"No, I'm not Gabriel my name is Sylar." The man replied from the shadows "What is your name?"
"Morgan Jacobs I'm a . . . I was an old friend of Gabriel's."
"I think I remember him mentioning you. Though the relationship he described exceeded friendship in my eyes."
"You keep talking about him in the past tense."
"Yes well Gabriel Gray no longer exists." Morgan gasped and once again fell to her knees.
"What happened to him?" She asked.
"I killed him." Morgan scrambled to her feet only to be grabbed from behind and pinned to the chest of the man who held her. He spun her around and slammed her against the wall. She saw his face and just stared at him for a long minute.
"Gabriel?" Carefully she touched his face, and he looked pained by her touch. "Gabriel what have you done?"
"I'm not Gabriel, not anymore. Now I'm someone much more significant." He stared into Morgan's eyes and she saw a cold harshness in them, but she felt the same confusion she felt from him four years ago.