Mating is different, and in some ways, harsh. It all depends on what your animal icon is. Being that Dragons are thought a myth, and since it is one of the rarest icon one can have, there being one 3 in recorded history, it is hard to get any real information on them.

With dragons, mating is essential for a balanced life. When mated, the hunger ebbs away and one can have ones mind again. There are steps to the mating with dragons that are different for each one, but the main thing is the dragon picks your mate, you have no choice. When the dragon is mated, it's for life.

*Sylar's POV*

I inhaled some, waking up and allowing my senses to come to me. The first thing I noticed was a odd, but familiar, tingling emitting onto my stomach. Then came the pressure of a warm body half on me. Next I noticed my arm wrapped around said body. I opened my eyes and smiled some. I looked down and found Jinx where she normally slept. Her head on my shoulder, her hand on my stomach.

Ever since she finally realized she needed me as I needed her, every time she touched me I felt that weird tingling sensation. I don't think she even knew what she was doing it, but the moment it happened my own power came into play and I knew she could feel what I was feeling.

I furrowed my brow in an instant. I held her a little tighter to me. Feeling how she didn't fit to me as easily as she normally did.

Shit.

I lifted my free hand up and looked at it, turning it around. I then looked down and saw my body wasn't my own. I clenched my jaw, feeling a ach in my mouth. I eased my way out of her grip and made my way to the dresser, glaring at the mirror. I transformed back to me, then ripped an extra tooth out of my mouth. I looked at it, then glared at me. "Who are you?"

I got so engrossed at the hatred of all these mixed feelings, I didn't notice Jinx wake and get up from the bed. I only noticed when I felt her arms come around my stomach and her head nuzzled onto my bare back. I felt the tingle, and then her face contorted some. Damn empaths.

"What's wrong?" She breathed me in, then kissed my back. I took a deep breath, relaxing in her arms. "Nothing. Just trying to get use to this power." I curtly said. With that, I got out of her grip and put on a long sleeve shirt, then walked into the living room. I must say, it's nice not to be stuck in a motel room and be in a actual apartment.

"Gabriel, are you okay?" She walked out of the room and leaned against the door frame, giving me a odd look. I shrugged my jacket on, my back to her. My head was spinning as I felt like I was losing myself. "I have to go see Danko." I ignored her question, then sighed some, turning and walking over to her. I put a hand above her head on the door frame, looking down at her. She is the only thing that kept reminding me of who I am.

I leaned down and put my forehead to hers, jaw clenched and eyes squeezed shut. Maybe if I tried really, really hard, I could push this guy's DNA out of my body. "What's going on with you Gabe?" She asked, making me Inhale. I tilted my head and kissed her. I made it quick, just a touch. After that I turned on my heel and left, a scowl on my face.

*Normal POV*

I sighed as I walked down the sidewalk, bags in my hand. Yeah, they are heavy, but thank god for make shift fast muscles. "Don't you look ravishing today?" A velvety voice said. I rolled my eyes and past Atticus, who was perched on a sill of some shop's window. He was soon walking at my side, hands in his pants pockets.

"How's the book?" I sighed and stopped, making him walk forward some and stop, turning to smirk at me. "Why did you give it to me?" I all but spat. He looked me up and down, making me, and the dragon, growl. "Let me give you simple math. I'm strong, your strong. I'm beautiful, your beautiful. I kill, you kill." My eye twitched. "This whole thing is about you trying to… To get the dragon to Mate with you?" His head tilted to the side and back some, his white hair shone in the bright sun and his smug smile made me want to bash his fucking face in.

Then I just smiled, making his go away. I walked by him, and as I did so, I said one thing that I knew would piss him off. "I'm already mated." I walked on with a smile. I smiled still as I found him appear in the shadow of a sign, a furious look on his pretty, little face. "Sylar?! You actually mated with that lunatic?!" he all but yelled. "Nope." he got a odd look on his face. "The dragon mated with him, and I all but complied." He jaw clenched. "You'll regret it. he'll leave you, hurt you, and you'll beg to me." I just stared at him. "Yep, you got me." I said, then walked away.

