In case you haven't noticed by now, O's mark the end of my Author Notes and the beginning of the chapter, as well as the end of the chapter. X's mark a bit of a break or slight change of P.O.V. I say slight because the actual P.O.V doesn't really change but the character it is viewing may.

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She was thrown into the cell, and told that she'd be dealt with the next morning. Rei frowned to herself, leaning against the cold cement wall and placing her thick black rimmed glasses back on her tiny nose. Things were not going her way, and now that she finally had the time to think about all that had happened to her in the past two days it was becoming less and less believable.

Rei remembered how cold her army cot had been on that particular day, about the same as the one she had in this cell. The cot in her adoptive home however, had at least been familiar. She sighed, drifting further down the wall and hugging her knees once she reached the bottom. The thick panel of glass on the opposite wall was obviously a two way mirror of some sort. She couldn't quite see outside, but had a feeling anyone could see in.

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Hiro was in the parking lot now, a few cuts and bruises accompanied by a black eye were now new features on his puffy face. The guards had not been gentle. He sulked, glasses slipping down his nose as his head hung. He'd let her down, given an innocent child away to a mad man to be tortured and used. Hiro Nakamura had failed, as a hero.

A Silver Infinity pulled into the parking lot, headlights temporarily blinding Hiro. The thought 'that anyone around this place at this time of night was obviously up to no good and could be dangerous' occurred to him. So, Hiro dived for cover and landed in the nearest decorative shrub.

The shrub was not merciful as it added to his scratch collection and continued to scrape at his flesh as he shifted positions. Hiro could now see a dark figure getting out of the car, he saw him walk up to the door, catch a bit of light from a nearby lamp post, and noticed the familiar sadistic smirk. The small Japanese man gasped. And knew he had to get back into the building pronto.

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Sylar couldn't help but feel excited as he stepped into the elevator and the long slow climb to the top floor started. There was a feeling in the air, accomplishment and something else. Call it a premonition but Sylar had an odd feeling he was about to find out something he wasn't expecting. This was of course to be expected, seeing as he was now a proud walking lie detector, excited to not just get answers, but to also watch his so called father squirm around in Sylar induced agony. Another grin spread across his face and the elevator door dinged open.

He stepped out of the dully wallpapered metal box and proceeded into the office. Arthur Petrelli sat at his desk and was reading a file of some sort when the elevator opened. He hadn't been expecting Sylar, obviously. And that's part of what made this moment so enjoyable. There was a slightly stunned look on his face, as the grey haired man gazed up at Sylar through the top f his reading glasses. Arthur than quickly stood, regaining his composure and smiled. He seemed so sure of himself. For now.

Sylar laughed, smiling back and stepping closer to his 'father'.

"Hello, Dad." Sylar emphasized the word and watched Arthur flinch slightly at the mention of his 'title'. The older man then spread his arms.

"Hello, my son. And what brings you to me this fine night?" Sylar paused for a moment. Taking the time to absorb the image of his father, arms spread, hug offered. Sylar smirked and raised his hand. Tapping into one of his many abilities and sending Arthur flying into the wall behind his desk.

"Let's cut to the chase shall we?" Sylar smirked as Arthur tried to hide the fear in his eyes. "Arthur Petrelli? Are you really my Father?" Arthur opened his mouth to answer, but Sylar quickly applied invisible pressure to his neck. "I'm warning you, I can tell when you lie. And if you do." His grip tightened again and Arthur let out a choked gasp. "There will be hell to pay." The elder Petrelli caught his breath after Sylar had let go. And he regained his composure, looked Sylar dead in the eye and replied.

"Yes."

The slight tickle that slid up Sylar's spine and blurred his vision for a split second signaled that Arthur Petrelli was lying. And something in the back of his mind snapped. The realization of how he'd allowed such a stupid old man to take advantage of him made Sylar's blood boil.

"You're going to wish you didn't lie." Sylar's voice was bone chilling, threatening.

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Hiro wobbled down the hall. The janitors uniform he'd stolen was clearly too big but it would have to do. He had to get to Rei. He had to, before Sylar either destroyed the building, or killed her for her abilities.

