That same night, Sylar took a shower and flopped down on his bed and was asleep within minutes.
The sun shone down on the island. The sky was blue and the water was a breathtaking aqua. For some reason, he ran down to the water, to find a tan-skinned, raven haired woman standing with her back turned to him, ankle deep in the water. She was wearing a flowing white silk sari-skirt and a white halter bikini top. She looked back at hum with her enormous sapphire eyes. His heart leapt, Persephone. She smiled at hum. He walked over to her. She flung her arms around his chest. She felt like she was really there. He wrapped his arms around her waist. When she leaned back, she pressed her crimson lips against his. The world seemed to melt away. He stroked her hair and smiled.
"I've been wanting to do that for a long time." She whispered.
Her face then became serious.
"Sylar, please control the Hunger. I don't want you to be a killer. Please, for me…"
He pulled her closer to him.
"Please…"
With that, he felt her sigh in his arms and she dissolved away, leaving only a faint shimmer. The island too, melted away and he was then standing on what looked like to be the top of a building in New York. He heard the crackling of electricity coming from behind him and whipped around. It was the picture from Mohinder's apartment of Persephone being tortured.
"SYLAR!" she screamed.
Tears were coming down from her eyes and blood was everywhere.
"SYLAR PLEASE! Please… help me…you said…you'd help me…."
He tried to run towards her, but found that she was moving away and that he couldn't run fast enough, like he was stuck in slow motion.
"NO! PERSEPHONE!" he tried to shout, but it only came out in a whisper.
"NO…no, no,no…" was all he could say.
He was then running through blackness. Then he saw her standing with her back to him.
"Persephone!" he said
But then, when he got to her, he saw a black-hooded figure standing in front of her and heard her gasp. The figure had drove a silver knife into her heart and yanked it out.
"NO!" he yelled.
She spun to face him, staggering and collapsed into his arms.
"Persephone…"he whispered.
Her eyes focused on his and she spoke.
"I…love you….Sylar.."
Sylar found that tears were streaming down his face.
"Persephone…I….I love you too. Please …don't die."
He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. He saw her smile slightly and then her eyes closed and he felt her exhale her last breath.
"No, no, no…"
He held her close to her tightly. Then, everything faded, and then there was nothing.