Nathan was thrown back into glass doors as glass shattered everywhere. He moaned and slowly tried to get up, wiping the cuts and bruises that he had all over his face. Knowing that he had made a big mistake coming here all alone, Nathan got his feet and attempted to fly away. Sylar merely cackled and thrust a high voltage of electricity at the helpless man. Nathan screamed and fell once again. He was going to die.

"You aren't alone are you?", Sylar asked Nathan with a quizzical expression on his face. "That was a lie. Lie-detecting; I got that from an innocent office worker, named Sue Landers." Sylar electrocuted Nathan yet again. As Nathan squirmed in midair, he continued speaking, "You lied. You're not alone. Some one's coming, aren't they? Who is it? Bennet? Mamma Petrelli? Peter?"

"Why? You scared that they'll take you down?" Nathan mocked Sylar, as he gasped for breath.

"Scared?" Sylar asked with a disbelieving expression, as if it Nathan had suggested the most absurd thing in the world. "Of course not! I could wipe out their existence with a mere thought. However, I do NOT like surprises. Never did. I like knowing about it before I get a treat. And what a treat it will be, I've always wanted to see the future." Sylar chuckled with joy, "If Peter shows up, I'll have some fun with him, you know. Maybe I'll let him copy one of my powers. Who knows? Have a more exciting fight. You know? Have a more challenging fight"

"Nathan…", Sylar called with his raspy voice. "I am going to kill your friends in front of you. Or maybe I'll kill you in front of them. I haven't decided yet", Sylar thought to himself as he considered his options.

Nathan knew there was no use fighting anymore. He was going to die and Sylar would win. What would his mother think? What about Peter? He had warned him after all about taking on Sylar alone. Nathan had thought that with one move he could be the hero. He had thought that with one move alone, he would be the savior of the world, therefore redeeming himself for turning on his own kind.

"Hehehehe", Nathan began to chuckle.

"Why are you laughing?" Sylar asked with annoyance. But Nathan continued to laugh to himself. "I said, why are you laughing?" Sylar screamed; there was a hint of worry in his voice. Nathan began laugh louder, and louder.

"Let's see you laugh now!" Sylar spat. He held out both of his arms and with all the energy in him, he released bolts of lightning with extremely high voltage. Nathan was thrown back into the wall and fell to the ground, but he whimpered for a few seconds, but then resumed laughing. A little later, he was cackling as if he had just witnessed the funniest thing in the world.

"Stop it! STOP IT! I SAID ST-" Sylar screamed, but was suddenly interrupted with a loud blast from behind him. Sylar was thrown off his feet, but immedietly recovered and got up. Triumphing over him stood Peter Petrelli, with an intense look of pure hate in his eyes. Next to him, holding onto his shoulder for support, stood Hiro Nakamura. He held what looked like a Japanese Samurai Sword. Sparking around both men was what looked like red lighting. Sylar smiled as Hiro screamed and attempted to slice him with his sword. Sylar easily stopped the sword in midair and with his other hand he sent a bolt of electricity at its blade.

Hiro whimpered as he fell back as he was electrocuted. Dark red blood began to seep from his nose as he lay helpless on the ground. There was some coming out of his ears too, as his vision began to blur. Peter had supercharged him while teleporting, but it still greatly affected his health. He slowly closed his eyes.

"HIRO!!!" Peter screamed as his comrade fell before his very eyes. Furiously Peter lunged toward Sylar.

He summoned the red lightning to his fists and attacked his foe with all his strength, unleashing his fury with each punch. Each time Peter's fist connected to Sylar's face, the red concussive energy from Ando's ability incapacitated Sylar, making his body to go limp. Peter took his now bleeding fist and thrust it into Sylar's mouth. Blood spurted all over his and Sylar's cloths. Sylar was now kneeling down catching his breath, as he regenerated. Why was this so easy?, Peter thought to himself. Sylar could have easily killed me by now, but what's he playing at?, Peter wondered angrily. But then something odd occurred that sparked his fury even more. Sylar began to chuckle. He was actually enjoying this? "Son-of-a-bitch, why are you laughing? Huh? Shut the fuck up!" Peter screamed as he launched his foot at Sylar's throat.

Sylar gagged for a moment and then began chuckling then grabbed Sylar by the collar and lifted him up. He raised his fist preparing to punch again. He thrust his fist toward the blood covered face of his enemy but was suddenly stopped by an invisible force. Sylar was now staring into his eyes with a smirk on his face.

