"Now, be good whilst I clean up and eat." He said, winking and walking out. I coughed some, letting the blood fall down my face and in my hair. My head throbbed from the bruises, cuts and the blood rushing to it. I was in a upside down T position, chains hanging from the ceiling, my feet shackled together. Chains on opposite walls and my arms chalked to them. Boy, did I feel sick.

I spit out some blood, looking back and fourth. The door wasn't locked and I didn't see any cameras. Good. Cocky asshole is about to get a taste of his own medicine.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the dragon. I inhaled letting the fury I held in for the beating roll through me. Blind, red hot fury ate through me. Swam through my veins. I gritted my teeth and opened my eyes, focusing the fury to my legs where the shackles were. I smiled as the chains became orange, then red. With a last blast of anger, the shackles over heated and broke, letting me land, arms still shackled. I smiled, standing up and putting my head back.

I was able to cast my hands into black flames, the chains breaking and setting me free. I looked down at my hands that were engulfed in black flames. "I was always better with the hands then the feet." I said, releasing the flames and walking to the door. I opened, only to freeze.

There stood Gordy, waiting for me with a smile. "You are faster then the last transformer I captured, oh so long ago. " He sighed some, violence in those blue eyes of his. Ah shit.

His eyes changed and became grey. "Give me your hand." he said, his voice echoing in my mind. I gritting my teeth as my arm did as was told. He grabbed my arm once it was up, he grabbed onto my wrist, twisting it. I clenched my teeth, not letting him have the satisfaction of hearing my scream of pain. "I broke her. The last transformer. She was a lot like you. Strong. Beautiful. Naive." He twisted it more until I heard a snap. I whimpered, falling to the ground. "You'll break soon. Then. I can throw you away."

*Sylar's POV*

I stopped the car on the side of the road, slamming my fists on the wheel. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find a sign of Gordy or Jinx. It's already been three days, and I'm not sure how much longer she will last. I should have killed him when I had the chance at level 5.

I put my hands over my eyes, tired and thinking of what to do next. "Well aren't you pathetic?" I froze, keeping my hands over my eyes a bit. Slowly, I dropped my hands and looked in the passenger seat to see some guy. He was tall and big. Cropped black hair, pointed, white teeth and black eyes that looked all to familiar. "Who are you?" I asked. The man grunted some. "Not suppose to say." I gave him a confused look. "Hey! We don't have time for this! You need to find Katharine!" My eyes went wide, then I put my back to the door, putting my hand up. He laughed. "Those tricks don't work on ghosts boy." I just stared at him as I lowered my hand. "What's going on?" I asked.

"I don't like you. Not one bit. " He said, glaring at me like a ferial animal. "But my Kat is in trouble and you seem to be the only choice I have." I blinked some, then put the back of my head against the window. "I need sleep." I said. "The hell you do! Listen kid. They allowed me here for only a bit, so you better get to it." I picked my head up and looked at him. "Fine. Fine! What? What the hell do you want me to do?!" I yelled, frustrated at the absolute nonsense all of this was. He smiled, inhaling. "You just follow the light."

* * *

I jumped up, looking around. I ran my hand through my hair. I sighed, getting the dream outta my head. As I turned the car on I looked out of the windshield, freezing. "You have got to be shitting me." I said, turning the car off and getting out. I looked over the hood, smiling. "Follow the light…" I laughed, slamming my hand on the roof. "Sure. Why not!?"

* Eric's POV*

I pulled on a pair of pants as I left my little playhouse. I smiled, wiping the blood off of my mouth, walking in through the glass door to my kitchen. I walked over to the sink wiping my hands of the blood and juices on them. God, she tasted sweeter then the last transformer I had. Plus she was a lot stronger then I expected. No matter. She was almost broken. I could taste her allegiance, her absolute surrender on it's way. Just one more visit should be the last.

The moment I saw her with Sylar, I couldn't help it. Not only was she perfect, everything I look for in a young girl, but I took her right under the most famous, and dangerous man's nose. Just made the victory all the more sweeter.

I washed my face off some, getting a towel and wiping my face off. I turned, only to be punched in the face. I slammed back against the sink, hearing my back crack. I groaned, standing up and looking around. "That was for Jinx." Before I could look to my side, another punch came at my side, making me fall to the ground. I curled up some, clenching my jaw as my kidneys felt like they were going to explode.

