Chapter Seven
AN: A little preview what for what is to come.
Claire waited with bated breath, squeezing her daughter tightly against her. She could hear the dust settling around her. The footsteps were coming closer to them. Each step felt like it was bouncing off her heart strings. She couldn't sit there any longer, so she pulled Abigail back and put her finger to her lips. Abigail nodded and followed her mother. Claire slowly got into a crouching position and quietly walked down the aisle. She peered around the corner to see the man who has been hunting her. Her eyes widen and she quickly stood up, sucking her breath in. All the color had gone out of her face.
"Mommy?" Abigail whispers, but Claire didn't hear her.
The face she saw had haunted her dreams for many years. Everything was fading and darkening. The last thing she heard before fainting was Abigail's screams in her ears.
Sylar watched the blonde hair and green eyed beauty come out from one of the aisles. Honestly, he was kind of surprised. When her bright eyes met his dark ones, his heart leapt into his throat for some reason. He took a step back, suddenly feeling dizzy. He didn't know the girl had another power. He looked up to see her fall to the ground. The little girl's scream is what snapped him back to reality. He walked over to the unconscious Claire. Abigail was frozen in fear. They momentarily looked into each other's eyes until Sylar waved his hand and knocked her into a shelf hard enough to make her unconscious. Using his powers, he lifted both bodies and carried them to his car.