* * *

I was sitting on the couch, reading through the other abilities, when the door slammed shut. I looked up and waited. Sylar came through the hallway, tenser then ever. I inspected him closely and found his eyes almost watery. He threw his jacket on the table and sat down on the couch beside me, eyes closed and his head back. "I'm losing myself." he whispered, making me look at him oddly. "I've been transforming into this guy without knowing. And when I transform back, it's either one of my eyes stays blue, I have an extra tooth, or have a memory that isn't mine!" I saw a tear roll down his face and my eyes softened.

I reached over and grabbed his hand, making him look at me slowly. "You just need to remember who you are. Something to keep you, you." He stared at me, then sighed some. "Danko said the same thing." he then looked down and reached his hand out, touching my necklace. "I already do." he looked me in the eyes, making me flush some. He smiled softly, but I saw he was tired.

I grabbed a pillow and put it on my lap, making him look at me oddly as he sat up straight. "Come on, you need some sleep." I said, patting the pillow. He chuckled a bit, then complied by turned his back to me and put his feet over the arm of the couch, laying back and resting his head on the pillow. He instantly relaxed, letting out a shaky breath and closing his eyes. I picked up my book in one hand and began running my hands through his head, rubbing his head, with the other. It wasn't long before I heard his deep breathing, telling me he was asleep. I read up on Shadow Manipulation, never ceasing on rubbing his head, liking the feel of his long, silky hair run through my fingers.

"Cute." My eyes shot open and I threw the book on the floor, looking around. I froze when I saw someone sitting on a chair. I got up, not without difficulty, and walked over to the women. "M-mom?" I stuttered, mouth open. She nodded, a small smile on her face. "Wha-how? Your… Well, your kinda dead! How can you be here?" I asked, making her laugh. "I'm not. This is a dream." I furred my brow, then followed her line of vision and my mouth dropped again. I was still seated on the couch, one hand on Sylar's head, the other on the book which resided face down on his stomach. My he3ad was leaned back and eyes closed… Weeeerid.

"I'm here to give3 you a warning." I looked back to her. "I feel as though something really, really bad is about to happen. I can't say what, but I know it's going to be rough." I nodded some. "Roughs not new to me." I glanced back to look at Sylar. "Yes. It would seem you have gotten yourself into quite a mess when you met him." She stood and walked over to him, sitting on the edge of the couch. "I must admit I was not happy at first, but then your father was able to look into his heart." I furred my brow again. "You see, you may not know it, but you two were meant for each other from the start. I looked over you, and once you met Gabriel, your father looked over him." He smiled. "He is true to his word. And from what I've seen, he is quite ready to do anything for your salvation and love." I looked at the content face of the sleeping Sylar and smiled. "Yeah, I kinda figured."

"Hey, Sylar said that before he found me, he had a dream of some big guy. Said it helped him find me… Was that Dad?" She nodded. "Yes. Whenever one of you truly needs us, we come." I nodded. She stood and walked up to me, then hugged me. "I'm so proud of you."

My eyes shot open with her words echoing in my head. I sighed some, putting my head back. As I did this, there came a knock on the door. I groaned silently, getting up without waking Sylar, and walking to the door. When I opened it, I found a small, sickly looking man. He looked me up and down, as I did the same to him. Then, lights went off in both our heads. Before I could even put my hands up to get fire, he had a gun pointed right between my eyes. "Well, well, well. If it isn't SilentBlood's little toy and Sylar's play thing. You've been causing me quite a bit of trouble." In the next instant, his gun flew from his hand and across the hall. Then Danko was throw into a wall and stuck there. Next thing I know, a strong body is pressed against my back, a arm out stretched above my shoulder. "Not as much trouble I'll give you the next time you even dream of doing that ever again." Sylar's voice growled. I could feel his muscles ripple against my back and I couldn't help but smile.

Danko was released and went to the ground, coughing. "I'm asleep for five minutes and you just can't but find trouble, huh?" He asked in his normal tone. I shrugged as I watched Danko get up and glare at us. "What can I say? Trouble has a way of finding me." dank straightened his jacket, clearing his throat. "Come on, we've got rebel." was all he said and left. "Nice to meet you too." I muttered, closing the door and turning to look at Sylar. He sighed and kissed me softly. "Thank you." He said. I looked at him confused. "For what?" he smiled and transformed into the guy he has been impersonating. "For keeping me, me."