Gone
Sylar felt a tingling sensation; it was the best feeling he ever felt. Without thinking, he grabbed Elle by the waist and crashed her lips against hers. She tried to fight back but sooner or later started to kiss back, moving her gentle lips against his. When he slid his hand from her waist towards her hair, a gunshot had exploded in their ears. Suddenly, he felt weak and collapsed on her arms; he was shot in the leg.
"Come on! Let's go!" A tall brunette woman screamed from the other end of the alley. Elle ran towards her, leaving Sylar on the ground; wincing in pain. He was unable to regenerate rapidly since he was stabbed on the head by that Bennet brat.
"Elle!" He shouted fiercely, but she didn't look back. There she goes, running away from him, leaving him into pieces again. It took a several minutes before the bullet was rejected by his body. Limping, he tried to run and follow her, but she was gone; and there's a great chance that he will never see her again. Or maybe the next time their paths will cross, she will kill him; for sure.
