A/N: for dislaimer, see previous chapters.

Chapter 4- The Writings In the Walls

"I don't believe it…" Mohinder stared at the MRI results. Liz looked up from her book. She hadn't yet read all of Activating Evolution, so she'd brought it with her to the scan.

"Mohinder, what?" she asked, wondering what on earth could make him so pale.

"The tumor's gone. Completely. It seems to have been completely dissolved by the inhibitor!"

Liz gasped, "Can he get the inhibitor out now? Please? I've been absolutely dying to see him use his power!"

"Liz, that's not a good idea. Especially since it could bring the tumor back," Mohinder told her. She pouted. Suddenly she cried out in pain as she grabbed her head. Her eyes grew wide, then they closed.

"I think I know what my power is," she explained quietly, still clutching her head.

"Well, the good news is your brain activity is normal. But, the tumor's gone, so I'm not sure what happened with that," Mohinder told Gabriel. Gabriel swallowed. He was distracted for a minute by Liz, who was standing next to Mohinder and covering her eyes.

"Liz? Are you all right?" Gabriel asked, concerned. She nodded.

"She- uh- has supersight. It first came into effect today."

Gabriel remembered the pain Sylar (well, and him too) had been in with superhearing. Supersight must've been just as hard, if not harder. Sylar perked up in Gabe's mind, as he usually did around powered people.

"You're not taking the inhibitor out, right?" Peter asked, appearing out of thin air. Mohinder and Gabe both jumped.

"How long have you been here, and why must you keep doing that? That's the third time this week!" Mohinder said angrily. Peter shrugged.

"I needed to make sure of some things," he replied simply. The door opened. A brunette girl, a teenager, stood there, obviously nervous. Gabriel recognized her as the girl who'd fainted. She turned and promptly ran away. Mohinder, Peter, and Gabriel all looked at the swiftly retreating figure, confused.

"Anyway, no, we're not taking your inhibitor out. It might be a good idea to keep it in to ensure that your tumor doesn't return," Mohinder quickly recovered, continuing their conversation.

For some reason, Gabriel had an epiphany. He remembered the secret space behind the mirror. He had hid all of his frustration behind that door in his world. If it was even here, that's where the real Gabriel would have put all information about his life, even thought that maybe not even Peter knew. He would've outsmarted him somehow. Gabriel thought for a moment.

"Hey- I- uh- I just thought of something. Why don't you go see how Niki's reacting to her inhibitor. It might help you out," Gabe said. Apparently, Peter hadn't been listening to his thoughts. Wow, you're actually doing something interesting, Sylar mocked. Gabriel didn't really listen to the rest of the conversation going on around him, but somehow it resulted in all three of them leaving. Once they were gone, he walked over to the mirror and pushed it once, making it pop open.

The inside was a bit cleaner than in his world. It was dark, yellow, and still had the swinging lightbulb he'd once sworn to replace. He looked around. There was a table in the back, instead of his room. He shivered, remembering. This was the only place Sylar would let him take control, and all he could ever bring himself to do was fall back on his Catholic roots and write on the walls. He couldn't imagine what someone would've thought if they'd walked in. It had scared him so much. Blood scares you, doesn't it Gabriel? Sylar's eerie low voice crooned in his brain. Gabriel forced him away, still hearing Sylar's echoing cackle. On the table he spotted a book… a journal?

He grabbed it, hungry for answers. At that moment, both sides of his personality stopped fighting to read the book. He opened to the first page:

I'm losing control. They just put the inhibitor in. That voice- in my head- is louder, somehow. I seem to get angry and lose myself in his anger. It's scary. Especially when Peter's around. I can't help but think- Why can't I have that power? It's a thirst for power that's taking me over. A thirst for blood. But I WILL stop this.

Entry two:

It's getting worse. Peter's helping me out, though. I don't think I can tell him what's going on just yet. It's just so difficult to explain. He could read my mind, but I think he'd tell Mohinder, who would in turn send me to that mental place where Niki's at. Oh, god… If he does anything- I'll never be the person I want to be.

As soon as Gabriel finished reading, he heard Sylar laughing again.

"Sylar- For once… Do us both a favor- and get out of my head," Gabriel said.

"You want to be remembered, Gabe? Well, stop screwing up my work! Your name will be on everyone's minds for YEARS to come." Sylar fought his words out. Gabriel yelled.

"NO! I want to be the hero. Like Peter! Only-," Gabriel snapped.

"Don't even start. You want to be BETTER than Peter. We had a lame power, and I made us powerful. No publicity is bad publicity, dear, naïve, geeky, Gabe," Sylar retorted, with a sneer.

Gabe overtook Sylar. In this world, he was loved, adored, even. People knew his name. Sure, he might be second to Peter, but hadn't Peter needed Gabriel to stop the explosion? Yes, thought Gabriel. He grabbed the journal and strode out of the secret place.

Sylar was silenced. Gabriel's behavior was so- different. Noble, even. For just a moment, Sylar admired his counterpart's courage…

"Niki?" Mohinder asked. Peter was at Liz's house, helping her with her power, while at the same time learning to manipulate it himself. Suresh had let himself into the room. It was much more comfortable than that awful padded one she'd been in previously. Niki groaned. Mohinder came to her beside.

"Oh good- it's you. I thought I might be hallucinating," Niki said softly. She chuckled lightly. She looked like a train wreck- dark circles, matted hair… Mohinder almost didn't recognize her from the beautiful woman (or, arguably women) she'd been before. She retained most of her beauty still, but it was dimmed slightly by the drugs.

"Did Jessica come back?" Mohinder prompted. Niki shook her head.

"Did you know- Peter's visited me twice this week? He's so responsible," Niki remarked, smiling. Mohinder nodded.

"Did he tell you what happened to Gabriel?"

"He told me about Gabriel's little incident, yes. Of course, then he brought Gabriel by-,"

"Gabriel was here?" Mohinder wondered what had happened. Why hadn't Peter told him?

"Gabe's having a tough time. Going through the same thing I went through with Jessica. I guess we all have two sides to our mind," Niki reflected, not knowing she had slipped up and told Mohinder something new. He raised a slender eyebrow.

"Two sides to our mind? Gabriel? How so?" Mohinder hoped to hear something innocent, "He hasn't hurt anyone, has he?"

Niki looked confused, "Peter didn't tell you, did he?"

"Niki, what didn't he tell me?"

But Niki had realized what a mistake she'd made. Hopefully it wouldn't concern Mohinder too much. She collapsed on her pillow and pretended to fall asleep. Mohinder huffed and walked out- he had to find Peter before- well, before whatever this thing Gabe was going through had progressed any further.

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