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Sylar lay there on the accursed hospital bed in an unknown facility and it annoyed the hell out of him. The only people he saw were a couple of doctors and that silly woman, Candice. God how he hated that women! Everything she did seem to annoy him greatly and if he could use his abilities he would kill her and take that illusion power of hers, and he would use it far better than she ever could. However, there was one problem. He could not use a single one of his powers and he surmised looking at the drip beside him that they were feeding him something, but he knew not the means they were doing it. After all it is not the first time it had happened to him he supposed.
The door suddenly clicked open and he looked up only to roll his eyes in exasperation when Candice walked in. She, as always, wore a satisfied smirk that he of loved to wipe of her fake face. Yes, he could tell it was fake but what she really looked like eluded him as it did for everyone else.
"Hey Sylar," she greeted taking the seat next to him and he scoffed, his cheek twitching slightly.
"This routine of gloating is becoming rather tiresome Candice."
She laughed and the loud sound grated on his sensitive hearing. He could have sworn she did it on purpose.
"I am so sorry Sylar," every word she spoke dripped with sarcasm and she smirked, "I only came to say that you have one more operation to go through and you will be as right as rain."
"What kind of operation?" he asked wearily glancing at her sidelong with suspicion.
"No need to look at me like that," she said with a little pout, "it is for your greater benefit."
Sylar growled and she laughed again. She went open her mouth to say something more when the alarm in the corridor sounded. Candice looked up concern on her face and she got up taking a receiver that was upon the wall and pressed it to her ear. Her brow was furrowed as she pressed a large button and listened intently for a response. Sylar watched staring intently at her expression the alarm blaring in the background loud enough to wake the dead.
Finally someone picked up on the other end and Candice demanded to know what was going on her face contorted with anger. Her expression quickly turned to one of concern however and her eyes widened with fright.
"What do you mean creatures in the corridors, that impossible!"
She paused for a moment and she shrieked.
"No! NO! Impossible! She was in a deep… huh, alright I will but I don't… yes sir I will"
Demurely she placed the receiver back on the hook and sweated beaded on her skin. Her breath came in gasps as she struggled to control her own fear and she looked to Sylar her eyes narrowed as thoughts raced through mind. Sylar waited patiently for her to speak and she walked up to the bed, and disconnected the drip and other machines littering the room. Sylar watched her curiously but before he could ask her what was going on she spoke.
"The effects of the chemical should wear off after a while. Your familiar with it I assume."
Sylar sighed and nodded as she went.
"There seems to be a problem."
"No shit!"
"Don't get cute!" she spat, "there seems to be creatures roaming the facility killing everyone and everything. Not only that we must be wary of some one the Company calls 'X'."
"X?" Sylar looked up curiously when she undid the buckles to the straps holding him tot he bed and she nodded.
"'X' was found not long ago with power no one could control. 'X' couldn't be terminated either so we did the next best thing."
"Cryogenic Freezing."
"You could say that I guess. Get off the bed."
Sylar reluctantly complied but as soon as his feet touched the cold floor his weak knees gave way and he crumbled to the floor in an embarrassed heap. He had forgotten he had been in bed for a long, long time so his muscles had wasted slightly, what a bitch. He looked up at Candice and saw the smirk on her face, he growled. The smirk soon faded and she reached down to help him to his feet.
Reluctantly he accepted her help keeping his misgivings private as they left the room. His head begun to feel a little fuzzy a sure sign his powers were returning. He smiled. Soon she will have a taste of his power and he will be the one smirking. He glanced down the clinically white corridors wearily, no sounds coming to him. With a heave Candice readjusted her grip on the heavier male and slowly made their way down the hall.
Sylar hissed as the sound of nails scraping along a chalkboard came to his ears and the paused by the turn of the corner. Curiously they peered round and Candice gasped her hand clasping her mouth to repress another shriek. Sylar felt his mouth go dry and he breath quicken as he stared down the corridor.
"When he said creatures I didn't think it was true," Candice whispered hoarsely her voice going up several octaves.
Sylar winced and watched the emaciated form of a black, skeletal creature crawl like a dog, pacing up and down the corridor as if it were on guard. The reek of burnt flesh met his nostrils and Sylar nearly gagged. It was putrid. The creature turned and its face was turned to him and he to gasped as Candice nearly screamed. Its head was a human skull with subtle differences. The most notable was the menacing black fangs that protruded from its upper jaw and the empty black holes where its eyes should be. Inside the gapping holes where a pair of sickly pinpoints of red light that glared out like wretched candles.
