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thewatchmaker
thewatchmakerCharacter: Sylar, Gabriel Gray, Elle Bishop and Eliza Bishop (OC)
Genre: BAD FIC
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 1200
Rating: R CHARACTER DEATH WARNING DO NOT READ IF CHARACTER DEATHS UPSET YOU. ONLY ONE CHARACTER IN THIS STORY GETS A HAPPY ENDING.
Notes: Part Four of a purposely bad fanfic written for the Bad FanFic Challenge on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
heroes_faves. I am not entering the challenge though since I'm running it.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Sylar gave me a smoldering look, and my bosoms heaved at his attention. He ran his damp fingers through his ebony hair, and my breath caught in my throat. I fought off the butterflies in my belly, and focused on my mission. I had my sister to save, and I couldn’t let lust interfere with that. Besides I love Peter, and he loves me.
“You know that if we go back in time, everything changes, right?” He asked me again. I swear he thinks I’m stupid or something. Like I didn’t hear him the first three times he said something.
“Yes, I know that. You’re not the only one born with a brain, Sylar.” I put my hands on my hips and shifted my weight to one foot. My golden hair shimmered as it fell over my shoulder and over my breasts, and I could see he liked what he saw. “That’s why we’re going all the way to the beginning. Take me back to when you met Elle.”
I could see the wheels turning in his dark chocolate eyes while he tried to figure out what my plan was, but he wouldn’t be able to figure it out. Sylar’s not as smart as he thinks he is. Then he tilted his head and smiled as he reached for my shoulder. I felt a shiver run down my spine when his long fingers clamped over my shoulder, and then before I could take another breath we were teleported into the past.
Sylar slipped away from me, and he looked a little bit like he was going to throw up. Being teleported takes practice, and since Hiro was a friend of mine I was used to it. For a moment a frown creased the space between my bright green eyes because I’d let Sylar kill my friend, but it would be OK. Hiro would live. Elle would live, and so would everyone else Sylar killed.
“You’re a little late, Princess,” Sylar told me as he ran his fingers over a big crystal on beneath the window of the shop. “Gabriel’s already killed the first time, and you know there’s a flaw in your plan.”
“No there isn’t!” I announced striding towards him with my heels digging into the old carpet on the shop floor. I could hear voices in the back of the shop, and one of them sounded enough like me for me to know that it was Elle’s. “If I can make sure that you and Elle end up happily ever after, you won’t kill ever again.”
“Wait, let me get this straight.” He leaned into the corner and folded his arms across his chest that made the fabric of his shirt tighten over his shoulders. “You want me to help you play matchmaker. What happens to me then?”
“I don’t know, and I don’t care.” I turned my back on Sylar to stride to the back of the shop. Elle was on the floor crouching next to Sylar’s former self. He was so dorky looking. I mean he’s got a lot of junk in his hair now, but back then it was so Leave it to Beaver. He was adorkable. No wonder Elle loved him. Speaking of Elle she was looking at Gabriel with huge blue eyes, and it was just so amazing to see my real sister alive and everything.
“Who are you?” Gabriel looked up at me. He had an ugly red mark around is throat, and there was a piece of nasty rope on the ground between him and Elle. “I’m closed.”
“No, you’re not,” Sylar said, coming up behind me. He locked eyes with Gabriel, and it was almost like they were talking to each other mind to mind. Not that they could since Sylar doesn’t have telepathy or anything like that. “Don’t listen to either of them. I’m you. You can trust me.”
Elle sat up and rushed over to me. She was jumping up and down and threw her arms tightly around me, and although I know I should keep Sylar from Gabriel, I had to return my twin’s hug. We’d never met, and it was so good to finally see her. “Who are you? You look like me.”
“I’m your twin sister.” I don’t explain why we didn’t get to meet before, because I don’t want to hurt her feelings about daddy liking me better. “I came to save your life.”
“My life?” Elle gulped and then looked over at Sylar and Gabriel. “This is weird. What’s going on here?”
“Gabe.” Sylar stepped past me and Elle, and he grabbed Gabriel by the wrist, dragging him to his feet. “That one is working for a secret organization. They want to study you, cut into your brain and take your powers away from you.”
