A/N: Thank you all so much for reading, and reviewing this story. Sorry I haven't updated, but here it is! Enjoy!
Chapter Three:
"Alright. Well I should be going…" Jake says, shoving his hands in his pockets. We had such an amazing day looking through the book, and practicing my powers.
"Have a safe drive back. Watch out." I warn him, crossing my arms.
"Hey, we never talked about what happened today." He says. He stares at me with a fiery intensity.
"There's not much to talk about." I say quietly.
"Yes there is, you just don't want to tell me." He says, inching closer to me.
"It was scary. He was so…creepy. He said I was the only one he couldn't kill. He also said that he needed my power. I have a feeling that's not the last time I will see him." I say, staring at the floor.
"I'm sorry. I wish I was able to protect you. I'm just ordinary. I can't shoot lasers out of my eyes or anything." He says, looking down. I feel bad. It must be hard to be so 'helpless' when people around you have extra powers.
"Hey, I like you just the way you are. I like that you don't have a weird abnormity. It makes you who you are. It makes me feel more normal." I tell him. He looks up at me and smiles softly.
"Thanks. Well, goodnight, I'll text you in the morning." He says. He leans in, and hugs me. I wrap my arms around his strong build. This hug is warm, and safe. I breathe in his cologne. We break apart, and he walks down the icy steps cautiously.
I close the door and start getting ready for bed. I walk into the cold bathroom, and begin washing my face. Today went well. Now I just have to find the others, but I don't know where to start.
I hear a tapping at the window. I look over and see Sylar staring at me with an evil grin on his face. I blink, and I'm staring at his face still. So it's not a hallucination. How is he doing that? I'm on the second story!
The ice armor is back, and this time, it covers my legs, and arms. I walk over to the window.
"Go away! Why are you even here?" I say, my tone fierce.
"I need to talk to you. I can't kill you, we've already established that, so there's no harm." He says. I roll my eyes and open the window. He glides in easily.
"I need your help." He says. His brown eyes stare at me with such intensity, I have to look away.
"With what?" I ask.
"Your power is very strong, I need you to break into a secret hideout for me." He explains.
"A secret hideout? Why can't you do it yourself? You are the powerful and deadly Sylar after all." I remark. Shock flickers in his eyes.
"How do you know that name? I introduced myself as Gabriel…" He trails off. Crap. I can't let him know my dad told me. That might get him killed.
"I researched you. I found out about all the people you killed. It came up as Sylar, so I put the two and two together." I say. He studies my face, not sure if he believes me.
"Whatever, it doesn't matter. I need your help because this secret hideout is under twenty feet of ice. And seeing as how you're the Ice Queen…." He says, smiling.
"Fine. Where is this secret hideout?" I ask.
"In Antarctica." He smirks.
"Are you kidding me?! I have school on Monday! I can't just pack up and go to Antarctica!" I say, my voice gaining some volume. He places his hands on my ice-covered shoulders.
"It will take us two seconds to get there. I can fly, so we will be there and back in the blink of an eye." He says. I can see that there's something important in this ice hideout. He's so eager to get there. Maybe if I help him, he'll leave us alone.
"Okay. But if I'm not back by tomorrow, we are going to have some serious problems." I say. He chuckles. He wraps his arm around my torso and recoils.
"Do you mind not being an ice sculpture on this voyage? You're kind of too cold for my liking." He says. I glare at him. I take deep breaths, and focus on calming down. The ice disappears form my upper body.
"There. Happy?" I mock. He shakes his head smiling, and wraps his arm around me again. He hugs me close. I feel uncomfortable, but I wrap my arms around him anyway.
We soar out the window, and into the dark chilly night. I feel better now that we're outside, in fresh air. The snow-covered trees whizz by below us.
"How are you?" He asks loudly, over the wind.
"I'm fine. Are you cold?" I ask.
"Yes. Holding you doesn't help." He says, smirking.
"You're free to drop me now, I won't die, I promise." I remark.
"Not happening. You're too valuable." He says, staring into my eyes dreamily.
"Doubt that." I say, looking down. We begin to get closer to the snow-covered ground. This isn't Antarctica…
"Where are we?" I ask.
"New York." He smiles. I shoot him a confused look.
"Why are we in New York? I thought we were going to Antarctica…" I narrow my eyes at him.
"Pit stop." He says, and suddenly knocks me backwards with his power. I smash my head on a frozen rock. I hear the deafening crack of my neck snapping. Everything goes black.
Sylar's POV
I hear the loud crack of her neck snapping in two. I smile, satisfied. That young, naïve girl…Didn't her father ever teach her about stranger danger? I'm about to take off, when something catches my eye. I look closer at her twisted form. White frost begins to cover her body. It's as if it's growing on her. I walk closer. Soon her whole body is covered in a thick blanket of icy crystals. She doesn't appear to be conscience…
"Gabby?" I ask. Nothing.
"Get away from her, Sylar." I hear a familiar voice threaten.
"Just who I wanted to see. I haven't talked to you in- like a couple weeks. How are you doing?" I fake enthusiasm.
"Stop playing games." Peter says, an angry expression on his face.
"What are you going to do? Stop me?" I laugh hysterically.
"No. But she will." He nods towards Gabrielle.
"Isn't funny that the only person on this earth that can stop me has the same name as me? Or rather the female version...So poetic." I sigh.
"Well, I must be going…" I say. Suddenly Peter and Gabby are gone. Damn it! He had that time traveler's gift! I look around franticly. No sign of them. I grind my teeth. He should've never done that…