylar, who had a grin on his face, and was only a few feet away from the both of them. Before she could even blink, a sword had pierced through Peters chest, Sylar, carrying a sword in his hands, had what looked like a samurai sword, and as he slowly pulled the sword out, Peters blood sprayed all over Angela as she looked at Peters chest in horror. Before she knew it, Sylar had grabbed Peters lifeless body, and tossed it aside like some rag doll, before walking over to Angela, an even bigger grin appeared on his face, as he looked down at Angela. Trying to take action, she tried to throw sand in his face, to buy her sometime to get away. Once she did, she got up and turned to run away, but after taking a few steps, she had noticed that she couldn't move, even though nothing was touching her, or holding her back, she couldn't move her legs, or arms. Slowly, but surly, she found herself slowly turning around to face Sylar against her own will.

'No..I need to get out of here!' She thought, trying desperately to break free of Sylars control, and run away, but soon found it useless to struggle, as she eventually noticed that she was facing Sylar, who was giving her a calm, yet creepy look.

"Hello Angela. Miss me?" Sylar grinned, as he gently brushed her hair with his hand.

"G-get away from me Sylar, I-I don't fear y-you." Even though she said it, it was quite obvious that she was afraid of Sylar, and was scared, for not knowing what Sylar would do to her.

"Oh, is that so? Are you saying that because this is a dream, and it technically isn't real? Or are you saying that because you believe, that once I do come back, they will stop me a second time?" He grinned, as he looked down at Angela, with a demonic look to his face. Angela chose not to speak, as she tried to turn her head, but still under Sylar's control, she couldn't move her head to turn away from him.

"I take it that you don't want to talk hm? Oh well, I don't really need you to, given I already have a plan in motion, and all I need to do, is find everyone, who tried to put a stop to me, and you will watch, as I take their powers, one by one, slowly, and painfully. Then, once they are all dead, I'll kill you, and after that? Who knows, I have had a few ideas that I wanted to do after I get rid of you and everyone else. It will be a world, ruled by me." He grinned, noticing slight fear in Angela's eyes.

This was the moment Angela snapped, somehow managing to move her head, she looked at Sylar, dead in the eyes, and spat.

"You think you can win? We stopped you once and we can do it again, in fact, we plan to put an end to you once and for all! The past can be changed, and once you are gone, then we will go back to being happy, without having to worry about you ever again!" Angela said confidently, without having any idea of what she had just said.

Sylar looked rather disappointed, Angela knew from his look that he was defeated mentally.

'There could be no way around this.' she thought, but as she continued to wait for a response she noticed a smile creep up on Sylars face, which was not the kind of reaction Angela was expecting. Taking a step forward he slowly leaned in, his face nearly touched hers and he spoke in an oddly deep voice, as he growled.

"Oh Angela, you really like to talk too much, don't you?" He said, as he chuckled darkly. As for Angela, it didn't take long for her to figure out what he meant, as her eyes widened in shock. She had basically told him, that they would go back in time to kill him in the past, while he was still weak, and vulnerable.

"Hm, now tell me, who was it that had the power of time and space? Oh that's right, it's Hiro isn't it? Huh, I guess I never thought you would use him as a pawn to kill me. Oh well, guess I will make his death short, just like short, worthless, life." He grinned as he stared at Angela, fear pulsing throughout her body. Angela's eyes widened even more, due to shock, as her heart started to race, all this time planning how to defeat Sylar, and rid him of the earth, for good and she basically told him everything they planned to do, too shocked, and distracted in her own thoughts to say anything, she didn't notice Sylar raise his hand and point it at her head. Finally snapping out of her thoughts, she looked at Sylar, who had his hand raised, and his index finger pointing at the middle of her forehead, as he chuckled.

"But first, a little bit of fun wouldn't hurt." He smirked, slightly chuckling at his own, sick, joke.