“That’s not true!” I shouted, and Sylar smirked at me. “I want you to be happy, Gabriel. You and Elle can be happy forever. You never have to turn into him.”
Gabriel struggled for a moment, but Sylar wouldn’t let him go. “Trust me, Gabe. I’m you. That bitch will betray you. She betrayed me. Go ahead, Elle. Tell him how Bennet’s got the shop wired with cameras, and how you bugged his apartment too.”
“Elle, is it true?” Gabriel glared at Elle, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. He believed Sylar.
“It doesn’t matter, Gabe,” I pleaded. “She loves you.” This was not going the way I planned at all.
Elle put her hand on my arm, and smiled over at Gabriel. “I like you, and Eliza might be right. We could fall in love, and then everything would be OK.”
“Bullshit,” Sylar said with a snicker. “They want to control you, Gabriel. Treat you worse than mom ever did. If we kill them, you can take their powers, and then I can show you the future. You’d like that wouldn’t you? Listen to the hunger, Gabriel. You know you want to.”
Gabriel smiled over at Sylar, and a shiver ran down my spine. He had the same look in his eyes. I shoved Elle behind me and started to call up my power. I’d kill them both before I let them hurt Elle.
“Watch and learn,” Sylar said as he sent a surge of power at me, crushing my ribs in my chest. “Take them out before they can strike, but don’t kill them. If they die, it’s too hard to get the power from their brains.”
I lost my hold on my power, and watched from a heap on the floor as Gabriel did the same thing to Elle. They both stalked toward us, and I saw Sylar raise his finger to point it at my forehead. “Use your telekinesis to slice open the skull. Don’t go too deep, or you’ll fuck up the brain. Practice on Elle. If you kill her too fast, it’s OK. I have her power, and I can share it with you. Good bye, Eliza. Thanks for everything. Gabriel and I are going to have so much fun in the future.”
“No!” I tried to scream, but he was too fast. I watched helplessly as Gabriel cut open Elle’s head, and then Sylar started in on mine. Gabriel’s fingers worked their way into my beautiful sister’s head, and I couldn’t do a thing.
“So much for your happy ending, Eliza,” Sylar chuckled as he crouched down next to me, and ripped off the top of my head. It was the last thing I felt as I died.
Genre: BAD FIC
Author:
thewatchmakerFandom: Heroes
Word count: 1200
Rating: R CHARACTER DEATH WARNING DO NOT READ IF CHARACTER DEATHS UPSET YOU. ONLY ONE CHARACTER IN THIS STORY GETS A HAPPY ENDING.
Notes: Part Four of a purposely bad fanfic written for the Bad FanFic Challenge on
heroes_faves. I am not entering the challenge though since I'm running it. Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Sylar gave me a smoldering look, and my bosoms heaved at his attention. He ran his damp fingers through his ebony hair, and my breath caught in my throat. I fought off the butterflies in my belly, and focused on my mission. I had my sister to save, and I couldn’t let lust interfere with that. Besides I love Peter, and he loves me.
“You know that if we go back in time, everything changes, right?” He asked me again. I swear he thinks I’m stupid or something. Like I didn’t hear him the first three times he said something.
“Yes, I know that. You’re not the only one born with a brain, Sylar.” I put my hands on my hips and shifted my weight to one foot. My golden hair shimmered as it fell over my shoulder and over my breasts, and I could see he liked what he saw. “That’s why we’re going all the way to the beginning. Take me back to when you met Elle.”
I could see the wheels turning in his dark chocolate eyes while he tried to figure out what my plan was, but he wouldn’t be able to figure it out. Sylar’s not as smart as he thinks he is. Then he tilted his head and smiled as he reached for my shoulder. I felt a shiver run down my spine when his long fingers clamped over my shoulder, and then before I could take another breath we were teleported into the past.
Sylar slipped away from me, and he looked a little bit like he was going to throw up. Being teleported takes practice, and since Hiro was a friend of mine I was used to it. For a moment a frown creased the space between my bright green eyes because I’d let Sylar kill my friend, but it would be OK. Hiro would live. Elle would live, and so would everyone else Sylar killed.
“You’re a little late, Princess,” Sylar told me as he ran his fingers over a big crystal on beneath the window of the shop. “Gabriel’s already killed the first time, and you know there’s a flaw in your plan.”