Sylar shuddered and looked up with disgust at Candice's frightened face.
"Well!"
Startled Candice looked down puzzled.
"Can't you just make an illusion and get us past it!"
Candice bit her lip and nodded. Sylar rolled his eyes thinking how obvious the answer was and eased him self to a standing position putting an arm round the woman's shoulder. She took a deep breath and walked round the corner her face creased with concentration as they walked past the creature. It turned and walked away from them and they flinched. Beads of sweat appeared on Sylar's own skin as his breath hitched in his throat, so far so good. They got half way when the creature turned and he instantly closed his mouth holding his breath. Then it stopped looking directly at them. For a moment he swore it could see them but the concentration on Candice's face told him she was keeping the illusion intact. She shook against him and he could hear her small heart fluttering with fear behind her rib cage.
The creature sniffed its hand like claws pawed the floor with indecision but it finally set on its way again away from them. Soon they would have to pass it and would Candice keep her cool? he was not so sure. He gulped quietly as they continued down the corridor and rounded the corner safely. Candice sighed with relief the breath came out shuddering and low.
Suddenly there was a low barking sound and Sylar froze. The sound sent chills down his spine and he urged Candice to move as she had almost solidified in shock. He pushed her and she reluctantly came back to life her eyes wide with fear. They hurried down the corridor not taking note of where they were going till Sylar called a halt as his lungs screamed for rest. He was not used to running around like this.
He leaned on the wall gasping and the pain eased marginally. He looked up at Candice who peered on the verge of hyperventilating and he rolled his eyes.
"Candice!" he barked.
Her eyes snapped to him and she calmed a little her eyes wild and wide. Sylar again shook his head and set off at a slower pace now able to stand on his own. He concentrated seeing if he could use any of his abilities and smiled when he managed to make a door swing open even it was just a little but it was a big step to getting all his powers back.
Candice suddenly stopped and he turned to fix her with a fierce scowl but she was not looking at him. She was staring at a partially open door and she slowly made her way towards it. Sylar repressed the urge to shout at her fearing that they may be found. However, the emptiness of the corridors worried him slightly. They had not met anyone else in the facility or anymore of those creatures.
"Sylar!"
He turned to her and she had already entered the room. He followed, if not reluctantly, and passed through the doorway and stopped. In the centre of the small room was a tank with a layer of low-lying mist curling about his feet that seemed to float from the tank in a slow flowing water fall. To his left, and what Candice stood in front of, was a computer station smashed beyond repair, pieces all over the place. Candice stared at the tank with a worried frown on her face and she reached out a hand towards it.
"My God it looks like she clawed her way out of it!" she breathed.
She was right Sylar conceded as he peered at it curiously, but he thought that whom ever had been the inhabitance of the tank had somehow used tremendous energy to blast they're way out of the tank. The metal was bent outwards, charred and melted but as Sylar drew closer he swore the melted swirls were actually handprints.
A loud bang sounded outside and a scream rattled down the corridor. Both of them whirled round as thundering steps passed them and barking ensued. They rushed out instinctively and Sylar turned to see a pack black creatures similar to the one he saw earlier except these had horns protruding from they're skulls, shoulders and back. Not far from them scrambling away on the floor was a girl no older than twenty looking piteously frightened. With a surge of energy he blasted the creatures away and they howled in pain, the sound harsh against his ears. The creatures scrambled over each other whining like dogs with fright and they ran away they're claws scratching on the floor, growing fainter.
The girls looked up at him then fainted with relief slumping to the cold floor in one unceremonious lump. Sylar sighed and picked her up taking her into the room he came from. Candice gave him a strange look as he passed but he replied with a scowl and she said nothing as he entered.
With his telekinesis he cleared the table and laid her upon it. He was surprised to see how dark her hair was looking like spreading shadow that was alive with reddish and purple hues. He looked up at Candice then down at the girl realising then the girl looked almost perfect against Candice's almost flawless fake. That in its self seemed strange to him. If he had been an ordinary man he would not have noticed but he was not any Ordinary. She, he concluded, was another like him self.
"Do you know her?" he asked Candice and she shook her head demurely wrapping her arms about her self. Sylar shook his head and sat on the only chair that was whole to wait for the girl to wake up.
