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Chapter One "The Sins of the Father"

Noah Gray was running through the street with a gray suit and guns hidden in his vest. The 25 year old was a rookie for the FBI and this was his first big case. He was running after a wanted criminal. They entered an abandoned shack.

"Stop FBI!" He yelled out with a gun in one hand. The man kept running. Noah sighed in exasperation. He took his right hand off the gun and pointed it at the man. He stopped in his track. Noah advanced on him.

"I said stop." The man's eyes widened when he saw him.

"Oh God. I'm so sorry. I swear I'll listen, Sylar." Noah gave him a puzzled look.

"My name is Noah Gray, not Sylar. I wasn't even born when Sylar died." He said. The man narrowed his eyes at him.

"It can't be. You look just like him." Noah took out the hand cuffs and hand cuffed the man.

"What are you?" Noah asked.

"I can walk through walls."

"Hmm." Noah nodded.

"Explains how you stole all that money from the banks and getting away." Noah released his hold on the man.

"What are you?" The man asked in turn.

"Empath, like my father and uncle." Noah explained. His partner ran into the warehouse.

"Oh good, you got him." He huffed.

"Seriously Parkman?" He asked Matty.

Once they put the man in their boss' car they went out for lunch.

"Do you know what Sylar looked like?" He asked out of the blue. Matty swallowed his fry.

"No, I was a baby when he was alive."

"That's the third person that's told me I look like Sylar."

"Don't worry about it dude. Whatever you're thinking, he's not your dad. You look exactly like Gabriel. There's no doubt you're his son." Noah sighed.

"I know..." Noah didn't tell Matty what he really thought. When he got home, he did a search for Sylar. There was a surveillance video of him on youtube. He was walking away from a murder. Noah sucked in a breath when he saw Sylar's face.

"Shit." He said angrily.

Gabriel had just gotten home from work. The Company had made him work a double shift. Catching bad guys with abilities was challenging, especially since Bennet had retired. The phone rang.

"Hello?" He said, rubbing his tired eyes.

"Hey dad." Gabriel smiled. A call from his son always made his day worth it.

"What's up, buddy?"

"Can I come over?" Gabriel was worried.

"Is everything alright?" Noah sighed.

"No." He said and hung up. Noah flew over to his dad's. He walked through the front door.

"Hey, what's up?" Gabriel asked. He took his black glasses off.

"You should wear contacts dad, they're really comfortable." Noah said sitting down on the couch. Gabriel chuckled.

"I don't really like them." Was all he said.

"Are you Sylar?" Noah asked out of the blue. Gabriel's eyes widened. He took a deep breath.

"No, not anymore." Noah nodded sadly.

"But you were." Noah looked out the window.

"Were you ever going to tell me?"

"No." Gabriel said.

"Did mom know?"

"Of course." He said looking his son in the eyes.

"How, I'm sorry, this is an awkward question, but how could she have loved you when she knew you were a killer?" Noah winced at the look of hurt on his father's face.

"We were both alike. We could both live for eternity. We fell in love and then you were born."

"If she could live for eternity, then where is she?" He asked with a tiny note of accusation.

"She was going out to get some diapers for your sister and she never came back. I did everything I could to find her. We were happy. She would've never left us. I think she was taken and... they found her kill switch."

"Oh." Noah said sadly.

"I know why you killed people, why you couldn't stop. You don't need to explain to me. I just needed to know. You should tell Jenny before she finds out on her own. Her temper... well you know." Gabriel nodded and laughed.

"Your mother and I both had tempers, still do." He chuckled.

"When's Jenny coming home anyway?"

"Sometime after midnight. She's going to a party."

"Ugh. I never got why parties are fun to some people. There's too many people, too much noise, chaos..." He trailed off. Sometimes the chaos was too much and he had the urge to... he didn't know what, but he knew it wasn't good. Gabriel studied his son. He knew there was something else bothering him. Noah had never had a temper, he was always cool headed. Gabriel thought that when his son would find out that he had been Sylar that he would lose it. Sometimes it worried him at how calm and understanding he was. He figured it was a manifestation of his powers.

"There's more that's bothering you."

"The way that people look at me when they think I'm Sylar... it's disturbing. They're so scared. To have that kind of power over people is scary. You were truly the Boogeyman back then." Gabriel sighed.

"I'm sorry kid. I wished you had gotten your mom's looks too." Noah chuckled and shrugged. There was nothing he could do about it.

"How's grand-pa?" He changed the topic.

"Annoying. He's so bored with his life that he keeps asking me about my cases. You should visit him. He's lonely." Noah nodded.

"Did he ever hate you?"

"Oh yeah. For years. He hated that I was with your mother." Noah could just see his grand-father freaking out.

"Thanks for the talk dad." He flew out the window towards his apartment.

Somewhere in Asia a woman with blonde hair wore a black wig. She had finally regained consciousness from her coma. She had one goal in mind; kill Sylar.

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