“No there isn’t!” I announced striding towards him with my heels digging into the old carpet on the shop floor. I could hear voices in the back of the shop, and one of them sounded enough like me for me to know that it was Elle’s. “If I can make sure that you and Elle end up happily ever after, you won’t kill ever again.”
“Wait, let me get this straight.” He leaned into the corner and folded his arms across his chest that made the fabric of his shirt tighten over his shoulders. “You want me to help you play matchmaker. What happens to me then?”
“I don’t know, and I don’t care.” I turned my back on Sylar to stride to the back of the shop. Elle was on the floor crouching next to Sylar’s former self. He was so dorky looking. I mean he’s got a lot of junk in his hair now, but back then it was so Leave it to Beaver. He was adorkable. No wonder Elle loved him. Speaking of Elle she was looking at Gabriel with huge blue eyes, and it was just so amazing to see my real sister alive and everything.
“Who are you?” Gabriel looked up at me. He had an ugly red mark around is throat, and there was a piece of nasty rope on the ground between him and Elle. “I’m closed.”
“No, you’re not,” Sylar said, coming up behind me. He locked eyes with Gabriel, and it was almost like they were talking to each other mind to mind. Not that they could since Sylar doesn’t have telepathy or anything like that. “Don’t listen to either of them. I’m you. You can trust me.”
Elle sat up and rushed over to me. She was jumping up and down and threw her arms tightly around me, and although I know I should keep Sylar from Gabriel, I had to return my twin’s hug. We’d never met, and it was so good to finally see her. “Who are you? You look like me.”
“I’m your twin sister.” I don’t explain why we didn’t get to meet before, because I don’t want to hurt her feelings about daddy liking me better. “I came to save your life.”
“My life?” Elle gulped and then looked over at Sylar and Gabriel. “This is weird. What’s going on here?”
“Gabe.” Sylar stepped past me and Elle, and he grabbed Gabriel by the wrist, dragging him to his feet. “That one is working for a secret organization. They want to study you, cut into your brain and take your powers away from you.”
“That’s not true!” I shouted, and Sylar smirked at me. “I want you to be happy, Gabriel. You and Elle can be happy forever. You never have to turn into him.”
Gabriel struggled for a moment, but Sylar wouldn’t let him go. “Trust me, Gabe. I’m you. That bitch will betray you. She betrayed me. Go ahead, Elle. Tell him how Bennet’s got the shop wired with cameras, and how you bugged his apartment too.”
“Elle, is it true?” Gabriel glared at Elle, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. He believed Sylar.
“It doesn’t matter, Gabe,” I pleaded. “She loves you.” This was not going the way I planned at all.
Elle put her hand on my arm, and smiled over at Gabriel. “I like you, and Eliza might be right. We could fall in love, and then everything would be OK.”
“Bullshit,” Sylar said with a snicker. “They want to control you, Gabriel. Treat you worse than mom ever did. If we kill them, you can take their powers, and then I can show you the future. You’d like that wouldn’t you? Listen to the hunger, Gabriel. You know you want to.”
Gabriel smiled over at Sylar, and a shiver ran down my spine. He had the same look in his eyes. I shoved Elle behind me and started to call up my power. I’d kill them both before I let them hurt Elle.
“Watch and learn,” Sylar said as he sent a surge of power at me, crushing my ribs in my chest. “Take them out before they can strike, but don’t kill them. If they die, it’s too hard to get the power from their brains.”
I lost my hold on my power, and watched from a heap on the floor as Gabriel did the same thing to Elle. They both stalked toward us, and I saw Sylar raise his finger to point it at my forehead. “Use your telekinesis to slice open the skull. Don’t go too deep, or you’ll fuck up the brain. Practice on Elle. If you kill her too fast, it’s OK. I have her power, and I can share it with you. Good bye, Eliza. Thanks for everything. Gabriel and I are going to have so much fun in the future.”
“No!” I tried to scream, but he was too fast. I watched helplessly as Gabriel cut open Elle’s head, and then Sylar started in on mine. Gabriel’s fingers worked their way into my beautiful sister’s head, and I couldn’t do a thing.
“So much for your happy ending, Eliza,” Sylar chuckled as he crouched down next to me, and ripped off the top of my head. It was the last thing I felt as I died.
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