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thewatchmaker
thewatchmakerCharacter: Sylar (5 Years Gone), Malcolm Reynolds and River Tam
Word Count: 347
Rating: G
Prompt: I was challenged to do a Mal and Sylar fic
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sinemoras
He tilted his head to the side in an almost insect manner. The girl was broken. When his dark eyes locked with River Tam’s he could see so many things, and Sylar had no doubt that she was looking back into the pits of his 500 plus year old soul. If she wasn’t already crazy, he was certain that her poking around in his head would have driven her over the edge.
“Leave her alone!” The reinforced cell door of the ship’s brig vibrated as the man inside threw himself against it “Get your gorram Alliance hands off of her!”
“Mr. Reynolds.” The tall lanky operative turned from River’s eyes to look at the scruffy man in the browncoat. “I’m afraid you’re in no position to make demands on me or anyone else on this ship. You will be taken to Londinium where they will attempt to rehabilitate you.”
Sylar folded his hands behind his back. The Alliance had given him a home after five centuries of being shunned and examined by one scientist after another. When he’d finally been allowed to wake up from his cyber induced cryo sleep, he’d worked his way into their ranks becoming the best Operative they’d ever seen.
“You ain’t got no right to take her. She’s free. We’re all free. You got a problem with me, you deal with me. You leave River out of it.” Malcolm Reynolds’ eyes were filled with such a searing rage that Sylar actually took a step back from the cage. “Take me. Take Serenity. You just let that girl go.”
“That girl is property of the Alliance,” Sylar said calmly as if he was talking to a child. “She’s broken. We didn’t get to finish our work. But now we’ll do what needs to be done to make her better. She is no longer your concern. I do hope you enjoy your trip, Mr. Reynolds. I do have to thank you though. You did make it an extremely interesting hunt for me, and it’s been a very long time since I’ve found anything interesting.”
Word Count: 347
Rating: G
Prompt: I was challenged to do a Mal and Sylar fic
Notes: for
sinemorasHe tilted his head to the side in an almost insect manner. The girl was broken. When his dark eyes locked with River Tam’s he could see so many things, and Sylar had no doubt that she was looking back into the pits of his 500 plus year old soul. If she wasn’t already crazy, he was certain that her poking around in his head would have driven her over the edge.
“Leave her alone!” The reinforced cell door of the ship’s brig vibrated as the man inside threw himself against it “Get your gorram Alliance hands off of her!”
“Mr. Reynolds.” The tall lanky operative turned from River’s eyes to look at the scruffy man in the browncoat. “I’m afraid you’re in no position to make demands on me or anyone else on this ship. You will be taken to Londinium where they will attempt to rehabilitate you.”
Sylar folded his hands behind his back. The Alliance had given him a home after five centuries of being shunned and examined by one scientist after another. When he’d finally been allowed to wake up from his cyber induced cryo sleep, he’d worked his way into their ranks becoming the best Operative they’d ever seen.
“You ain’t got no right to take her. She’s free. We’re all free. You got a problem with me, you deal with me. You leave River out of it.” Malcolm Reynolds’ eyes were filled with such a searing rage that Sylar actually took a step back from the cage. “Take me. Take Serenity. You just let that girl go.”
“That girl is property of the Alliance,” Sylar said calmly as if he was talking to a child. “She’s broken. We didn’t get to finish our work. But now we’ll do what needs to be done to make her better. She is no longer your concern. I do hope you enjoy your trip, Mr. Reynolds. I do have to thank you though. You did make it an extremely interesting hunt for me, and it’s been a very long time since I’ve found anything interesting.”
