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Post by viruzfitia on May 2, 2010 1:13:00 GMT -5
Sylar's plan had worked relatively well, for the most part, and as the wall came tumbling down on top of Matt he could hear the man scream as his metallic body was crushed by the incredible force of it, being buried in the pile of debris. Sylar continued to think about how that man had caused him to reverse backwards in time, physically, and reopen wounds and how it compared to his Time Dilation. Sure, Sylar could alter his perception of time but what could he really do against the effects of it? It was there it clicked in his head: the two were related. Time was just a part of how reality is perceived, the comparing of durations of events and the intervals between them, and to quantify the motions of objects; There are three flowing lines that were connected simultaneously that could be bent over one another with the power of the mind: past, present, and future.
As Sylar's body finished stitching the last few pieces of his flesh back together he realized something, 'Time is not a reality, but a concept... By analyzing his own way of perceiving the world through slowing of time he now understood somehow what Matt was doing to reverse his healing and, through it, caused Time Dilation to grant immunity to the effects of what was really an illusionary concept... time.
Sylar put his hands against the floor and lifted himself off his chest and back up into the air, somewhat hovering above the ground as he looked at Matt on the outside get up and regenerate himself as well; Matt was in for a surprise if he attempted to repeat the same method as a way to take him down. Sylar extended one hand forward and caused strings of telekinetic energy to latch out like invisible threads to Matt hands and feet while sending a blast away with his other hand; If the attack was successful the still-regenerating Matt would probably either feel like Stretch Armstrong as his limbs were pulled away from the rest of his body... or he'd be forced to regenerate new one's all together as his old were ripped from his body.
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Post by shadnicth on May 2, 2010 6:02:37 GMT -5
After Matt had blasted away the debris of the brick wall, he had wearily gotten up, dusting himself off, and had looked up with an exhausted face, seeing if Sylar was still there. He was. And he seemed to look happy at himself. Like he had just found a new toy to play with... It was then that one aspect of Sylar's ability came to Matt. What he had found out whist studying him in the archives... Sylar possessed the natural ability to learn complex systems, or Intuitive Aptitude, as it called. Which meant he could learn abilities from either studying brains or... "Observation... Shit!" Matt said as he looked at Sylar with a horrified look.
He could easily learn and counter-act Matt's abilities, if he hadn't done so already. In his moment of thought he noticed his hands and feet had a strange feeling. Like they were being held back by some sort of force... Oh shit... Matt thought as he felt his body blast back, his arms and legs staying where they were. His joints in his shoulders and hips dislocated immediately, Matt screamed out in pain as his body slumped, panting deeply. He couldn't beat him. Not like this. Matt would have to think of a different strategy. One that involved him getting away at this moment.
As his joints were pulled back into place by his healing power, Matt looked at up at Sylar with a smirk, still smiling even though he was down. "Well... This... Has been... A fun night... But I got... other plans right now..." He said, taking deep breaths as he focused on the debris around him. "So... See ya!" He said in a upbeat tone, as he telekinetically blasted the debris up, sending them all to Sylar's direction so that he could be distracted and his focus would be off of Matt. Matt closed his eyes and focused on the Secret Service base in DC, teleporting out of the serial killer's puppet strings, ending up back at the base, landing in a slump at Director D'Costa's office, before straightening himself up.
"I take it you didn't kill him..." D'Costa asked in a bored tone. Matt looked at the director with a look that could kill him if he had a power to do so. "What the hell do you think, you asshole?" He said to the Director as he walked out of the office, into the main area where a couple of agents were looking at him with shock. "What the hell! You survived?!" One said as Matt looked at him with a raised brow.
"Oh I'm sorry, what part of Regeneration don't you understand? Oh that's right, you don't have an awesome super-power. That's why I'm covered in my own blood, where as you would have been killed instantly." Matt said in a sarcastic tone, his face beaming sarcastically. "Hey freak, don't ge..." The agent began, Matt thrusting a hand out to him and sending the agent flying back, his body slamming into a wall nearby. Everyone else just looked at him and stepped back a couple of steps.
"I prefer evolved human, thanks." Matt simply said, his tone serious and his face matched it as he walked to the locker-rooms, ready to forget this day.
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Post by viruzfitia on May 2, 2010 11:33:03 GMT -5
After the little burst of energy from Sylar that tore Matt's shoulders and legs straight out of socket he smirked as the man screamed out loud in intense pain and agony; Sylar remembered being stabbed through the chest with a sword without a healing ability, he couldn't imagine it hurting much worse then that. Sylar then began to slowly glide towards Matt, his toes pointing to the ground as they hovered a little over an inch above and his hand still extended towards Matt to hold his body to the ground. As he approached he noticed Matt's limbs already began to reconnect the tissues that held them together and he knew he'd have to be quick to get what he wanted and, so, he extended his other hand preparing to cut Matt's head open from the back until he heard the man begin to speak.
"Well... This... Has been... A fun night... But I got... other plans right now..."
Sylar merely disregarded his statement, not particularly focused what was going on other then wondering how he would proceed to cut effectively and maintain a hold on the cells to keep them reattaching before he was finished. It was then suddenly the bricks and various pieces of glass and busted metal began to hover slightly above the ground His thoughts were then interrupted as Matt spoke again, this time yelling in a sarcastic tone.
"So... See ya!"
The debris then flew at Sylar, catching his attention and causing him to turn away from Matt as he brought his arms up in front of the incoming attack. Using his telekinesis Sylar caused the objects to stop only a foot away from his body, blocking out his view of Matt. Sylar just smirked, "You knew this was going to happen... it was unavoidable." It was then Sylar dropped the debris and revealed to himself that Matt had teleported away while he had been busy blocking the various objects; Sylar was now exceptionally annoyed. Not only did he not get what he desired from this man and let him get away but he had been careless enough to allow him enough time to even get another attack off on him and to make matters worse Sylar could hear sirens coming, a squad car out on patrol to investigate the jewelry store alarm.
Sylar floated to the ground and he approached the sidewalk, large blotches of blood still on his body from his injuries before; To people it probably looked as though he had just gotten done murdering an entire family, although he had been close to doing so with the Walkers, the only exception being Molly. He watched with his arms crossed as the squad car came to screeching halt and two officers stepped out of the vehicle, guns pulled.
"FREEZE!" was the only thing Sylar heard in the rambling of the two officers trying to speak at the same time at him. He just shook his head and smirked as he raised his hands, "Is there a problem officers? I was just out walking my dog and Mr. Muggles got away from me... he's very important to my Claire Bear." Sylar needed this, the feeling of superiority over lesser lifeforms. Before the officers got a chance to respond Sylar flicked his hands and sent the doors flying shut, smacking both of the officers to the ground on their backs before flattening his palms out and suctioning both of them to the ground.
As Sylar walked closer he looked over the two who were now pinned to the ground, unable to speak. As Sylar looked over the two, glancing at which one was more his size in clothing, he quickly jerked his hands and snapped both their necks effectively killing them. After changing into the police uniform he put both the bodies in the trunk and drove away on his merry little way... someone best hope he wasn't the one pulling them over.
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Post by viruzfitia on May 2, 2010 11:33:34 GMT -5
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