8:
Finally catching up with Holmes, searching the area in Fleet Street, Oxford Street, Regret Street...in-fact mainly everywhere in London, well on Holmes side of London, Peter and Holmes can't find anything of where Sylar could be. Not even Holmes is getting anyway with this.
Sitting down at Irene's old place, as she's away once more with a different partner, Holmes ran a hair through his hair as his brown eyes looked around as in deep thought of where Blackwood or even Gabriel could be at this point.
By then, another death been called and well Holmes went to see the body of Alice Simpson. As usual, her head had been cut off.
Peter helped him to try and find him but with Peter's power, the boy doesn't have anything to help him out, not even a tracker power.
Closing his eyes, some flashbacks went through of Alice's last moments and that's when he finally opens his eyes, jumps up and turned towards Peter. "Pete, dear boy, what does Sylar look like?"
Peter had been sitting by the window, looking out, watching the people, turned his gaze towards the Detective. "Sylar looks like…." How can he describe him? Basically no one has seen him if they did, it would be with a cap. Right?
"Hum, hang on I think I got a picture of him from the papers." Peter went on his pockets, taking out his phone, wallet, front door keys. He placed his phone back in his pockets before Holmes saw it and start asking questions about what it is and stuff like that.
Holmes hasn't been watching him as he's too busy thinking of where Sylar or Blackwood could be or what they are actually planning as they really need to catch them before things get out of hand so bad that everyone might turn insane or something bad!
Calm down Holmes! Watson and Nathan will try and find Blackwood so all you need to do is find the bad one which is Sylar... Should really spilt things up in this mind and do things slow and….SLOW WHY SLOW? Watson is going to get hurt and what has Nathan got to help? Flying powers. FLYING POWERS! Wow that's something to do.
"Here's the paper report of Sylar's killings back in my time." Peter's voice broke in to his in-sane thoughts.
Sherlock shook his head before turning his attention towards the young Petrelli, holding his hand out for the report.
Peter gave him the paper.
Taking the report from him, he started reading the piece about a family of three people, the parents and a young girl. The parents been murdered while the little girl, named Molly Walker been hiding behind a hidden door as the murderer couldn't find her.
Lately there have been mass murders, involving one person or more as the same killings been the same, the head been cut off and placed by their side of their bodies. The police are investigating about who is doing this and why. They also want to know why they do this as these people are not relative, know each other as they live apart. The latest murder have been the Walkers as the police came to see of what's going on as some neighbours saw someone wearing a cap, breaking in to their home before moments later Steven and Lilly's voice screaming out the streets. A few neighbours rang the police up to check on things, but the police were too late as at least half an hour later, the same person with the cap, walked out of their house with blood on his hands. Of course no one went to see if the only child, Molly Walker, is okay or if she's dead. When the police soon arrived, they cut the area off but yet no news about the young one. One officer, Matt Parkman, spoke to us about this and told us some information about this. "When we arrived, the place is a mess and the bodies were against the wall with knifes in their hands, holding them there, it's horrible." He however is the one who found Molly hidden in her place under the stairs. Luckily the little girl didn't got hurt as she been checked over and all is wrong with her is shock and sadness. Unfortunately, the police won't let us ask Molly about what she saw while the murder was in her house. The picture underneath this is a picture from the CCTV footage the police got from the cameras from the streets that day….Turn to page 8 for more information to keep yourself safe from this.
Finishing the paper, Holmes frowned as he looked at the picture of Sylar with the cap on, still hardly any information of what he looks like but it feels like to him that they got somewhere at least. Tossing the paper to the side, which landed on the floor, he got up and headed towards the door but then stops as he heard something that wasn't expected. His eyes turned straight towards Peter, trying to warn him to stay of where he is and not to make a sound.
Peter also heard something that wasn't suppose to happen so he's on the same track of what Holmes want him to do as he looks towards him back and slowly nodded to him.
Looking towards the door, Holmes held his pipe up to protect it from the intruder, eyes quickly searching the room for anything to hit the person or people across the head. Of course he knows that it isn't Irene as she isn't expected to be back till a month later with more jewellery she got from her latest partner she's with. So who could it be then? Watson? No he doesn't even know where they are as he and Nathan are on the other side of town, trying to search for Blackwood. Mrs Hudson? Why did she even pop in the discussion!
Who could it be, could it be who I think it is….Gladstone? No don't be stupid Holmes need to think right before you throw yourself in to a mental home for Christ stake!
Footsteps coming through the door before the door closed with a click as the lock been set, so this means that it's someone that don't want to help Holmes and Peter out.
Quickly looking towards Peter, Holmes pointed towards the paper that is on the floor before turning his head towards the door so he figure out of where the intruders are now. They are getting closer to them.
Peter looks towards the paper, contracting hard with his thoughts.
Come on paper, come to me. I know you want to. Just come.
The paper started moving to him as he seems quite shocked but soon caught it in his hand as he smiles to himself, glad with himself, as he threw the paper towards Holmes, forgetting to tell him to catch it.
Luckily Holmes turned and caught it in time before turning his full attention back to the door, lifting the paper up, ready for an attack when it comes to it. Listening to the steps, Holmes counted how many seconds there is between them, how heavy the footing is and how long it takes for the foot to raise in the air for the next step.
Finally figuring the person out, Holmes is shocked as the door slammed right in place which made Peter jump out of space as he couldn't use his mind to see who it is as the person blocked their mind and plus to see if they arrive.
Feeling the paper getting forced out of his hand, Holmes looked up and saw Sylar there.
Sylar looks towards him, confusion upon his face but then soon smirks as he tipped his head to the side. "It's finally an honour to meet the Famous Sherlock Holmes."
"Famous now am I? Oh yes everyone wants to meet the old Holmes and what an honour to meet you, Gabriel Grey."
Wrong choice to mention his name as he felt himself getting slammed right in to the wall, feeling like he got a choker around his neck as he can't breath, rolling his eyes as he hates being treated like he just toy to be thrown around. "Not a nice way to meet people now is it?"
Sylar held his hand out right in-front of him, just near the neck as a smirk appeared on his lips as still tipping his head to the side. "I believe I have lost my manners in the future."
"Then go and get them and then maybe we can have a greeting party."
"Still full of sarcastic now are we?" He asked.
If only Peter could help him but he can't feel himself moving so he resumes that Sylar using his power to keep him there.
I don't think so.
So using his powers against Sylar, Peter contracted on moving his feet just enough to get his attention away from Holmes as time line is so easy to change things and that Holmes can't afford to get killed at this time and certainly not in a way that people don't expect him to get kill like that, his head chopped off!
But it wasn't working so it's now life between deaths!
An evil laugher fills the air.
