Note: Okay, I'm not a fan of notes but I just wanted to say that this is where they story kinda breaks from the series. It kinda goes back and fourth from this point, just a heads up I guess. Plus, this was just a really fun chapter to write. Comment please, and thank you all for reading!
We drove in silence as Sylar's anger seemed to eat at him. I looked at him, thinking of what I should do. I mean, I could let him fester, but after that dream I didn't really want him to. He seemed to notice me looking and glanced at me. "What is up with you?" He asked. I blinked some, tilting my head. "You've been acting...Different." He said looking at me. I bit my lip some. "How bad is it?" I asked, changing the subject. I believe he is going to be the last one to know about that particular dream.
He sighed and looked back to the road. "My father sold me and then killed my mother all at that shop." He said. I winced some, remembering how he had a break-down and left Luke there. "I'm sorry." I said sincerely. He stopped the car and pulled it over to the side. He then turned to me. "That's what I'm talking about!" He said. I gave him a confused look. "You've been acting as if you cared about me. Sure, I wasn't going to say anything about it but it's kinda starting to freak me out." I just looked at him. "What? Am I not allowed to feel bad for you?" I asked. He laughed some. "No. Not you." He gave me a last looked then turned back and started the car, going on down the road.
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"I forgot how awesome it is being on the road with you." I muttered as I closed the door and looked around at the crap motel we were going to stay at. "Only the best." He said and walked into the lobby. I followed behind him, sighing some. "I'd like a room please." He said. I stayed back some, looking around at the room. I glared some. "For how long?" I shifted and turned into a king cobra, slithering past Sylar. I slid under the desk and bite the guy. He cried out and fell to the floor, writing. I then turned into a wolf and snapped at his throat, killing him. I turned back into a human and cracked my knuckles, going over to the computer.
"That was most unnecessary. I have money this time." Sylar said sighing. I typed and opened up files, pointing at a poster on the wall. It was a picture of him. Then I pointed to the camera and then went back to my work. "What are you doing?" He asked as he ripped off the poster and threw it away. "I told you awhile ago. I'm a hacker. And if my knowledge is correct, whoever is trying to get you as some damn deep connections. Most likly government. Which means-Aha!" I pulled up the video file and deleted the past ten minutes, plus turned it off. "Which means?" He asked. I smiled and looked up at him. "Which means every camera has a line that goes to whatever department is after you, including this one." I said, nodding to the now off camera.
He smiled, looking at me. "I thought you'd be useful sometime." I rolled my eyes and jumped over the counter with cat like agility and we walked out and headed for a random room. Sylar went to move the door with his mind but I held onto his wrist stopping him. "Let's use our heads shall we?" I said and transformed into a spider, going under the door and transforming back and unlocking it. I opened it and winked as he just rolled his eyes and went past me. I went to close the door but stopped, looking out to the deserted land across the road. "What's up?" Sylar asked. I turned to look at him to see took off his jacket. I looked back and sighed some. "Nothing I guess."
*Someone's POV*
I smiled as she shut the door. I walked from the lobby and put my hands in my pocket whistling, going down the row of doors and stopping at the one they stayed in. I leaned against the wall by the door, baiting my time. "Who do you think is after you?" She asked. "Heh. Everyone." He replayed. He was right about that one. "Wait. They captured Luke as well...And one of those cops said 'He's not like the others'." I smiled some, liking how easily she could connect things. "So?" He asked. "So, they aren't just after you. They are after everyone with powers..." I nodded some. "Well that makes-" He stopped mid-sentence and stood. I gritted my teeth, remembering he had a shit ton of abilities, ones that could compromise me. I walked into a poles shadow and sighed some.
*Normal POV*
I woke up with the sun shining in my face.I sat up and rubbed my eyes and sighing. "No nightmares?" I looked up and saw Sylar sitting in a chair looking at me. "Shit dude, did you not go to sleep?" I asked, getting out of the bed and cracking my neck. "No." I looked at him to see him glaring into space. "What's wrong?" I asked. he glanced at me and got up, grabbing his jacket. "Come on. " He said and walked to the door. I walked behind him as he opened the door and walked out.
