Title: Revelation: Prologue
Author: Stealthdragon44
Spoilers: Episode; how to stop an exploding man; Kindred, Season 2 speculation;
Word count :2,261Disclaimer: I do not own any thing; all Characters belong to Tim Kring & NBC
Characters: Adam/Kensei, Gabriel / Sylar, (Mention of Maya & Alejandro)
Authors Note: After reading some spoilers, I thought Kensei was the one that was going to save Sylar. Since it didn't happen that way, I thought to make a Fic about Kensei fulfilling his prophecy to rule the world; with the help of Sylar. But Sylar ruins his chance of doing that once he meets Maya. (The next chapter will have lots of Saya)
Summary: Adam prepares to fulfill his prophecy with the help of Sylar.
Prologue:
"You do not choose your destiny, it chooses you. They cannot fathom how much you stand to lose in failure...that you are the instrument of flawless Design. And all of life may hang in the balance. The hero learns quickly who can comprehend and who merely stands in your way."
Outskirts of New YorkIt took him years to plan this, to create "The Company" and to plan the annihilation of the world. He thought he had them in his hold, in his control as he persuaded them. They would make it a better world, for their children, for them. He thought he understood them all and that he was positive that nothing would go wrong with his plans. But they deceived him, locked him up, and threw away the key. Now it was payback.
It didn't take him long to carry out the nine death warrants. Much wasn't even his doing. It was just destiny that decided their fate. But he learned that the mark, the Kensei symbol helped him more over the years. It represented power, ability and a curse he would rain down on the people who deceived him or prevented him from his destiny.
He usually would let someone else do the dirty work but he decided to take care of one himself personally. He wanted to face the one person that locked him up for years, the one person who stopped him from releasing the virus years ago. Kaito Nakamura, the one that ruined all of his plans. He made sure he paid the price for ruining his years of work.
He recently escaped them by persuading his formal cellmate Peter to help him escape the company. After figuring out Peter's brother was badly hurt, he used that to gain his trust by telling him he could cure his brother. He was as easy to manipulate as all the others, including his parents. After a month past since the recent confrontation with Elle and the Haitian, Peter and he went their separate ways escaping them. Sadly he hadn't run into Peter for a month now, wondering if the company captured him again.
He was going to give up but then on an unexpected advent he found someone else to be his new pawn. He was no ordinary man; he was one of them, special like him in some ways. Maybe not as wise but he was powerful and had unique abilities that he never seen in all his wrenched life. He watched the man over the months, how he transformed from a shy, innocent watchmaker and then into the sociopath, power stealing monster he has become. He envied the man at times, wishing he had his ability. He wouldn't have to work years of planning this destruction; he would have done it long ago if he had this man's ability.
He injected a pint of his blood into the man's IV. He smiled slightly waiting for his new pawn to awake. Knowing it won't be long now until everyone would pay for what they did to him or anyone that got in his way.
He thought of all the things in his life and of the one person that made him this way, the one person that turned him into this…and he is still angry from that day when he met Kaito's son. The day Hiro Nakamura betrayed him and stole his princess away from him. At that time, he didn't think Hiro would be able to do something like that until he'd seen him kiss her. Then his anger took over in him. He tried to kill him but things didn't work out to his intentions, especially when the man could bend time and space.
He smiled, delighted of the day he sees Hiro's face again. He wanted to see the sorrow and hate in eyes once he finds out he killed his father. He wanted to punish him, take away everything he ever loved for what he did. Although he did thank him in the end, if he hadn't met him in the past he wouldn't have become like who he is now. Knowing he likes this unusual flicker inside him. Likes the way it makes him feel intense, stronger, invisible, dying to know he could escape almost anything, which at times made him feel like God.
Although he had a bigger threat now, there was someone in the prophecy that was supposed to prevent him from achieving the virus. He had a small hunch to who it was and was weary to take drastic measures to prevent this person from stopping him. He wasn't going to let it happen again, not this time. Every decade it was like this, someone preventing him from getting what he wanted. He would risk everything to make sure his plan will go thoroughly this time. He hated to see the same thing over and over in this world, he wanted a change, for the world to start over.
He stood there now as the man in the bed suddenly awoke with a gasp. The man stared up, slightly confused at where he was and curious who the man was standing in front of him.
"Who are you?" Sylar asked as he pulled the IV out of his arm. He flexed his hands, staring at the man who didn't respond. He rubbed his head as a headache was coming on, reminding him of what happen last, the explosion, Peter Petrelli...and Hiro stabbing him with that sword.
"The name's Adam Monroe...I am here to help you get what you deserve," he said as his eyes hid his real agenda.
Sylar stood up quickly as he noticed the sword wound was completely gone and healed. He looked back at the man wondering if he healed him and if he had ability.
"How did you heal me?" Sylar asked, still surprised the deep cut was gone and healed over like nothing had stabbed him.
"That is my gift, to heal," he said taking a step forward, as he saw the man smile wildly at this. "Are you going to try and kill me now...Gabriel?" Adam said sarcastically.
