Below Zero [Sam]

[General Admin]

December 7th, 2008

It was snowing in New York and Sylar hated the cold. He didn’t like Christmas time or the snow. Yes, Sylar was born and raised in New York, but he just hated the cold weather. Sometimes he wished he could move away, but he never moved away. He never had the guts to move away. He was still working as a watch repairman and recruiting people for Pinehearst.

Sylar shook his head as he wanted to conjure a fireball and keep himself warm. But he didn’t want the normal people look at him as if he were a freak. People did think that people like him were freaks. Come on he was after all one of the ones causing havoc around the country. He was a villain and a serial killer.

Nevertheless, some people were very clueless and had no idea that people with abilities existed. They really needed to get the fact into the hand that they (the human race) were going to go away for a long time. They were going to die out like the other human races before them. It wasn’t a matter of fact it was the truth. As written by Charles Darwin. Sylar was lost in his thoughts not paying attention as he slipped on some black ice falling backwards, hitting his head….and losing unconsciousness.

[nortons99]

Ah Christmas was coming and this was going to be Sam's first married with Claire his beutifull wife. He couldn't wait till this day was finally going to come he was out and about in the snowy New York and well it was snowing a lot at that. It was currently chucking it down with snow and the streets were covered in a white blanket of the stuff. Sam was out in his wooly gloves and hat as Claire insisted that he would go out in it so he wouldn't be cold.

Claire was going out for the night tonight and Sam decided that he was going to take a walk around for a while before he had to drive home and start to cook himself some dinner. As he was walking along something he spotted put him on red alert. It was none other than Sylar, the villian, the serial killer. Sam watched as he saw him slip over and fall to the ground hitting his head putting him out cold. Sam didn't know what to do, what could he do, Then Sam remembered exactly what this man had done to Claire he walked over to the guy making sure he didn't slip over leant down over Sylar and then raised his fist and smashed it against Sylars face several times then people started to notice so Sam stopped pretending to see if the guy was okay he dragged Sylars body along the floor and into a alley where nobody was but a tramp who seemed to be fast asleep.

[General Admin]

Sylar slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sam. “Mother fucker” He snapped as he noticed that he had blood on his face. “Mr. Norton” He said rolling his eyes as he turned invisible for a moment and started to run away. However, he decided that he wouldn’t run away. He turned back visible. He then conjured a lightning bulb. “So the cheating wife, let the clueless bastard go out for a walk, ironic” He said rolling his eyes.

He then gave a smile and flicked the bulb of lightning towards a trashcan. “You what I find ironic, that you’re my nephew-in-law” He said rolling his eyes, “So you want to fight over what I did to Claire, be my guest, but I’m going to come out on top, fool” He said with a slight smirk.