Disclaimer: If I owned Heroes, Sylar would be good, Peter and Claire wouldn't be related, and Molly would be older.
A/N: I really have no explination for this. My first Heroes fic and it's Sylar centered. Is that a reflection on my personality? And if you squint and tilt your head you might see -gulps- Sylar/Peter. I didn't mean to write it in, but there it is. I thought for sure I was a Mylar shipper. Anyway, review even if you think it was crappy because reviewing makes your halo bright and shiny.
Sylar had accepted that killing people with power was okay. They didn't want it, they didn't deserve it. No one could understand how important it was to have their ability. So he fixed them.
Sylar fixed them. But even he couldn't fix what wasn't broken.
Peter Petrelli was amazing. He could absorb and use powers. He mimicked. He was the first one he met that seemed willing to use what was given to him. Granted Peter believed he was going to save the world. From what he'd seen, Sylar doubted that Peter could even if everyone helped. There was just too much to clean up.
They were the same but different. Peter had talent, Sylar had natural selection. Taking his power would give him that talent. It would also mean killing Peter.
He couldn't kill Peter. They were so similar in ways it would almost be like killing himself. And where would the fun of taking power be if no one could stop him?