"That was for all the other girls you massacred." I put my hand on the ground and sat up, sliding back against a counter, looking around. I blinked some, thinking Jinx got out somehow. But even if she did, she wouldn't be able to move, nor punch like a beast.

"Are you scared?" The lights turned off at that, no moon to give light. I grunted some, standing and holding my side. "Why should I be afraid of someone who can't show themselves?" I called out, walking forward trying to sense someone. "For the same reason you scare girls by raping them." My eyes went wide as the moon shone in through my windows. I turned to see a very angry looking Sylar. He threw his hand up, sending me across the room and stuck a couple of feet above the ground. He walked up slowly, making my heart race.

He dropped his hand and I began to fall, but before I got to the ground he punched my stomach, then kicked my side, sending me through the glass door. The cold air bit me as I rolled on the grass some, coughing up blood. I stopped rolling, eyes watering, facedown in the grass in my own blood.

I went to turn but got stopped on my side as he began kicking me. After a bit, he did one last kick, sending me rolling again. I stopped, feeling nothing but pain and fear. I tried crawling away, but he put his foot on my back, stopping me. He kicked me so I rolled onto my back. I looked up at him, fear clouding any sort of thought I had.

"Just kill me and take my power." I pled with him. He raised his lip, as if disgusted. "I don't want any part of you in me." My eyes went wide as he said this. He reached down grabbing a fist full of my hair and made me come up, screaming some. He got me on my knees. "I'm going to make you wish you never even saw Jinx." He put his free hand so I could see it go orange/red. My body began to contort as blasting heat ran through me. "W-What are you doing to me?" I gasped, tears running down my face.

"I'm filling your body with nuclear compounds." his hand stopped glowing and he threw me on my back, watching as I curled up, agony thriving me. "Your going to die within the hour. Slowly. Your insides are going to burn and your minds going to leave you were you stand." He took a knee in front of me, forcing me to look at him. "And for every second you burn and cry out in pain, I want you to remember what you did to Jinx." I whimpered in pain, looking at him. "Why do you even care? Her power isn't even worth it!" I yelled, crying as blood ran down my mouth and eyes. He smiled, standing.

"Because she's worth it."

*Sylar's POV*

I let the door swing open as I stood in the door way. I kept my hands at my side, a pair of shorts and a shirt in one hand. It took everything I had to keep the pure rage at bay, not to just explode at the mere site of the gore fest. I turned on a light, looking at the naked and bloodied up Jinx. She cringed as it came on, whimpering. She was chained to the bed, gagged and blindfolded like some animal.

I closed my eyes, walking forward so I wouldn't have to see the chains, the blood, the knives, the shredded clothes. I got to the side of the bed, not even looking at the chains as they buckled off of her. She Gasp, curling up into a fetal position, whimpering as I saw blood gush out. I clenched my jaw, cutting my self and pouring my blood into one of her cuts, letting her heal. She coward still, making me want to kill Gordy all over again.

"Jinx." I whispered, touching her arm, she gasped, flinging back. I sighed some, putting the shorts and shirt on her with much difficulty. Once done, she was sitting on her but, arms around her legs, still gagged and blindfolded. I ran my finger down her face, making her jump a bit. I got to the rag and pulled it off. She shivered, her lips quaking. I sat down in front of her, the rage turning into sorrow. She just shivered in fear, as if she wasn't all there. He must of got her broken down to a state of mind of nothing but fear. God…I really hope he didn't fully break her.

I put my hand at the back of her neck, leaning in and putting my forehead to hers. Now touching her, I saw everything he did to her. Her screams filled my mind. Her pain , her agony, filled my body. I closed my eyes, inhaling her scent. She trembled, still not realizing it was me. I nuzzled my forehead against hers, rubbing my nose with hers. She whimpered, shivering. I then moved some, so my head was tilted and my mouth was just barley touching hers. "Katharine."

She gasped some, freezing. I wasn't going to force anything, not this time. I sat up straight, looking at her with my hands in my lap. She sat there, frozen, like a ice goddess. I smiled hollowly, reaching over and taking the blindfold off. She had her eyes closed, mouth open.

