Episode 1 Turning Point

For those with special abilities, a new and deadly threat has arisen: the serial killer Sylar. His body count has grown over the past weeks, becoming a danger to both those with powers and the people in their lives. FBI agent Luna Lovegood has picked up on Sylar's trail, but has no idea what she truly faces...

Chicago. Three months ago.

A crime scene is taped off, with a victim lying on the ground, head hidden from view, revealing a large puddle of blood above the shoulders. A police officer is taking notes, and has written the name, "David". Agent Luna Lovegood is speaking with another agent.

The Street's full of people. We need to question the rubbernecks. One of them could be our guy.

Sylar, I know you did this, you bastard. I'm not letting you get away with it. Not again.

There's my blond FBI agent. You've been following me for a couple weeks now. Let's see what you make of my latest conquest.

No traces left behind. A fresh kill. Which way did you go? Are you out there killing someone else right now?

Seen standing in the crowd, wearing a black cap, trench coat, and clothing. You're looking right at me now, Luna. And you don't even know it. You'll never know the killer you long for is looking you dead in the eyes. You couldn't know...

Would you come back to your own sick crime scene? Are you watching, like a pervert in a trench coat? ...Sylar?

SYLAR!

Caught. Impressive. Let's turn it up a notch. Sylar jumps onto the roof of a passing train. She's good. Female intuition.

No backup. I'll go it alone. Luna jumps after him, his trench coat flying in the wind.

I'm getting tired of this cat and mouse game. Your heart's racing, fear's pumping through your veins. Don't disappoint me now, Luna.

Audrey loses her grip, and slips off the side, grabbing the rail before falling onto the track.

Get a hold of yourself. He can't get away.

The train pulls up to the station, and scans the crowd.

I know you're here!

Everyone, get down!

She pulls her pistol. Everyone in the crowd hits the ground, except a black capped, black trench coated man still standing, facing away from her.

SYLAR! She fires three rounds into his back. He drops dead.

I knew you'd slip up eventually and I'd get you.

She rolls him over.

Oh, NO! The man is not Sylar, but rather an innocent vagrant.

He set me up. He gave this poor guy his hat and coat. And I fell for it. I'm gonna get that bastard next time.

See you in the next one, Luna.

Sylar is shown grinning and walking away, unnoticed.