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Characters: Sylar, Dresden Files
Fandom: Heroes with Dresden Files Crossover
Rating: PG
Word Count: 864
Part: 4/6
Prompt: 9/100 #14 Green![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Notes: AU Sylar - anytime after Villains. This section is to queue up the next RP session between Dresden and Sylar.
God and Man - Part One
God and Man - Part Two
God and Man - Part Three
God and Man - Part Four
The house was like something out of Leave it to Beaver. The whole neighborhood was white picket fences and bright green lawns dotted with children’s toys. I’d have killed to grow up someplace like this instead of my mother’s apartment in Queens. It was hot, and I could feel sweat trickled down my back. My stomach was in knots too. Must have been that hot dog I had for breakfast. It wasn’t sitting right at all.
I left the cable repairman in a crumpled mess in the back of his van, donning a spare uniform before hopping out of it. With a clipboard in one hand and a spool of cable in the other, I strolled up the walk to the Carpenter’s house like I had every right to be there.
Pasting on a bright smile, I knocked on the front door. I knew where to go from the scrap of Dresden’s clothing. It carried the memory of a house full of children and one in particular I was interested in. Little Harry would be just the ticket to make Dresden come to me. I wanted my prey hunting me. It would be much easier than taking him down on his home turf. I’m a better hunter than that, and once I pried open his skull I’d be so much more.
“I’ll get it!” the cry of children everywhere echoed from inside of the house. I heard the patter of scampering feet, and the door was pulled open. A towheaded kid looked at me and smiled. “Hi!”
“Hello there,” I said.
“Harry, get away from the door!” The shout of the mother bear made the kid and I both take a step back. “How many times have I told you, you do not answer the door without me?” She looked up at me, and gave me a quick smile to excuse her yelling at her kid. “Little monster. But what can you do? Can I help you?”
“Yes ma’am,” I slipped into my favorite Billy-bob the cable guy act. It had worked like a dream on Sandra Bennett, although I was still miffed I hadn’t been able to snow Sergeant Murphy yesterday. “I’m here to string your new cable and get your high speed internet going.”
“Cable? We’re not getting cable installed. I think you’re at the wrong house.”
“I am?” I let my jaw drop as I show her the clipboard. “This isn’t 552?”
She came close; I could feel her breath on my arm as she read the name on the work order. “No that’s next door.”
“Sorry for the mix up,” I said. “Let me head over there then.” As I turn to leave, I drop the bundle of cable. It coils like a snake, wrapping around Charity Carpenter’s legs and arms until she is bound like a mummy. Little Harry let out a cry of rage, and rushed at me, kicking and biting while he tries to defend his mother. I grab the kid by the scruff of his neck, and hold him out where he can’t reach me. “Charity, I want you to tell Dresden that I have his namesake. Tell him I’ll be in contact to tell him where to come and find me.”
I drop the cable guy’s hat on her bound form. “Thanks for shopping with Time Warner Cable.”
The kid opened his mouth to scream as I stepped off the porch. He gave me an evil look as I reached to clamp my hand over his mouth. He was surprised when I didn’t put my fingers in biting range; instead I shut off the blood flow to his brain. Not enough to do him any permanent harm, just enough to knock him out.
I shoved him into a canvas sack in the back of the van and tied it tightly, careful not to have the kid too close to the corpse. I was going to need to ditch the van and the body soon. I had no idea how long it would take for Charity to get free, and how much time I had before Dresden came looking for me.
With a snort, I threw the van into drive, and headed down the street. Checking my rearview mirror, I saw a flicker of guilt in my eyes. “What’s the matter, Gabriel? Have a crossed your invisible line?”
***
My stomach wasn’t any better as I leaned against the side of a moving truck, while I sent the cable guy and his van into the Chicago River. At my feet, little Harry, was squirming in his sack. For a moment I thought about tossing him into the water too, like an unwanted kitten.
“It would be the smart thing to do. I sure as hell don’t want you around while I wait for your uncle Harry. Being around Luke was enough of playing big brother for me...” But as I raised my hand to do it there was a burning stabbing pain behind my left eye. Gritting my teeth, I fought for control. “All right, I won’t hurt the kid. Too bad it’s not March; it would have been fun to see the river dyed green.”
