2010-03-18
She was at the door. Her insipid little voice grated on my nerves, while she cooed and fawned over Gabriel.
“Gabe, I missed you last night!” I gritted my teeth while Elle threw her arms around his neck and peppered his face with kisses. “Did you miss me? Of course you did.”
Gabriel looked at me over her shoulder, and I could see the regret in his eyes that she’d interrupted us. I it isn’t every night that your brother tries to kill you after all, and it’s not every morning that you realize you are in love with him.
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“Gabe, I missed you last night!” I gritted my teeth while Elle threw her arms around his neck and peppered his face with kisses. “Did you miss me? Of course you did.”
Gabriel looked at me over her shoulder, and I could see the regret in his eyes that she’d interrupted us. I it isn’t every night that your brother tries to kill you after all, and it’s not every morning that you realize you are in love with him.
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Samsom’s files had gotten me nowhere. They listed me, but they didn’t list my mother. I had to find out who she’d been.
With a flick of my finger I unlocked the filing cabinets along the wall. They popped one at a time, sounding like firecrackers in the empty records room. I listened, reaching out to see if anyone had noticed me. Empathy was good for more than learning abilities. I could use it to feel people too.
I started at the end of the alphabet, digging through the musty, yellowing papers searching for some record with my mother’s name.
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With a flick of my finger I unlocked the filing cabinets along the wall. They popped one at a time, sounding like firecrackers in the empty records room. I listened, reaching out to see if anyone had noticed me. Empathy was good for more than learning abilities. I could use it to feel people too.
I started at the end of the alphabet, digging through the musty, yellowing papers searching for some record with my mother’s name.
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He said it’s not real. Said that nothing here matters, and he accused me of hiding. Why would I hide someplace like this? I hate being alone. Three years of searching, where I gathered the clocks and watches, so their ticking could keep me company… I didn’t make this place. Parkman couldn’t have done this to me. I’m fucking Sylar. Samuel said I was the most powerful of the specials. How the hell could Parkman lock me in a hell like this? It has to be real. I hold one of the watches to my ear, listening to the ticking.
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