A/N: Good news! I have finally found the inspiration to finish typing this thing up. I'll post this chapter and the last one, then convert this story into its proper format. I apologize in advance for the vague fight scene as I'm not too good writing those. :p Anyhoo, enjoy! :D
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Chapter 4
Loki was wary of the human circling opposite him. He knew humans couldn't use magic. They simply lacked the essential talents for it. Patience being among them. However, when this human had stopped his attack without even touching it, he began to wonder.
There was something niggling in the back of his mind, something important Barton had told him. Before Loki could bring this into focus, the human raised his hand toward him as if to stop something. Loki flew back until he slammed into the brick wall behind him. He was surprised at the force the human used. It was as if Thor had hit him with Mjolnir. Hard.
He attempted to climb out of the small crater that was the consequence of his hitting the wall, but found he couldn't move. His bewilderment turned into minor panic as the human stalked slowly toward him. He found that struggling was useless and remained still, opting to regain his breath instead. As he did so, the elusive information clicked into place.
When he had taken over Barton's mind, he had told Loki that SHIELD had become interested in humans with special abilities. Abilities that no human should have the capacity to use such as teleportation, spontaneous regeneration, and flight. For the most part, they were benign. A few mishaps when these humans' abilities first manifest, but were easily taken care of when SHIELD's sister organization known only as 'The Company' steps in.
However, there was one "special" that captured both organizations' interest and not in a good way. This one human was, apparently, too dangerous to be kept alive if he were ever captured. Barton had told Loki that even among his own kind he was special. Instead of one ability manifesting, as was what usually happens, this human had the ability to acquire other specials' abilities. And he does it by removing the top of the victim's skull. The only thing both organizations had on the human was his name.
Loki quickly realized that this was not only one of the Midgardians' special, but it was the one the two secret organizations were looking for.
"You must be whom the Midgardians refer to as Sylar," Loki said, calmly.
The human stopped a few feet away from him, clearly surprised, but he recovered, smirking. "Well, at least you know who took your brain." He came closer.
Loki merely closed his eyes and concentrated. He heard Sylar stop, again in surprise. Loki knew that his clones surrounded the human. He felt the human's power waver and wrenched free. He fell, but kept his balance as Sylar fought Loki's projections.
Loki grabbed his scepter that he had dropped when he was thrown into the wall, and attacked Sylar just as he destroyed the final projection.
It quickly became apparent that Sylar was deadly when he fought with his abilities, take them away, however, he was defenseless. Loki used this to his advantage and the fight was over.
During the fight, Loki came to grudgingly respect his opponent, who was fierce and showed a strong determination even when it became apparent to both men that Sylar would not win. He knew that this human could be very useful.
Loki executed a kick that landed on Sylar's stomach. It knocked the human down, winded him. Loki stepped close to him and placed the tip of his scepter against the human's chest, but did not activate it. Yet.
End of Chapter 4
A/N: Yay! My longest chapter. I definitely had to re- write this chapter. I'm still not completely happy about it, but *shruggs* whatchya gonna do? :p I hope you enjoyed. :D