"What's wro-" I bumped into him as he stopped dead with his arm out. "So it would seem you're not as dumb as you look." A voice said. I put my hands on Sylar's out stretched arm and looked over. "Jinx, get inside now." Sylar growled. "Is this why you've been so uptight?" I asked. He glared down at me, showing me how serious he was. "Get inside now." He growled. I looked over at the guy then back to Sylar.
As I stepped back and turned around, the guy was standing right there with a smile. Sylar picked me up around me waist and turned, putting me behind him once he turned around again. "For a criminal with ultimate power, you seem awfully protective." The guy said. "I knew someone was watching us." he muttered. "Who are you?" He asked. I looked over at the man. He was tall with odd white hair and pricing green eyes. He only had a leather jacket on that was open showing his pale, muscular upper body. He wore black pants and black shoes. He bowed, looking up at me.
"I go by many names. My given name is Atticus. The name people give me is Shadow. The name the people that are after you as well as I have given me Silent Blood." He said, standing up straight. I stared at the man, thinking about something. "Why are you after us?" I asked. Sylar glared back at me. "Us? My dear child, you have it wrong." Sylar growled, standing directly in front of me. I stood behind him in shock. "Why?" Sylar asked.
"For reasons you need not know." Atticus said. My mind was racing, my body frozen. "You." Anger boiled in my word. Sylar looked back at me. My head was down, fists and arms shaking. I looked up, showing them I was about to lose control. "You killed my parents!" I yelled out, drawing back my lips to show sharp fangs. "Damnit." Sylar growled, thinking up of something. "Ah! Such a smart child." I began to inhale deeply, the shift beginning to take place.
The next moments seemed like a blur. Sylar threw his arm out, sending the guy into our room and through the window, getting out of our view. He then grabbed me by the waist and carried me under his arm to the car, throwing me in and getting in his self. As he pulled out of the lot and speed off down the road, I sat in the seat hunched over and breathing hard as anger and pain flew through me. "Jinx! You need to relax!" Sylar said. Tears ran down my face as I let the pain of my parents death take it's toll. "He killed them!" I said, holding onto my head. My mind began to go fuzzy as the dragon began to take over.
I was too busy haveing my break down to notice Sylar pulling the car over and stopping it. "Jinx! Calm down or you'll kill us both!" he ordered. I gritted my fangs as I began blacking out. "I can't. I can't!" I yelled as hot tears ran down my face. Next thing I know Sylar is grabbing onto my chin and pulling my face to him. He crashed his lips onto mine, kissing me hard.
Raw emotion swam through me. All the anger, pain and sorrow that was once there, was replaced with passion as he kissed me. I couldn't explain it even if I tried. All I knew is that I needed his touch. Needed to feel his body against mine. Needed him.
I leaned into the kiss, tangling my hands into his long hair. He pushed me back against the door, hovering above me and kissing me with passion I knew he always held just for me. Our mouths were moving at the same time, synced with one another. His body was curved to mine and I was able to feel his muscles that ran along my body. He had one arm holding his up whilst the other was on the side of my head, keeping my face to his. As if I could stop even if I wanted to.
Once his tongue entered my mouth, my mind just seemed to melt. I held him closer as he turned his head to get better access. He moved his hand from the side of my head and slide it slowly down the side of my body, as if trying to memorize every crave. I slide one of my hands from his head and down his arm, holding onto his hand. he turned it around and intertwined our fingers, causing shock waves of heat through my body.
Our tounges danced and mingled with one another as if performing a dance practiced a thoushand times before. I couldn't tell you how long all of this lasted, but soon the passion that was once anger began to ease and soon we slowed down. We both pulled back, breathing hard and looking at each other. I couldn't help but notice how soft his eyes looked at me or how at ease his face was.
I couldn't help but notice how easy it was to be held by him or how my lips craved his.
If this was the only way to calm me down from letting the animal take control then I must never lose control ever again, or I fear things might go farther then I would like them to ever go.