Suddenly, Peter was thrown back telekinetically. Sylar now had Peter pinned to the wall by neck. "Did you enjoy that?", Sylar asked. "Did you really think that that would kill me? Did you really think that feeble hand combat would kill me?"

Sylar chuckled and tossed Peter's body across the room. Peter whimpered as he heard a quiet crack from his right leg signaling that it might have fractured. Sylar then lifted Peter telekinetically and put him against the wall. "Ahhh, you sick bastard…", Peter groaned with pain.

"I was merely seeing what you'd do. Seeing if you were even strong enough to kill me. You're not. And now I'm gonna kill you." Sylar stated.

Sylar then raised his right arm and pointed his index finger at Peter's skull. Suddenly as a proceeded to scalp him, Sylar was grabbed by the neck and dragged off of his feet. Peter, now on the ground whimpering with the pain in his leg, watched as his brother took Sylar and flew him across the room. There was a violent thud as they both crashed into the wall. Nathan being the first to get up, kicked Sylar face. Sylar was now struggling to get up, clearly still stunned by what had just happened. Nathan took advantage of this and suddenly pulled out a revolver from the back of his pants. He kneeled over Sylar's back and quickly put the muzzle to the back of his head. However, just before he could fire, he was thrown back yet again. This time Nathan crashed into a stone pillar in the corner of the room. Nathan groaned and spat blood as he squirmed on the floor. He could feel a sharp pain in his collar bone as he stood up. Sylar stood ten feet away from him staring at him, now with a new look of hunger in his eyes. Nathan knew what was going to happen next. He knew this was going to happen. Sylar used his telekinesis and pushed Nathan against the stone pillar, into which he had just crashed. "Ahhhh!", Nathan bellowed as he felt a severe pain in his spine as it grinded against the pillar."

What came next was beyond how painful, Nathan ever would have imagined. Nathan screamed with agony as Sylar began to scalp him with telekinesis. "Flight…every little boy's dream, huh?" Sylar muttered under his breath.

Peter who had been watching petrified stared with horror as Sylar proceeded to kill his brother. He watched Nathan scream as the invisible force shred through his flesh and carve into his skull. He couldn't let this happen. He then did the only thing that he could think of. He tooked advantage of Sylar's distraction and limped towards him as fast as he could.

Just as Nathan's screaming reached its peak, Peter tackled Sylar to the floor. They got up at approximately the same time. Sylar began to raise his hand to Peter's throat, but this time Peter was faster. As Peter summoned Ando's ability, red lightning began to spark all around this right arm. He quickly did his best to super charge his core ability, and formed a tight grip onto Sylar's arm. Peter activated his ability while the red lighting began to amplify it. The sensation was unlike anything that Peter had ever felt before. The usually golden light that Peter's fingers let off, was now a lot brighter, but this time, it was silver. His skin tingled violently and his head began to ache. Peter knew his plan was working, for he could almost feel Sylar's soul being transferred into his body. Sylar must have realized this, because he began to scream with fear, "No, no, no, no, no… please, no d-don't do this! Please! Not this way! Nooo!" His body now began to shake and his eyes rolled up, as if he was experiencing a severe seizure.

Each time Sylar attempted to pull away, it became harder to do so. It was as if there was a data cable connecting the two. And Peter was the machine who was now taking all of the data from the Sylar. And no matter how hard Sylar tried, the cable was too strong for him.

Each ability that Sylar possessed was now being absorbed by Peter. As Sylar grew weaker, he grew stronger. Peter now began to notice blue sparks among the red that surrounded both Sylar and himself. He could no longer feel the pain in his right leg anymore. Suddenly Peter's arm began to shake violently and then suddenly it stopped. The intensity in the atmosphere began to decline. And then everything stopped. Peter looked around with wonder. The red sparks form Ando's ability was gone. There were no more bright lights. There was no sound. There was no movement. Peter then turned around to find Gabriel Gray who was now sitting leaning against the wall looking at is hands. "What've you done, Peter? Look what you've done!" he screamed.

Well that's pretty much the epic fight. But the fight is not over! Not yet! I think it would be better to include the final part in the next chapter. So Stay tuned. Thank you SkyHighFan and Johncorn for leaving your reviews. They were much appreciated. Stay tuned for the best part of the fight!