2008-05-21

thewatchmaker: (Profile)
Title: Predator and Prey
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Claim: Sylar/Selene, Heroes/Underworld
Theme: Nostalgia
Theme Set: Articulate Set 1
Prompt Table and Chapter List
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: It's going to be violent.
Disclaimer: Just borrowing Sylar and Selene. They don't belong to me.
Chapter: 3/7

It was warm in my shop when I got there from being shut up all day. The musky smell of old wood and the cleaners I used to fix clocks filled the air. Dozens of them ticked and tocked as I came in. A cuckoo clock sounded the hour, bright yellow, red and green feathers telling the world that it was midnight. Hopefully the owner would come back for that one soon. It was obnoxious as it was bright.

Closing the door behind me, I pressed my hand against the glass after locking it up tight. I could hear no one outside that didn’t belong there. As I peered into the darkness, I made a promise to myself to hunt someone with night vision.

I padded through the shop, grabbed a bottle of water from the small refrigerator and made my way up to my dingy little apartment. Yes the most powerful creature in New York was living in a cramped flat above his dead father’s clock shop. Stretching out on the narrow bed, I used my power to untie my shoes and sent them across the room to the corner near my small TV stand.

The TV didn’t work anymore. Not that I really cared. Someday I’d be able to leave this place, but for now it was the safest place for me to hide. Not many people knew who Sylar really was, and anyone who did wouldn’t expect me to hide in my own home.

Outside the fire escape creaked. It was barely more sound than a roach made skittering on glass, but I knew it was her. She came in through the window before I could scramble to the door. Bullets hit the door near my hand, making me jerk away.

“Now,” she said with her strangely accented voice. “What shall we talk about?”
thewatchmaker: (Sexy)
Title: Predator and Prey
Author/Artist: [livejournal.com profile] thewatchmaker
Claim: Sylar/Selene, Heroes/Underworld
Theme: Serendipity
Theme Set: Articulate Set 1
Prompt Table and Chapter List
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: It's going to be violent.
Disclaimer: Just borrowing Sylar and Selene. They don't belong to me.
Chapter: 4/7

If I thought she was fast when I saw her in the city, it was nothing compared to her speed in my small room. She had me pinned against the ruin of my door. Her hand wrapped around my throat squeezing tight enough to make it hard for me to breathe. My ears were ringing from the impact, and it was taking me too long to concentrate to use any of my power to drive her away.

“You’re human,” she said, bringing her face close to mine while she sniffed at me. Her fingers were cool against my fevered flesh. “How do you do what you do?”

“Neither are you,” I choked out. She slammed my head back again, and I bit down on my lip.

Before it could heal, blood ran down my chin. Her dark eyes narrowed, and her small pink tongue darted out to lick it away. My heart beat harder thundering in my chest. I stopped struggling to get away from her. Instead I used my power to tilt her face up, forcing her fingers from around my neck as I ducked my face down to kiss her.

“You are so beautiful. I was hoping you’d catch me. I just didn’t think it would be so soon.” Her lips were as cool as her fingers, and I lost myself in the touch and taste of them. She stumbled back when I released her. Her eyes wide and I could hear her slow breath catching along with a faint heartbeat that I hadn’t heard before. “You’re a vampire. How curious.”

“You kissed me,” she said as she swallowed. I waited but she didn’t draw her gun again. “Why did you do that?”

“Because I could.” Stepping away from the door, I moved to sit on the edge of my bed, ignoring the broken glass and splinters of wood. “And I think you wanted me to. Besides who am I to turn a blind eye at serendipity?”