"Oops, maybe this kind of fun will hurt." He chuckled darkly. Without even touching her, he slowly dragged his finger across half of her forehead. Soon, a large cut began to form on her head, the more Sylars index finger moved across her forehead, the bigger the wound got. In a matter of seconds, huge amounts of blood began to pour out of her head, as she tried to get out of his grip, but it was no use. Slowly, she was about to pass out, mainly from the pain and from blood loss, and soon enough, white began to fill her eyes, threatening to consume her. Angela thought this to be the end, and closed her eyes, the only part of her that she could at least control, and waited, for sweet, sweet...

Angela woke up, still thinking that she was dreaming, she jumped out of her bed, and raced to the other side of her room. Looking around she noticed she was still in her same old room, she rubbed her head and noticed there was no blood on her hand, nor could she feel any cuts.

'It was all just a dream..' She thought, but it slowly dawned on her, that her dream was telling her something bad will happen in the future. Suddenly, it all came flying back to her, as she remembered that Sylar had somehow invaded her dream, and knew of the plan everyone had in motion, in case Sylar did come back. Angela had a power like no other, every time when she would sleep, she would dream of the future. Sometimes these dreams would come true, and it frightened Angela at first, but she slowly got used to it, and used her power to help anyone who would be in danger, sometime, she didn't use this power to help people, as it would cause 'the butterfly affect', and slowly began to use her power, to try to make the future, a better place. Noticing that she was still in her room, she quickly ran towards her desk, which was beside her bed, and held a lot of important files, and other things, she picked up her phone and dialed a phone number, waiting for the other side to pick up. The phone was ringing on the other side, as Angela tapped her foot, slowly starting to get impatient, finally the phone was picked up.

"Hello? Peter? Peter?!" She yelled in the phone.

"Uh, m-mom? W-What's wrong?" He yawned, as he just got out of bed.

"Peter, I won't waste too much time, s I will just get this over with. It's Sylar, I don't know how, but he somehow managed to get in my dream. We need to talk, call everyone you can, and meet me at my storage unit, it should be somewhere near my house. I am sure you know exactly where it is. My unit number is '192', don't be late." Before Peter could even have a chance to speak, Angela hung up the phone. She quickly got ready, and walked out of her room, she decided to skip her breakfast, and grab something on the way. She quickly put on her shoes, and took her keys. Opening her front door, she closed it behind her, making sure to lock it. Afterwards, she walked towards the stairwell, given the elevator was still out of service, and walked out the front door of the building once she was on the ground floor, and walked towards her storage unit. Reaching her storage unit, she walked past the gate, after showing her identification, she walked to her storage number, and unlocked the door, leaving it slightly open, she sat down on a chair, and looked at the door. The storage unit she was in, was used for numbers of things. For torture, meetings, and many other things. Sitting on the chair, she waited for Peter, and everyone else to show up. Minutes felt like hours and Angela was slowly starting to panic, but to her surprise, she heard the sound of footsteps outside the door. Peter opened the door, and looked at Angela, stepping aside, he let Noah, and Matt, inside the storage room. These two were the only two men Peter was able to contact, and even though it didn't seem like it was a lot, for Angela, this would do.

"Where is Hiro?" She asked, noticing that he wasn't with them. She was expecting him to be with the three men.

"He said that he was going to move back to Japan after the fight. Don't worry though, if you want, I'll make sure he hears this."

"Angela, whats going on? I don't remember the last time you called all of us here in one place, whats the occasion? Another mystery we need to know?" He said, the last part sarcastically, given Angela has kept a lot of secrets from everyone.

"It's Sylar, I don't know how, but I feel that he is back. I'll tell you more, please, have a seat." She said, as everyone took a seat, facing Angela. Matt, closing the door behind him, and locking it, so no one would come in, walked towards an open seat, and sat down, facing Angela. Angela took a deep breath, to recollect her thoughts, before speaking.

"I've done something bad..."

End of Chapter 1

Well that is it, that is chapter one, honestly I didn't expect it to be this long, but oh well. I know this is a bit short, but I will tell you, that after I write a few chapters, the future ones will get longer and I might put more detail in them. Anyways please give me feedback and tell me how I did, I really hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed typing it. Please leave a review, tell me what you think, and thank you for taking the time to read this and have a good day.

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