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... Noah Bennett sighed, looking at the names in the newspaper on his desk, cursing himself for not being able to track Sylar down. It had been a day and a half since the murders and no leads had come up.
Staring at a picture of Claire in her cheerleading uniform, Noah recalled the day Sylar first came to the house in Odessa, terrorizing his ex-wife Sandra. Upon finding his wife nearly unconscious, his heart leapt out of his chest at the thought of the monster kidnapping Claire, but, she was unharmed. Another close call surfaced in his mind when Sylar attacked Claire for her healing powers. Noah sighed, knowing that he couldn't afford yet another close call like that.
Lifting up his horn-rimmed glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose, Noah suddenly recalled that the two latest victims were on the list that Sylar somehow snatched in the past little while. Mentally praising himself for keeping a copy on his hard drive, Noah accessed the list and checked the next name and location.
"Aha" he rasped, smiling in satisfaction "He's prowling around in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada...he's looking for a Ms. Diana Walsh, a manipulator of metal."
With that, he booked a quick flight to Edmonton online and rushed upstairs to pack his things.
What he didn't notice was that Claire was hiding behind the office door, listening to his every word.
"Finally" she murmured to herself, coming out of her hiding spot "Sylar's in Edmonton. I'm going to stop him before Dad does. He needs to pay for terrorizing me and stealing my powers. I hate him"
She quietly went up to her room and went to pack...
... Sylar and Amber had a wonderful afternoon together, although he could tell she was somewhat distant. He didn't even need to tap into his telepathy to guess that she was thinking about what had happened the night before. As they sat in her living room, he decided to use it to his advantage to manipulate her into learning to control her powers.
"Amber" he said in a somewhat seductive voice "Do you want to talk about last night? It looks like something is bothering you"
Amber looked at him with an unmistakeable look of fear in her eyes.
"I didn't mean to kill him...I swear" she said, hoping she didn't scare him off.
"That's not the point" he asked, signalling her to be silent by putting his finger on her lips "I want to know what you were thinking when your power manifested"
"I...I...I" she stammered "I wished he was dead...ever since he was abusive towards me, I wanted him dead. That's why I left him. Then...when he started stalking me..."
"Say no more" he said, feeling some of her pain "He deserved what he got. No woman should be some jerk's punching bag"
"But why did my power manifest like this now?" she asked heatedly as he pulled her close "Why not when he started abusing me so he would stop? Why torture me now?"
"Maybe your powers manifested because your agitation was so severe" he said, stroking her hair "Maybe if you could control it, you might be able to use it whenever you need to"
"I guess I should" she said glumly, recalling Jason's charred remains "After all, there will be people tracking me down. I can't deny that I'm a murderer now"
"There, there" he crooned, his breath caressing her forehead "Once you control your power, nobody will mess with you ever again"
'Not until I have your power' his evil inner voice said before his conscience said 'Stop it...she's not a toy for you to manipulate. Remember your empathy'
Amber stood up, wiping her sweaty palms on her jeans with a determined look on her face.
"Let's do it" she said quietly, as he stood next to her "Let's train"
"Grab some things" he murmured, a sly smile creeping across his face "I will take you back to my place in New York"
Amber nodded, rushing upstairs. Sylar sat back down on the living room couch, alone with his thoughts.
'All I have to do is teach her to control it and then her powers are mine' his evil inner voice said, 'With that solar flare, I'd be unstoppable!'
He then felt a searing pain in his head, moving from temple to temple. He cried out, holding his temples.
'Do not manipulate her, Gabriel' his conscience thundered, sending searing shockwaves through his brain 'Anything you do to hurt her will be done back to you times three'
"Gabri?" he heard Amber call him from the stairwell "Gabri? Are you okay? I thought I heard you cry out"
"I...I'm fine" he managed to call back as he staggered up "Resume your packing"...
... Noah Bennett stood in the midst of the Edmonton International Airport, turning his cellular phone on. With a determined look on his face, he looked at his PDA for the location of Sylar's intended victim.
"Diana Walsh" he murmured to himself "10209, 82nd street...I better hurry"
With that, he quickly walked to the entrance doors to hail a cab, failing to notice his adopted daughter following him.
"He has the address" she said, with determination "I must follow him"
With that, she followed him out the doors and hailed the cab behind him...
... "Welcome to my humble home" Sylar joked, leading her into his apartment in Queens. "It's not much but it's served me well"
Amber walked around the spacious room, admiring the clocks on the walls and the massive amounts of books in his bookshelves.
"Great minds think alike" she joked, facing him with a small smile on her face "I was the biggest geek growing up. While other girls obsessed over the girly things, I was reading at a high school level in elementary and eventually developed a knack for gadgets and electronics"
"Before my gift manifested, I was the son of a watch maker who was predominantly destined to become a watch maker myself" Sylar admitted, eyeing his small collection of clocks "It wasn't until Dr. Chandra Suresh helped me discovered my gift that I realized how special I truly am"
"So, when do we start training?" Amber asked eagerly, setting her bag and purse down before looking out the window. Sylar smiled, following her and eventually stood behind, wrapping his arms around her waist protectively.
He felt her power thrumming through her veins and became so uncontrollably aroused that he forced her to turn around and began kissing her lips harshly...devouring her. Amber barely had enough time to react before wrapping her arms around his neck and matching his intensity.
Sylar pulled away, breathing hard before backing her against a nearby wall...pressing in against her... as he lifted her leg and began another intense assault on her mouth. Caressing her thigh as he devoured her, he let his fingertips trail to her heated core.
A loud growl reverberated in his chest as he ripped her blouse open, revealing a black lacy push up bra that made his lust for her grow even more intense. Ripping himself away from her mouth, he let his lips trail down from her neck to her breasts as he pushed her up on the wall, using his hips as an anchor as her legs wrapped around his waist.
Using his mouth, he tugged the bra down, letting her breasts fall towards his mouth. He took in one nipple, swirling his tongue to make it into an erect, sensitive peak. He quickly latched onto the other nipple, growling as she ran her fingers through his dark hair. His hands cupped the rounded globes of her buttocks as he kissed and nibbled his way down to her navel...and back to her collarbone and throat.
Hearing her cry out in lust, he growled again, pulling away from the wall and carrying her to his bedroom before kicking the door shut...