"I don't want to see it." She pleaded, making me exhale. I nodded, getting up and lifting her bridal style. She instantly wrapped her arms around my neck, digging her face into my neck. I began leaving, feeling her trembling in my arms and cry onto my skin. I held onto her as tightly as I could, glaring ahead of me. As we got outside, I saw Gordy thriving and foaming and the mouth. As we passed him, I smiled almost gleefully at that image that I burned into my head for the rest of my life.

I got her in the car were she curled up into a ball, hiding her head. As I drove off we were silent. I got to a Motel, paid for a room, and carried her into it, setting her on the bed. She sat on the end, looking down as I grabbed a seat and sat in front of her. "You should take a shower." I said. She looked at me pitifully, making me want to hold her and never let go.

She nodded some, getting up and slumping to the bathroom. I stared at the closed door, unsure of what was happening to me. I sighed some, going back to the car and getting our bags. I left hers by the bathroom door whilst I walked over to the bed by the window, setting it on the bed. I sighed, taking my shirt off and running a hand through my hair. I turned to the window, just starring out. I let my mind go blank.

*Normal POV*

I stood in the door way in a baggy shirt and sweatpants, looking at the back of Sylar. He turned some, looking at me with sympathetic eyes. I looked down, walking over to the bed closest to the door, sitting on the edge, my back to him. I heard him walk over and stand in front of me. I blinked some, biting my lip and looking up. I couldn't help but notice his shirt was off, showing off his muscle and that little patch of hair at the top of his chest.

He sighed some. "I'm going to go take a shower. Will you be OK?" He asked. I nodded some, barley meeting his eye. When he left and closed the door, I became panicky. With his presence gone I felt vulnerable, bare and naked. I closed my eyes, biting my lip, seeing flashes of the previous days. I jumped, putting my feet on the bed and holding my legs, looking around. I thought about it some, then crawled to the top of the bed and curled under the covers, pulling them to my neck. I sat curled up for what seemed like a eternity, twitching every so often at certain thoughts. I soon got stuck between sleep and awake, a place that I didn't want to be at the time.

The scent of blood filled me, as my body began to go numb and tingle from pain. It was dark and I didn't want to use my night vision, afraid I was see the chunks that I lost. I did hear the blood drip from the chains that rattled from the ceiling. I was laid down on the bed in some old night gown. I could smell other peoples blood, as well as my own on it. At this point, I could smell a billion different peoples blood, 'causing the dragon to flip out from the overwhelming power of it. At this point, my ability of having animal senses was nothing more then a horrible curse, sent to 'cause me even more fear and shame- if possible.

When I heard the door open, I shot up, breathing hard. I blinked, seeing I was still in the motel room, then relaxed some. "Jinx?" I looked over and saw Sylar wiping his hair off with a towel, walking over to his bed. I figured he came out of the bathroom, waking me from my sleep. Thank God.

With him back in the room, I felt safer again, my mind now drifting to his half naked body that was still dripping. He shook his head off and threw the towel on his bag, looking up at me. "You OK?" I looked away some, thinking of something. I closed my eyes, feeling real stupid. I opened my eyes and looked at his sympathetic eyes, then decided my pride could be hurt for the night instead of not sleeping. "Could you.." I sighed, looking away. "Could you stay with me tonight." I asked, looking over at him with a weird look. He stared at me as if I told him he was dieing. With that I felt utterly stupid. Time to back track. "You know what? Never mind. Sorry, stupid question. I did-"

"Oh shut up." He said, smiling and walking over. My heart skipped some as he did this, all of my fears seemed to just vanish as he got to the bed and laid down next to me. As I laid down as well, and we got into comfortable positions (My back to him and him laying on his), I sighed some. He turned the lights off and we sat in silence for awhile. I closed my eyes, bad images filling me, then opened them with a bit of a glare. I turned over, putting his arm under me, with my head on his bare shoulder and my arm around his stomach. He was surprised at first, then put his arm around me and holding me tight to him. I closed my eyes then, able to smile as nothing but him filled me.

"You know," he whispered as he began to rub my back. "I'm never letting you live this down."