-1When Sylar opened his eyes, Gabriel was gone, replaced by a familiar face. "You," he said with contempt.
It was Brian Davis, his first victim. He body was rotting, eyes clouded over, pale skin. "Why have you done this to me?", it asked.
"You were broken, wasting a talent like that, scared of its use." He turned away, almost unable to keep looking at him.
The body of Brian stepped closer, "I was right, right to be afraid of its power, what have you used it for since you stole it from me?"
Sylar held his ground. "I did what had to be done. For advancement, for evolution."
Brian moved even closer, a hair away from Sylar's face. The smell was making him sick, but he didn't dare to show weakness. He spoke, "You were just jealous, that someone like me, someone who consider unimportant, had powers that you didn't." He laughed, "You were just jealous.
Sylar tried to hit him with the stolen ability, but Brian disappeared before he could. Sylar felt him face burned with humiliation. "How could I be jealous of you," he spat out at the lingering smell of decay and the sound of laughter.
"Envy, isn't that one of the 7 deadly sins, Gabriel?"
Sylar spun around quickly. It was that damned angel again. "Is this just fun to you or there some point to this?"
Gabriel laughed softly. "Think of this as your final exam, to see what you've learned in your... life. There may be hope for you yet." Gabriel touched Sylar's arm and darkness settled in again.
