A/N: I know that this is pretty short and abrupt and Sy and Lokes are, most likely, not IC. But I tried, I really did. :) Enjoy. :D
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Chapter 5
Sylar breathed hard, trying not to gasp for breath. He froze when he felt a sharp point press against his chest. He managed to clear his eyesight enough to see the alien standing over him, pressing that infernal spear to his chest, looking a bit smug. Sylar gritted his teeth, and prepared to use his telekinesis to open the other's skull. Before he could, the stranger spoke.
"I am Loki of Asgard," he said, his voice calm and steady with no sign of strain or fatigue from the recent fight. "I plan to rule your Earth as king. Join me."
Sylar could do nothing but stare at the man called Loki. He recognized the name, of course, from the Norse myths he had secretly read as a child. He debated to take the Norse god's offer. He had a feeling that it would be better for him to accept. Besides, he had a chance to rule the Earth himself, when Loki became more of a hindrance. Then he could truly hunt the other specials.
"What do I have to do?" Sylar asked, an evil smile spreading across his place as he finalized his plans.
Above him, Loki was well aware of Sylar's already traitorous thoughts. He was not concerned, however. The super- human was merely a tool after all. A tool that can be disposed of as soon as his usefulness had run its course.
Loki answered the resilient human with his own chilling smile.
End