Sylar stared at him, almost angry as he heard his insignificant name. "My name is Sylar," he said with a chilling voice.
Ignoring his tone, Adam sat back down staring at him. "I brought you here and saved you from your fate…I would expect you would be thankful for me saving your life."
Sylar looked back at him, desperate to achieve that wonderful ability of his. "I didn't ask to be saved," he sneered. He reached his hand out to find his abilities. He could feel them, they were right there but he could not use them. "What happen to my abilities?" he asked, panicking and surprised by his sudden reaction over the situation.
"Now you don't think I would be stupid enough to be standing here with you if you had your abilities," he said calmly, "if you want your abilities back, you will have to help me first."
Sylar stared at the man, angry for a second before he spoke. "You have no idea what I could do to you," Sylar sneered, taking a step forward, "I want my abilities back NOW!"
Adam sat there calmly as he saw Sylar's eyes glare at him, livid. "You know I wouldn't help a person like yourself that has no respect to the person that just saved his life...I found you in a secluded room at the company. They did this to you, not me," he lied.
Sylar smirked slightly remembering the ordeal he had to go through at the company, the man with the horn-rimmed glasses, the Haitian and the countless others that tried to experiment, cut him open and kill him. He remembered them all. "They did this to me?" he asked angrily.
"Yes, they did the same thing to me long ago…I just want you to help me get revenge against those who wronged us…the company especially," Adam said glaring off into space. "I expect you will be getting revenge for what they did to you?" he asked, grinning.
"Of course," Sylar said, clenching his hand into fists as he wondered if he should believe anything this man said to him. "What do I get for helping you?" Sylar asked, tempting to go along with his plans.
Adam placed a list on the table beside him as he stared back at Sylar. "I want you to find these two. They have a remarkable ability. I know what you can do and I know you're the right man for the job," he replied, staring at the man unemotionally.
Sylar picked up the list as he looked at the two names listed. "Maya and Alejandro Herrera," Sylar grinned at him as he placed the paper back on the table. "What power might that possess? Something that I already have?" he asked mordantly.
"Their ability is different. Something you don't have that could be better then any ability you already achieve. An ability, which is controlled by power, darkness…death," he said, smiling greatly.
Sylar looked curiously at him. "Death? How can I acquire these abilities when I can't use the ones I have now?" Sylar asked angrily as he picked up his jacket near him.
"I have the cure," Adam said, sneering at the impatient man, "you'll get it soon. All I want is for you and me to destroy this company once and for all...but you will need to find these two first. Once you do this, everyone at the company will suffer."
Sylar smiled wide, knowing that this man was as deceptive as him made him wonder if he was stealing his act. "I suppose I could do that. It would include anyone else that gets in my way," Sylar said threateningly.
Adam stood in front of him now as his blue eyes were gleaming wickedly, knowing when it's all said and done he would get rid of this man permanently. He was too dangerous and too arrogant to listen to. "I'm not going to get in your way," he scoffed, walking past him.
"Furthermore I wasn't planning on coming with you…I have other people to find," Adam said, knowing he had more disasters to cause. Adam tossed him a picture on the table as he sat back down. "The brother is the one that brings them back to life, but his sister...Maya is the one that is powerful," Adam said slightly.
Sylar stood his ground, wondering what his true intentions were. He knew he had abilities but didn't think he could do any harm if the only thing he could do was heal. But staring at his devious eyes didn't make him so sure. "Fine I will do this little job, but first I'm going to need by abilities back," he sneered.
"Very well...your cure is in a package in the car parked outside. You'll figure out the rest," Adam said sitting back down. Adam smiled slightly knowing what buttons to push after reading his file. He watched Sylar turn towards the door, stepping out.
"Are you willing to do this job to achieve the one ability you been desperately wanting all along?"
"And what ability might that be?" Sylar replied turning to look annoyingly at him
"The one that is indestructible...a sponge that absorbs other's abilities, the one ability that could stop you from being a killer, Gabriel," Adam said eerily, "that is what you want, isn't it?"
"Peter Petrelli," Sylar said, gritting his teeth. Sylar faced him as he wondered if he should take this offer. "How do you know so much about me?"
Adam frowned at him for a moment. "Like I said…I've been watching you, Gabriel."
Sylar sat down across from him at the round table, peering into his bright blue eyes wondering if he should go along with whatever he was planning. The man was insane but not stupid. He knew how to cover his tracks and switch his story if he had to. In the meantime he might as well see what Adam needed his help with. Because after it all ends, he will kill him and take this man's ability even if he did get Peter's ability. He was still filled with the need to control, for more power and he certainly wasn't going to let this man steal his act. He wasn't going to let it happen.
"Before you tell me the plan, tell me why did you pick me, of all people to help you?" Sylar asked, going along with the plan.
Adam smiled. "I told you, Gabriel…you were always meant to succeed, because you are the flawless design of evolutionary perfection."
