Fate's fickle choices
- a Heroes story -
author: ryuosen
written for the Sylar/Peter advent calendar at the sylar_peter lj community
genre: Action, romance
Pairings: Sylar/Peter, Nathan/Heidi
Rating: M for language and sexual actions
Summary:
A butterfly can cause a hurricane, a small splash a tsunami and Virginia Gray's support changed fate. She just didn't know how much.
Prologue - Just a little more support
Life sucked! Gabriel Gray couldn't describe it in any other way.
Especially today. Peering around the edge of the building his eyes searched quickly for any obstacles who would keep him from going home early. But there was nothing, no teacher, no schoolyard bullies. Gabriel couldn't believe his luck.
After one more check, he sprinted over the schoolyard towards the stands where his bicycle was chained to a tree. He almost made it when Frederic Depuis, resident jock and schoolyard bully, stepped out from he he had been hidden from view.
Gabriel cussed under his breath, but didn't slow down. It was too late anyway. Frederic's fist shot out and hit Gabriel with the power of someone who lifted weights on a regular basis. The brunet lost his footing while trying to dodge the punch and landed awkwardly on the ground. Pain shot up his am as he used a hand to catch the fall but he ruthlessly suppressed any noise. It would only serve as incentive for his tormentor.
Something he didn't need at all, it would be bad enough.
A foot landed on his back, pressing him onto ground and a tiny groan escaped him. The bastard laughed and another punch hit his head. Footsteps were steadily coming closer and Gabriel knew already who that would be - Frederic's friends!
It shouldn't hurt he supposed. After all be was used to this kind of beatings whether they were administered for being a freak, a poor freak or because he simply existed. Yet thinking of the hate in Frederic's eyes still send a stab of agony through his mind. They had been friends once.
Not anymore...
Blissfully Gabriel retreated into the free confines of his mind as more fists and feet joined the fray. When he came back to himself all would be over and done with, he knew.
When he came back to conscious Gabriel was surprised. Instead of lying on the ground near his bicycle he felt comfortable and warm. Turning his head onto the side be saw his mother, sleeping in an uncomfortable looking chair. The smell of disinfectant graced his nose. It reminded him of the school nurse's office.
A hospital, perhaps?
But why would he be in a hospital? Frederic and the others had beaten him numerous times and after they had finished he would get up and limp home to treat his wounds. So why not this time?
His thoughts were unpleasant and Gabriel gave gladly into the pull the darkness held, all to escape the pain. He never heard his mother's frantic screams as a shrill beeping sound sped up before vanishing altogether.