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• 16:16 RT @oxfordstandard: Hey, #HEROES folks ! Remind everyone to check out www.nbc.com/heroes tonight brand new webisode @dhlawrencexvii #
• 16:43 @Claire_bare You never think it's unfair when five or more of you beat up me. Should I put on a dress? Jeezus #
• 16:50 @harrydresden I look good in anything. Unlike some people. #
• 16:54 @harrydresden Harry, aren't you worried that @sgtkarrinmurphy might get jealous of you flirting with me? #
• 17:02 @harrydresden What can I say...I like feisty blondes. #
• 17:03 @m_suresh @claire_bare Trust me, so am I. I may be scarred for life. #
• 17:05 4 hours until the #heroes finale - sometimes living in California can be a bitch. #
• 17:08 @harrydresden She's all yours, Dresden. I try to avoid the ones with badges. #
• 17:13 @harrydresden (Until you have to wait for something you really, really want. But we do have the best of everything else.) #
• 17:14 @Claire_bare If I saw that, I'd gouge out my eyes, and then regret that they'll just grow back again. #
• 17:14 @harrydresden (Me too. 2nd best show ;)) #
• 17:16 @sgtkarrinmurphy Isn't there something going on between the two of you? #
• 17:18 (I feel like I do at the end of LOST every season when I chant - don't kill Sawyer. Now it's don't kill - Sylar) #
• 17:18 @Claire_bare Sweetheart, you're swapping spit with your father. Let's not get nasty about me and @ellectrify. #
• 17:21 @harrydresden (I'm always tempted to write a Xover fic, but other than Castiel giving Gabriel shit..haven't had a good plot idea) #
• 17:22 @sgtkarrinmurphy Well then, when I get to Chicago we'll have to have dinner. Take in a baseball game... #
• 17:23 @HeroesARG Skull caps would roll. There'd be brains for everyone. #
• 17:24 @paper_salesman and you're a disgusting old perv taking advantage of someone you raised to trust and love you. #
• 17:24 @sgtkarrinmurphy Oh I like you. Do you have handcuffs? #
• 17:25 @harrydresden (Like I said earlier. Heroes is a hard Xover to work out. It doesn't even fit well into comics.) #
• 17:28 @sgtkarrinmurphy I can be very charming, Karrin. You might be inclined to let me go. #
• 17:30 @harrydresden (LMAO Sylar and Sam at 20 paces - putting the mojo on each other until their eyes pop out?) #
• 17:31 @sgtkarrinmurphy You won't need to shoot me. You don't have anything I would hurt you for. #
• 17:33 @paper_salesman You twist the pure love of a child and her parent and make it into something disgusting. And you say I'm evil. #
• 17:36 @Claire_bare I'll only say one last thing, Claire. Family doesn't make you suck on their tongue...to show you love them. #
• 17:37 @paper_salesman You take advantage of her, like a child molester. But what do I know. I'm a serial killer. Have fun boinking. #
• 17:38 @Harleyquinn16m Well it's all fun & games until someone loses an eye. Then it's just fun, no? #
• 17:39 @Harleyquinn16m Of course, it keeps things interesting. What do you like to do Harley? #
• 17:42 @sgtkarrinmurphy Dozens? Could be dozens...I'd have to check. Good thing most of that never hit the press or police. #
• 17:43 @Harleyquinn16m Antagonize everyone. #
• 17:44 @Harleyquinn16m (I still have 3 hours to go - arrrggghhhh) #
• 18:20 @m_suresh Did you check a mirror, take pictures? Not even your mother would have loved that look. #
• 18:31 @m_suresh Lucky for me, and so many others, only you saw that. #
• 18:34 @hexenwulf Those are beautiful. I would love to see them. #
• 18:47 @hexenwulf I love pocket watches. Their workings are so clean and elegant. #
• 19:28 @Harleyquinn16m I won't see it for another hour and a half. I'm in California. #
• 19:56 @Harleyquinn16m no, no spoilers #
• 22:07 Holy shit. I can live with that. But boy am I going to be pissed. #
• 22:16 @AdamKensei #Heroes I almost feel your pain. #
• 05:04 @Claire_bare Can't wait to talk to you about the f#heroes finale. See ya after I get some work done this morning. #
• 10:53 @Claire_bare Hey :). #

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God and Man - Sylar - 100heroesfics and <lj site="livejournal.com

Characters: Sylar
Fandom: Heroes with Dresden Files Crossover
Rating: PG
Word Count: 625
Prompt: 6/100 #55 Spirit 100heroesfics and "
Whosoever shed man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed. For in the image of God may deem man.: -Il Duce scifi_muses
Notes: AU Sylar - anytime after Villains

God and Man

It’d been years since I’d been to Chicago. Not since that science fair trip I took in high school. That had been a good trip, for once I was surrounded by the rest of the geek squad instead of the bullies on a long ride. Not to say we didn’t still prey on each other. Children are cruel. They will always look for the weakest link to exploit and torture. Fortunately in that crowd, I wasn’t the omega.

The wind whipped off the river, biting through my coat, sending a shiver down my spine. I missed the ice powers. When I had those, I was never cold. Now I drew my hands up to my face and blew on my fingers.

Like an addict I was going for another hit. I’d let it pass. Going for weeks since my last kill, but the hunger wasn’t fading. It never really did. It gnawed at my gut like a separate entity urging me to kill, to feed its need. Fighting it got me nothing, and I didn’t see a reason not to do what I wanted. Besides it was fun to watch the Company stooges and the Feds try to find me. They sucked at it.

There were three names on Elle’s phone living in the city, each one with a note telling me what they could do, and where they lived. The stooges might stink at catching me, but they were good at bagging and tagging the other specials. They saved me so much time. Not that I needed it. Thanks to Claire, I had all the time in the universe.

The church was old, but in a fairly decent neighborhood. St. Vincent’s would fit right into Queens where I’d gone to Mass all those years. Where Father Bertolli pretended to listen to my boring confessions, bet he’d pay attention now.

I took the steps two at a time. They were wide and sprawling, old style for little old ladies to totter up in their Sunday best. Inside I could smell the familiar scent of frankincense and roses, and the glow of candles lit the vestibule. I dabbed holy water on my forehead and made the sign of the cross. My prey was inside, one of the priests. I just had to find out which one, and relieve him of his unholy burden.

“Excuse me?” I asked a nun. “Sister, I’m looking for Father Douglas, Ryan Douglas.”

“Father Douglas is receiving confession,” she said, peering up to see my face. I let her. What did it matter to me if I killed two people of the cloth in God’s house? “The confessional is over there.”

“Thank you.” I focused my powers on her, and shoved her gently into a pew. Then I wrapped it tighter, finding a weak spot in her brain and popped a few well-chosen blood vessels. She was dead before I turned away. “Good day, sister.”

I slid into the booth, after waiting my turn. No one cared about the nun napping in the back pew. They might not until I was long gone. This was too easy. I settled onto the bench, and waited while the priest noticed me. “Forgive me Father,” I said from rote. “For I have sinned.”

The blood was pooling out of from beneath the door of the booth as I closed it. It wouldn’t be long before someone saw it, and went to investigate. I’d ripped through the screen separating me from the priest and then cut open his skull. I could feel his ability settling into my brain as I adjusted one synapse or another to make sure I didn’t lose anything else along the way.

I didn’t bother to cross myself on the way out.