Fandom: Heroes with Dresden Files Crossover
Rating: PG
Word Count: 864
Part: 4/6
Prompt: 9/100 #14 Green
100heroesfics Notes: AU Sylar - anytime after Villains. This section is to queue up the next RP session between Dresden and Sylar.
God and Man - Part One
God and Man - Part Two
God and Man - Part Three
God and Man - Part Four
The house was like something out of Leave it to Beaver. The whole neighborhood was white picket fences and bright green lawns dotted with children’s toys. I’d have killed to grow up someplace like this instead of my mother’s apartment in Queens. It was hot, and I could feel sweat trickled down my back. My stomach was in knots too. Must have been that hot dog I had for breakfast. It wasn’t sitting right at all.
I left the cable repairman in a crumpled mess in the back of his van, donning a spare uniform before hopping out of it. With a clipboard in one hand and a spool of cable in the other, I strolled up the walk to the Carpenter’s house like I had every right to be there.
Pasting on a bright smile, I knocked on the front door. I knew where to go from the scrap of Dresden’s clothing. It carried the memory of a house full of children and one in particular I was interested in. Little Harry would be just the ticket to make Dresden come to me. I wanted my prey hunting me. It would be much easier than taking him down on his home turf. I’m a better hunter than that, and once I pried open his skull I’d be so much more.
“I’ll get it!” the cry of children everywhere echoed from inside of the house. I heard the patter of scampering feet, and the door was pulled open. A towheaded kid looked at me and smiled. “Hi!”
“Hello there,” I said.
“Harry, get away from the door!” The shout of the mother bear made the kid and I both take a step back. “How many times have I told you, you do not answer the door without me?” She looked up at me, and gave me a quick smile to excuse her yelling at her kid. “Little monster. But what can you do? Can I help you?”
“Yes ma’am,” I slipped into my favorite Billy-bob the cable guy act. It had worked like a dream on Sandra Bennett, although I was still miffed I hadn’t been able to snow Sergeant Murphy yesterday. “I’m here to string your new cable and get your high speed internet going.”
“Cable? We’re not getting cable installed. I think you’re at the wrong house.”
“I am?” I let my jaw drop as I show her the clipboard. “This isn’t 552?”
She came close; I could feel her breath on my arm as she read the name on the work order. “No that’s next door.”
“Sorry for the mix up,” I said. “Let me head over there then.” As I turn to leave, I drop the bundle of cable. It coils like a snake, wrapping around Charity Carpenter’s legs and arms until she is bound like a mummy. Little Harry let out a cry of rage, and rushed at me, kicking and biting while he tries to defend his mother. I grab the kid by the scruff of his neck, and hold him out where he can’t reach me. “Charity, I want you to tell Dresden that I have his namesake. Tell him I’ll be in contact to tell him where to come and find me.”
I drop the cable guy’s hat on her bound form. “Thanks for shopping with Time Warner Cable.”
The kid opened his mouth to scream as I stepped off the porch. He gave me an evil look as I reached to clamp my hand over his mouth. He was surprised when I didn’t put my fingers in biting range; instead I shut off the blood flow to his brain. Not enough to do him any permanent harm, just enough to knock him out.
I shoved him into a canvas sack in the back of the van and tied it tightly, careful not to have the kid too close to the corpse. I was going to need to ditch the van and the body soon. I had no idea how long it would take for Charity to get free, and how much time I had before Dresden came looking for me.
With a snort, I threw the van into drive, and headed down the street. Checking my rearview mirror, I saw a flicker of guilt in my eyes. “What’s the matter, Gabriel? Have a crossed your invisible line?”
***
My stomach wasn’t any better as I leaned against the side of a moving truck, while I sent the cable guy and his van into the Chicago River. At my feet, little Harry, was squirming in his sack. For a moment I thought about tossing him into the water too, like an unwanted kitten.
“It would be the smart thing to do. I sure as hell don’t want you around while I wait for your uncle Harry. Being around Luke was enough of playing big brother for me...” But as I raised my hand to do it there was a burning stabbing pain behind my left eye. Gritting my teeth, I fought for control. “All right, I won’t hurt the kid. Too bad it’s not March; it would have been fun to see the river dyed green.”
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