"Man down! Man do- gaahhh!!" He flew across the pristine room, smashing the bed. "Hold them!" One of them yelled and went to put a tazer in me. Before he could touch me, I set him on fire whilst three other men flew out the window, screaming as they feel 13 stories. I hunched over some, still weak from being captured and such. "Kat! Let's go!" Sylar said, grabbing my hand and we ran out of the room. "Transform into something conspicuous!" he said as people leaving or entering their rooms meet our eyes with wide ones. I looked over to him, about to argue. "just do it! He made it clear that you're the dangerous one, not me! You need to hide!" I sighed some and shifted into a black lab whilst running.
We ran down the hallway, people moving out of our way with horror. Though, it was utter chaos when we reached the lobby. People swarmed and we soon found ourselves 20 yards away from the doors in the middle of the circular lobby, A swap team with guns pointed at us- er, at Sylar. We stopped, him breathing hard and glaring, looking around and thinking of his options. Me panting and raising my lip, my hackles rising.
"Gabriel Gray, you are surrounded." One of them said, though they were all wearing masks so I couldn't tell. Before either of us could do anything, someone held a gun to the back of Sylar's head. "Gotcha." I growled fiercely and turned to look at who it was. It was a chick. She had blond hair and blue eyes, tall and skinny. Sylar held his hand out telling me not to do anything. "Teleportation. How useful." He said, smiling slowly. The swap guys took some steps back, holding their guns up and aiming it at him. I could smell their fear.
"Yes it is. But it's over Gabriel." With that, she shot her gun and Sylar fell to the floor, blood pooling from the back of his head. My body shook on the crisp of change. Rage turned my vision red as I began to black out. Before I could though, he inhaled and stood, spitting the bullet out of his mouth, a smirk on his face. The blond stepped back, dropping her gun as Sylar turned to her. I saw the spark of darkness ebb around his eyes and nudged his hand, reminding him of who he was trying to be.
He looked down at me, then nodded, looking back to the chick. "My name is Sylar." With that, he held his hand out and she flew across the room, though disappeared before she crashed into the wall. He turned to the swat team then, tilting his head some. "Any other takers?" He asked, and I could almost see the fear that rippled off of them. As Sylar relaxed, I heard something on the radio on one of the guys ear plugs. Sensitive hearing comes in handy.
"Disarm Sylar and go after the dog!"
The swat team turned to look at me, and I bolted to them. I heard the curse of Sylar as he shot lightning at a guy who held his gun up at me. I went after the guy who had the radio, knowing he was the leader. He shot at me but I lept from side to side, him missing me every time. As I got close I jumped up, turning into a tiger above his head and landing behind him, grabbing his foot and dragging him out of there. I could sense that he was the most terrified of tigers, being that he was stationed in India for a couple of years.
I dragged him fast into an ally and throw him with my jaws, him rolling some. I ran up to him and put my paw on his throat, my lips risen and my large teeth showing. My mind searched his, his fear of the tiger and the experience it gave him. "I will not kill you as one killed your daughter." I said slowly, testing out the new ability to talk whilst in animal form. His eyes became wide and I lowered my lips, taking my paw off of him and stepping back and sitting down.
Sylar ran up behind me and stopped, looking at the man. He sat up and looked between Sylar and myself. "What do you want?" My eyes softened and I transformed into a human, standing and looking down at him. "To not be hunted."
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"What are you trying to say here?" Peter said, removing his hand from his face and looking at me. "What I'm saying," I said, looking at everyone in the room. "is we have another psycho killer on the loose." Peter sighed some whilst Bennet held onto Claire. "This man, he isn't after making the world better, nor giving powers as in the past." I looked at Angelia and she just rolled her eyes. "He adopted you. You must know something about him." Peter asked and I laughed. "He adopted me 'cause he had to." I looked at Bennett and he nodded. "I can understand that. He actually did what I was suppose to do." He looked down at Claire and they both smiled, making my heart ach some.
Sylar was at my side in a second, looking down at me with a soft smile. I sighed some, then looked at everyone. "It's a holocaust, starting with us, specials. He is going to us that fear to accuse others, normal's." Bennett looked at me, a certain knowing in his eyes. "Then a world wide massacre."