DISCLAIMER: I do not own Heroes; all I own are a few Ocs and maybe this plotline. If I did own Heroes, then this wouldn't be a Fanfic, would it?

'Ello, dear readers, and welcome to my seventh Fic! Even though this is my seventh Fic, I really haven't been on FanFiction for more than a few months, and I find that a little weird….

So, let me say first that I plan to have quite a few Ocs in this story, but I figured that this one is the best to start with. And just so you know, like most of my Oc stories, this first chapter is more like a prelude. So, let's begin!

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Who are we now?

What happened to that love we once had?

I had always believed in what we were, and even though he broke my heart, he was the only one who I had ever given it to. Yet even though we had gone our separate ways, even though it has been awhile since we were truly in love, I cannot make this feeling go away, I still hunger for what we used to have. Out of all I can't remember about him, I can still remember the way he tastes.

We could always see through each other; see through what we pretended to be and see through to our inner monsters, but we didn't care. I wasted so much time trying to save what we were, even though it was just a foolish dream. And all the pain I felt because of you overwhelms me so much that it's made me numb to the rest of the world.

They called us heroes, they called us villains, but it didn't matter to us. I can recall who I was before I met him, and I can tell how he changed me. I'm not ashamed of what he helped me become, even if he helped me embrace a darker path. It is just what I am, and it is what still connects me to him.

And his name, it just echoes hauntingly in my head, ringing like the melodic tune of an old bell.

Sylar…

That's the name he gave himself, and when he did so, I felt the need to do so as well. I remember the name I had been given at birth; Joanne Nicole Williams. It felt so bland, so plain and normal. It was too simple for who I felt I needed to be then. And then I remember the new one I chose, Andromeda, and I also recall the nickname Sylar had given me; Pet.

But that was all before things had fucked up all we had been, that was a simpler time, one I had wished would last forever. I remember that he could always bring me to my knees, and how he could always tell what I really felt. It's been so long since I could say that I was happy, and all that shit that brought me down used to disappear when I was with him.

I still can't look at myself straight because of all I have done to lose him, all these consequences that I've rendered have stretched me out beyond my means. My life isn't what it was before, all those bottled-up emotions I had shared with him are once again hidden so far away in the depths of my mind, as and all the mistakes I made I fear won't be made right.

And so, as I write this, I feel that what we were needs to be documented, I feel that this tale of chasing dreams needs to be remembered, even if we weren't exactly the heroes, there is always more than one side to every story, and I want to tell this one right….

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Hmm, what did you think? I personally think that it wasn't very good, and that it sounded a bit too much like another Oc of mine in a different Fic….

Well, what ever you're opinion is, please leave a review and favorite this story, after all, that's hope you're going to get me to update often, so please leave that review….

Come on, you know you want to…