The guard had been stupid, allowing him access in order to mop the floors of the basement. Hiro had been told to continue past the prisoners, and head straight for the spill of whatever he'd made up. Hiro stopped. A large glass window looked into a room with concrete walls. In the corner, curled up into a ball was Rei, as helpless looking as ever. Hiro frowned and tapped on the glass. The small girl inside jumped. She could just barely make out Hiro's form through the almost one way mirror. Rei jumped up and ran over to him, pressing her tiny hands against the glass.

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Sylar grinned, gazing down at his so called father's bloody corpse.

"He shouldn't have lied." It was then that the file on Arthur's desk caught his eye. Sylar sat in the desk and flipped though it. "What have you been reading Arthur?" He asked the corpse and looked down at the first page. It was a person's file, perhaps another interesting power for him to acquire?

Name: Reivianna Clarice Gray

Age: 7

Birthday: June, 11th 2012

Abilities: Unknown

Sylar arched a dark brow. This girl was not to be born for another three years. Not to mention, she shared the same last name as him. Various confused thoughts running through his head Sylar went to read on, but an alarm sounded. Lights flashed red and he took it as his cue to exit. Sylar shoved the file into his back pocket and clicked the down button on the elevator's panel.

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Hiro didn't quite know how it had happened; he'd been turned around, looking for something to break the glass with when it shattered. The thick bullet proof glass just blew up into thousands of tiny pieces. A shy little girl standing in the center of the cell took her black rimmed glasses off and smiled slightly at Hiro before stepping out through the new hole. She then headed towards the elevator on the opposite end of the hall, a still stunned Hiro following after her.

"How did you?" He stepped into the elevator, mouth still a gap. Rei just shrugged, and rubbed her right arm. The door closed. Hiro notice the steady trickle of blood traveling down Rei's arm and gasped. The glass must have cut her.

"Rei, you're bleeding!" The girl bit her lip softly and gazed up at him as she was backed into the corner of the elevator by her friend's seemingly giant concerned form.

Hiro sighed, it wasn't that bad, he would buy her a bandage once they were out. It was then that he noticed two things.

ONE: They had triggered an alarm when the window had broken.

TWO: No one had hit a button when they'd gotten into the elevator and it was unaware of the fact they were in it. The metal box was at the top floor. Arthur Petrelli's office.

This was not going to be good.

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Rei was still positioned between one of the elevator's wall's and Hiro. He loomed over her, blocking her view of anything beyond. She heard to door open, and someone get in. And wondered why they weren't getting out. Glasses still in hand she peaked out from behind Hiro.

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Sylar had stepped into the elevator, which was a considerable size. He was currently in deep thought and hadn't notice Hiro standing there until after he'd hit the 'Ground Floor' button and the door had closed. The sudden realization made Sylar jump, but when time didn't stop after a few seconds of staring the small Japanese man in the eyes, he knew something was up. And that Hiro was lacking his power.

"What are you hiding?" Sylar raised an eyebrow and noted how Hiro seemed to inflate even more, and spread his arms wide. "And why are you here Hir-". He cut himself off. A small dark haired girl had poked her head out from behind Hiro, and Sylar tilted his head slightly, noting something familiar about her. Hiro was quickly pushed out of the way by telekenisis.

Sylar found himself looking down with his dark brown eyes into another pair of identical ones. The girl gazed up at him, clearly as confused as he was. She blinked a few times. Noticing that he was covered in blood and he noticed the steady trickle of red traveling down her arm. Rei then placed her thick black rimmed glasses on her face and reached out her hand towards a stunned Sylar.

"Hello, I'm Rei Gray. What's your name?" Her voice was soft and Hiro's jaw dropped for a second time that day. Not only was he now afraid for her life, he'd never heard her speak to anyone. Not even him.

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Time travel is a dangerous thing no? Well, again, I hope you are enjoying the story thus far and will continue to read and review. The next chapter will probably not be up until Saturday night/ Sunday morning due to the fact I have 3 tests to study for and a nice pile of homework that needs attention. Have a happy, Err...week. :)