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Title: Mask
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thewatchmaker
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 144
Disclaimer: I own nothing. It all belongs to NBC and Tim Kring. I just like to write serial killer fic.
Characters/Pairings: Sylar/Eden
Prompt: 42 - Maskheroes50 1/50
Summary: Eden and Sylar are on a road trip trying to get to NYC, so he can talk to Mohinder. Would take place after Homecoming if Eden hadn't died, but had helped Sylar escape.
I watched the driver as his eyes flickered over Eden's body while she slithered into the bunk at the back of the cab. I didn't like the hungry look in them at all. Funny how I had become protective of someone I'd barely met and had been so willing to do brain surgery on.
It'd been a long time since I'd worried about anyone but myself. I'd spent so much of my life seeking approval and trying to be special to make my mother happy. Was I doing that with Eden now? Did I need her praise?
"So where you two headin'?" the driver drawled with his Texas twang.
"We're happy to go wherever you are." I said matching his accent. "My girl and I are on my way to New York City. Hear it's one hell of a place. You ever been there?"
Author:
thewatchmaker Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 144
Disclaimer: I own nothing. It all belongs to NBC and Tim Kring. I just like to write serial killer fic.
Characters/Pairings: Sylar/Eden
Prompt: 42 - Mask
heroes50 1/50Summary: Eden and Sylar are on a road trip trying to get to NYC, so he can talk to Mohinder. Would take place after Homecoming if Eden hadn't died, but had helped Sylar escape.
I watched the driver as his eyes flickered over Eden's body while she slithered into the bunk at the back of the cab. I didn't like the hungry look in them at all. Funny how I had become protective of someone I'd barely met and had been so willing to do brain surgery on.
It'd been a long time since I'd worried about anyone but myself. I'd spent so much of my life seeking approval and trying to be special to make my mother happy. Was I doing that with Eden now? Did I need her praise?
"So where you two headin'?" the driver drawled with his Texas twang.
"We're happy to go wherever you are." I said matching his accent. "My girl and I are on my way to New York City. Hear it's one hell of a place. You ever been there?"
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