"Sylar?"
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"Elle, what's wrong?"
No one in my whole life had looked at me with so much terror (besides ma when I dared to stray from her path) as she did in that moment when everything was going in slow motion, her ripping her arms away from me, screaming out 'Sylar' like that name was acid rain coming from her lips.
While all this was coming in to play, besides bracing myself against the blue lighting that was getting ready to fry me alive (by the hand of the woman I was just comforting, just loving), I was in the middle of a debate within myself about the fact that I had Sylar's face but still was Nathan but within myself.
(and the bad thing is that Sylar's winning hands down, but that doesn't mean that I won't fight back)
"It's been you this entire time! My god, this is low even for you making me fall for Nathan and then taking it all away in a matter of seconds, how could you?!"
The tears that had filled her eyes before turned from tears of sadness to ones of rage that were sparking as they fell into her open palms that were all but ready to reach out and touch me, cause me more pain then I've experienced in my life and from the look in her eyes she'll be glad to do just that.
"Elle! I'm still Nathan, I am! It's a trick all a trick, I may look like him but I'm not him!"
'well, as far as you know president, we're both here now but I was the first to make it to the outside. It's a good thing too, I have a much better looking face then you ever did, oh, say hello to El for me it's been ages since I've seen her.'
'No! You son of a bitch, no!'
'Oh yes, Nathan, yes, it's just a matter of time before your gone altogether and it's just me and El left, and we get to start our dance all over again.'
"No!"
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The whole thing didn't take long to start falling apart at all, her fists filled to the brim with blue slamming into every part of me and killing me over and over again for each lie that she believes I told her.
(lies that she had no idea that was nothing but the mushy love filled truth, well to me if I am still that)
Instead of her killing me once and for all time, which if I were one-hundred present truly Nathan I would have been KFC the very first time she tried, I came back each time her finger tips ripped away at me.
"E-Elle, please stop, I'm not him."
"Liar, I can't believe a single word you say, Sylar. If you were the man I loved, thought I loved, you would be dead after one single blow and the face before me would be his and not the face of an enemy."
Before I could get any more words out, 'I'm not him, I'm Nathan' being one of them which I don't quite believe myself, her strongest blow sent me flying, burning away every part of me until all that I was, was ash then like before I was whole once again.
The fact that I kept doing this, coming back to life even if I didn't want to, didn't help me prove that I was still Nathan who had only one life to give, who had already given it months ago, but how in the hell would I know this when I, Nathan, was alive and well in every form but the outside?
"Goodbye Sylar, watch your back one day I'll be there to watch you finally die once and for all time. Just like you watched me die, watched your baby die."
"Elle!"
(all that was left was blackness and the want for someone that wants you to die a slow death)
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Even before I woke, only to find that after all of the screaming and smoking finger tips I was once again Nathan on both the inside and outside, I knew that she was long gone and in her arms would be the little baby boy that I had long ago identified as my own (the first step in figuring that I'm not me and have not been for ages) and now two holes were being made deep in my heart.
(that heart that might belong to the man that tried to put a end to the two I now love more then myself, or should I say more then Sylar?)
But for the first time in our history, each filled with a good amount of blood staining our own and other's hands (mine might be colored the deepest red known to man), the only innocent one, who had the misfortune of being in this messed up family, wasn't there to watch as mommy ripped to pieces the man he had just began to call 'daddy'.
"Nathan? Are you okay? Your covered in blood, did Elle do this to you?"
The moment he came in, his face no longer the one that I so long ago loved above all the rest (that face now replaced with the girl that left behind burned clothes and skin) but the face of a enemy who's fist had collided with my face many, many times, it all came swirling back in each blood drenched memory that they had taken away from me.
"My name's not Nathan! My name is SYLAR!"
With the flick of a finger he was out the window and I finally got the chance to test out his stolen powers, mine that he had drained away in the last moments of the epic battle that had only one casualty, Nathan, the one who I had been body and soul all these months but it was so very delicious to finally have each power back in neat little rows, to finally be me again.
"Luckily I'm not your brother (once-upon-a-time that almost came true), Pete. Now with you out of the way, as always for only a short time, I'm off to fetch my bride-to-be and my son, they won't get very far."
I'm back.