5 months later
"Hello, Chandra. Why
won't you talk to me? You can't leave me like this." I say as I
speak to the machine. As I hear the phone click I could feel a smile
spreading across my face… 'I knew you couldn't resist…'
"Hello,
Mr. Sylar. I asked you not to call here anymore." He says…
"The
hunger, it's -- I can't control it. I don't want to. You made me this
way."
"I made you a murderer?" He questioned resentfully.
"You helped me to
discover my potential. You wanted to see what I could do as much as I
did. And now you want it to stop."
"It's over. Goodbye." I
hear the phone click as Chandra hangs up on me… 'I don't think
so. You will pay for this… For making me a monster'
1 month later
Taxi: New York City 8:30PM:
"Taxi!" He hailed a cab with the wave of his hand… He pulled his hat further over his eyes and he got in… He glanced at the license in the dividing window… Low and behold Chandra Suresh was the Driver…
"Where to?" Chandra asked in a polite voice
"Central park" Sylar said carefully masking his voice…
About 10 minutes had passed. "You can pull over here…" Sylar said
"But central park is still a few blocks away…"
"Pull the cab over Chandra" Sylar said in an unforgivable tone
"Gabriel?" Chandra asked in disbelief
"It's Sylar now… Pull into that side street now…" Chandra knew better than to cross Sylar, and he did as he was instructed…
"Now what?"
"I don't like what I have become Chandra… Now you're going to pay…"
"What?"
"Goodbye Chandra" The locks on the cab locked and Suresh stared at them in disbelief, a look of fear flashes across his face…
"Hey! Ah" Chandra yelped as Sylar punched his fist through the glass partition of the cab and caught hold of his head and neck. Chandra tried to fend Sylar off, but from his restricted position in the drivers' seat he could do little. His head connected with the driver side window several times… Soon Sylar caught a firm grasp of Chandra's head and gave it a firm twist.