I don't own Heroes or any of the characters. The only character's that are mine are Rena and some other random ones.

Enjoy!

Prologue:

"I know who you are and I know what you do."

He looked up, surprised and curious. The girl sitting in front him, the one he had known less then week, basically said she knew every little detail about him. Instead of questioning her, he motioned for her to continue.

"I was born with the ability to block powers, but I later figured out I could sense and see powers. Once I felt it, I could look at the person and see the power radiating off them. When the person died, I could see it leaving their body, just hanging in the air. Then, I discovered I could take them. Painfully or painlessly, it always ended in death." She looked at him, waiting for him to say or do something.

He was astonished, his grip on the gun behind his back loosening. He had never used his powers around or on her because he couldn't. Wanting to know more, he gave her a look, urging her to go on.

She nodded, and continued. "After my parents were killed, I left my hometown. As I traveled, I found hundreds, thousands of people with powers! The more I was around them; the more I lusted after their power. If I killed them quickly, I could just snatch the power out of the air. Or, I could just rip it out of the genetic coding while they were alive. The pain would be so unbearable, they would die."

He smirked, knowing just how she felt. The more you were around powers, the more you seemed to need them. But, he realized she never told anyone about what he did. She didn't care that he killed, she killed too. Then, he realized something. Even though he couldn't use his powers around her, he wouldn't have. He cared for her; he wanted to be with her, no matter what.

When he opened his mouth to speak, he saw his skin giving off a light blue glow. He looked at her questioningly, expecting an answer.

"I unblocked your powers," she said, eyes starting to water. "You can kill me now, I honestly don't care.'

"No," he whispered. "I can't."

Her head went up in a flash, "Why not?" She whispered, fearing her voice would crack if she spoke any louder.

"Because," he said, dropping his gun. "I would rather do this instead."

Sylar then gripped her face in his hands, and kissed her. It was then, that Rena let her tears fall.