Peter stumbled out of the bathroom gagging, holding his stomach. I lied on the bed, trembling while staring at the ceiling. Peter let himself fall to the floor, then propped himself up against the end of the bed. From all of the freaking out I had done, my body morphed back to its original state. I let my head fall to the side to see if I could get a glimpse of Peter. I could see the top of the back of his head. His hair had returned to its long, normal, dark brown and I'd assumed that the rest of his body returned to normal as well. I took a deep breath.
"There's no way to escape him," I said, more to myself than to Peter. "He's going to kill us, and when he kills us, he'll take our powers, and when he takes our powers…taking everyone else's would be easier than tying his shoes. And he can tie his shoes with out touching them, I bet."
Just then, Peter's phone rang. He sat still for a few seconds as if he hadn't heard it, and then finally put it up to his ear.
"He got Isaac," he said into the phone. "He got into October's room and killed him in the bathtub."
He waited as the person on the other line talked.
"She's here," Peter said. "She's okay-"
Just then it seemed like Peter threw the phone across the room.
"Peter," I said and sniffed from crying. "Are you okay?"
"He's here," he said and quickly stood up. As he got to his feet, I sat up and the door of the closet next to the bathroom, opened. Sylar appeared in the door with blood smeared on his face and hands. I started to cry harder. Peter looked at Sylar, then at me, then back at Sylar.
"I thought you might have wanted to see Isaac one last time," Sylar said sarcastically. "I thought the painting was a nice touch."
Peter swore at him and came to sit down next to me on the bed. He put his arms around me to comfort me and I dug my face into his chest as I cried.
"You will never hurt my family or friends…or anyone else again," he said and Sylar lunged at us. Peter put his hand out and Sylar froze as if some force Peter possessed was holding him back. Then the thought came to me; that Peter had absorbed Sylar's telekinesis when he first came across him in Texas. Sylar flipped over and landed on the floor. Peter got off the bed and walked over to him. Sylar rolled over on his back and got Peter to fly into the ceiling and come crashing down onto the floor. Sylar stood up and Peter flung Sylar into the shades that covered the window. The glass broke and we heard him screaming. A few minutes later the screaming stopped like we all of a sudden went deaf. Peter and I looked at each other then ran to the window. We both looked out and saw Sylar, lying on the pavement seven stories below us.
This will be all I say about my story. Sylar was presumed dead. At least until a few months later when there was a similar murder to the ones he had committed. We haven't been visited by him again, but I'm sure this won't be the last time we see him.
I'm pretty sure this is the last chapter. I hope you liked it and I thank those of you who have read all my chapters and left reviews. Please leave more and tell me how you liked it. Watch the new episode of Heroes tomorrow at 9pm on NBC. BTW: Does anyone know if it's true that there will only 5 more chapters of Heroes?! Please let me know:(