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thewatchmaker
thewatchmakerTitle: Predator and Prey
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thewatchmaker
Claim: Sylar/Selene, Heroes/Underworld
Theme: Perdition
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: 5/7
“A blind eye?” She snarled at me, her eyes shifting from nearly the same dark brown as mine to the neon blue. “You’ll be very lucky to have eyes in your head when I’m done with you. How dare you touch me!”
She didn’t go for her guns, instead she launched at me, all long legs and arms. Her body barreled into mine, we broke through the old sheetrock wall and tumbled down the narrow steps down to the clock works.
I felt my skull crack when we landed hard on the floor of the shop. Her legs wrapped around my waist while her fingers curved into claws that she dug into my face nearly gouging out my offensive eyes. “Get off of me!”
Pushing against her with my mind and my hands, I shoved her across the shop. But she didn’t crash into the display cases. No, she tumbled in the air and landed on her feet with all the grace of a cat. She leapt into the air again.
Sending a wall of frost at her, she was thrown back from me again, her latex costume covered with ice. She shivered as she tried to get up, but now I was on my feet. “To think I wanted you to find me. That will teach me won’t it?”
With each step I took I forced more of my power on her. I lifted her up then, sliding her along on her back over the floor and up onto the wall where she was pinned like a butterfly on a board while the clocks around her kept ticking.
“And what shall I do with you now? Now that I have the upper hand…should I cut you to ribbons?” Flicking my fingers I cut a thin line down each of her cheek. I watched fascinated as she healed nearly as quickly as I could. “Or maybe you could stop trying to kill me?”
“If you don’t let me go.” Her breath caught as I tightened a grip around her heart. “I will be the one who kills you.”
“Whatever for?” I asked as I reached up to wipe the blood from her cheeks. “I’m no enemy of yours. My name is Sylar.”
Author/Artist:
thewatchmakerClaim: Sylar/Selene, Heroes/Underworld
Theme: Perdition
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: 5/7
“A blind eye?” She snarled at me, her eyes shifting from nearly the same dark brown as mine to the neon blue. “You’ll be very lucky to have eyes in your head when I’m done with you. How dare you touch me!”
She didn’t go for her guns, instead she launched at me, all long legs and arms. Her body barreled into mine, we broke through the old sheetrock wall and tumbled down the narrow steps down to the clock works.
I felt my skull crack when we landed hard on the floor of the shop. Her legs wrapped around my waist while her fingers curved into claws that she dug into my face nearly gouging out my offensive eyes. “Get off of me!”
Pushing against her with my mind and my hands, I shoved her across the shop. But she didn’t crash into the display cases. No, she tumbled in the air and landed on her feet with all the grace of a cat. She leapt into the air again.
Sending a wall of frost at her, she was thrown back from me again, her latex costume covered with ice. She shivered as she tried to get up, but now I was on my feet. “To think I wanted you to find me. That will teach me won’t it?”
With each step I took I forced more of my power on her. I lifted her up then, sliding her along on her back over the floor and up onto the wall where she was pinned like a butterfly on a board while the clocks around her kept ticking.
“And what shall I do with you now? Now that I have the upper hand…should I cut you to ribbons?” Flicking my fingers I cut a thin line down each of her cheek. I watched fascinated as she healed nearly as quickly as I could. “Or maybe you could stop trying to kill me?”
“If you don’t let me go.” Her breath caught as I tightened a grip around her heart. “I will be the one who kills you.”
“Whatever for?” I asked as I reached up to wipe the blood from her cheeks. “I’m no enemy of yours. My name is Sylar.”