Soon after the girl began to stir and her eyes slowly opened. With out warning she sat bolt upright with a scream holding her arms up as if to protect her self. She paused when nothing happened and looked round the room her eyes momentarily lingering on the tank then she stared at Sylar her grey eyes wide.
"Who are you?" her soft voice asked slowly.
"I'm Sylar and this is Candice," he replied pointing at himself then at Candice who nodded in response.
"You saved me" the girl breathed, "Thank you."
Sylar shifted nervously and smiled, "What's your name?"
The girl looked at him then smiled prettily making Sylar gulp gently.
"My name is Melasande but you may call me Mel easier to remember."
Sylar nodded and smiled weakly.
"We better get going," Candice said and Sylar nodded.
"She's coming with us," He found himself saying without realising and his eyes widened slightly. He looked to the girl and she smiled again at him. For some reason seeing her smile that made him feel a little uneasy.
With they're newest companion they set off through the facility to find an exit not thinking to ask her further questions though Candice swore she never saw the girl before anywhere in the facility. The came upon a stairwell and with deliberate slowness they moved up the staircase trying not to make a sound as above them they could here snarling and yapping.
Mel clung to Sylar's shirt and he looked down at her frequently with a confused look. Candice glanced at the girl with eyes heavy with suspicion watching her out the corner of her eye. Mel ignored the heated glances from both standing close to Sylar sensing he was the best one to be with if trouble broke out. Her hand frequently went to the base of her neck just under her collar bone and scratched absently her eyes weary.
Candice made a motion with her hand as they neared the top of the steps and they crouched near the door and she leaned closer to the other two.
"This is the ground floor we should be able to find our way out here."
"Should?" Sylar raised an eyebrow but she ignored him opening the door a little and the hinges screeched protest. They all winced then listened. Candice looked at Sylar who shook his head and they slowly walked through the narrow gap careful not to make it squeak again.
As they passed through the next set of corridors flinching every now and then when a noise broke the eerie silence. Sylar clenched his teeth tightly trying to beat back these feelings of fear and anxiety but it was not working so well. This was not like him, he should not be afraid. He was Sylar after all. He felt a hand on his arm and he looked down to be met with a pair of grey eyes. The look in them was one of sympathy and understanding. He needed neither. All he wanted was to leave this wretched facility as soon as possible but as he turned away from those eyes he suddenly had cold shivers run down his spine. A sudden sense that she knew what he was feeling maybe even… thinking passed over him.
"Pssst," Candice hissed to get his attention and he looked to her and she pointed to a sign which read 'Lobby' and an arrow pointing the way they were going. Sylar nodded and grinned inwardly. Soon he thought when he leaves this place he will take her powers and maybe this girl's to whatever powers they were.
They crept closer to the foyer but so did the sound of snarling animals and they stepped through a sliding door. Candice was the first to react letting out a piercing scream as loud as her voice box could handle. Sylar nearly collapsed in shock as his eyes scanned the Lobby that was littered with corpses half mauled and eaten, blood and gore stained the grey carpet and the foyer looked as if a bomb had it with glass and debris scattered every where.
In the centre of the Lobby was the information desk partially whole and upon it sat a scantly dressed woman. Her skin grey and gaunt, her hair dark as shadows and in her hand twirled a wine glass filled with a viscous red liquid. At her feet, crawling on their bellies, were a multitude of those vile creatures snivelling and whining. She looked up at the trio and she would have been pretty if it were not for the huge scar across her face and gaunt cheeks making her head look like a skull. Her eyes, golden yellow, fixed them with a fierce stare and Sylar found himself quivering where he stood. Never had he felt as scared as he was then or for years to come. Mel hid behind his back as best she could but it was not easy for she was almost as tall as Sylar was if not only an inch or so smaller.
The mysterious women threw back her head and laughed chillingly. She stopped fixing them with another more amused glare her thin black lips stretching back into a feral grin revealing animalistic teeth.
"Well, well, well," she said with deliberate slowness, "It would seem we have survivors my dears."
The creatures looked up at the small group and began to yap and snarl with expectancy. Sylar and Candice drew tighter together and Mel clung to Sylar's shirt more tightly peering round him to stare with narrowed eyes at the women.
The women suddenly cocked her head looking past Sylar curiously then her grin widened almost impossibly further giving her a manic, insane look.
"Ahh I see," she said then turning back to her glass she clicked her fingers and the creatures advanced on them.
"Snack time my little darlings."
Sylar stared the dreaded creatures and shuddered.
"Ah shit!"
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