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The Sixth Extinction

Character(s): Gabriel "Sylar" Gray and Claire Bennet
Summary: Building 26 is never shut down. No one convinces the president that it's best to just drop the matter of evolved humans, and Danko is given cart blanche to deal with the super-powered threat as he sees fit. In the next century the Evolved are hunted to the brink of extinction, either out-right exterminated, or imprisoned and exploited for their ability. The number of specials used in this way grows fewer and fewer as time and mishaps progress, but one type is still coveted above all. Exterminating a regenerator is exceedingly difficult, anyway...
Status: In progress/PRIVATE

...all my foolish, fuckin' wishing...Collapse )


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Feb. 16th, 2010 09:12 am (UTC)
"That sounds like a date for you..." Claire teased, as if she'd read the killer's deeper thoughts. "And I think he might have had a quiet thing for you." She continued to joke. "He certainly had a way of talking about you. Like you were some great unrequited love or something."

Of course, Mohinder had never come out of the closet. He never really got a girlfriend he would keep or bonded with anyone outside their little war circle. It was kind of sad in retrospect. "Hmm... I wonder what ever happened to him. He vanished after the war. Perhaps he just crawled off to India to die in peace... hmm... who know, right?"
Feb. 16th, 2010 09:20 am (UTC)
He scowled when she spoke his private thoughts aloud, knowing she couldn't really read his mind, but not liking the fact that he was so transparent. Had he really felt something deeper for Mohinder than contempt? He wasn't sure how to gauge it.

"I certainly don't. I buried myself afterward, too. It was the smart thing to do. ...Sad thing is, that really is as close as I got to dating, or anything like it, back then. It was the same thing with Maya, only a little better with Elle, and that was such a flash in the pan. I couldn't form real connections back then, obviously, with the way my ability was functioning," he came back to the bed, changing into his own clothes to sleep in.
Feb. 16th, 2010 09:25 am (UTC)
"Hmmm." Claire hummed, following him back to the bed. "I suppose I could look it up at some point, ya know, when I can roam more freely. Just another thing for me to do in LA when I get there." She smiled, plopping back down onto the mattress.

"So no strange and dirty thoughts about our friendly Indian doctor then?" Claire wasn't going to let it go. She'd received such a delicious reaction from Sylar to let this pass too easily.
Feb. 16th, 2010 09:35 am (UTC)
"Dirty...?" He sort of blushed again, looking away. "I don't think so. Mostly back then I thought things like... 'He's so fucking oblivious. How is he so brilliant and brainless at the same time? Is he really even remotely related to Chandra?' And if he pissed me off I'd start to think about what he would look like with a swollen, split lip, what his face would look like while my thoughts crawled inside, under his skin. ...It wasn't ungratifying."

As he'd eventually witnessed just that state in the Indian. It had been the closest thing to a real erotic experience, given he didn't go straight for the Indian's brain. It had been all about making the beautiful, powerless man suffer. And it had been exquisite.
Feb. 16th, 2010 09:44 am (UTC)
"Oh..." Claire looked away a moment, slightly disturbed by the images that Sylar described. It was only a few moments later that she returned her eyes to him and beamed a bright smile. "So you did have a thing for him, then." She laughed, hoping that she could push a few more buttons before the brunette declared this subject off limits.
Feb. 16th, 2010 09:53 am (UTC)
For a moment he didn't answer, because he was also thinking about other things he'd thought back then. Less disturbing for Claire if he admitted them, but some how more difficult to confess.

"...I guess... maybe..." the pink returned, full force. "...Because... I also though about how..." he rubbed his hand over the back of his head. "...how bright and warm his smile was. The way yours is now. ...I remember being angry, that I hadn't covered my tracks better, that he found out so quickly, because... I knew... He'd never look at me, like that, again..."

Edited at 2010-02-16 09:53 am (UTC)
Feb. 16th, 2010 09:58 am (UTC)
Well, there was the ice-water on Claire's fun. Sylar's words struck a chord with her and her features reflected that, a frown overtaking that warm smile that the brunette was enjoying. She knew that he was talking about the loss of whatever he had with the Indian, but it ran deeper for her.

Mohinder Suresh would never smile at anyone like that ever again. Not Sylar, not Claire. He was gone, just like everyone else that they had known and cared for.

"I will smile for you, forever and ever." She said sadly.
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:05 am (UTC)
In spite of his own sadness, Gabriel smiled at that. It wasn't big and bright, it was small and bitter-sweet. "Thank you."

He put an arm around her and sidled up closer, giving her a warm hug. "And I for you, Claire. No matter what colour you have to dye your hair," he smirked, trying to add a bit of levity. "Even if you shave your head bald. ...Maybe especially, then," and with that addition he was able to flash a bit of bright white tooth in the smile for her.
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:08 am (UTC)
"Ew." The girl cringed, scrunching up her nose at the idea. "I don't think that will ever happen. Ever. I've don't some crazy shit to survive, but I will never shave my head." Claire shook her head so that her new dark curls fell in front of her face. "Nope. Never."
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:10 am (UTC)
"Good," he nodded. "You have a pretty round head, I think you would look weird." He winked at her and reached up to scritch his fingers through the dark curls. They were headed toward sleep, or so it felt anyway, it didn't matter if he mussed the styling. It had only been an effort to make Claire feel better about the pitch black tresses.
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:13 am (UTC)
"So, what's next?" She asked softly, trying to rest her mind to sleep to no avail. "Just book it to LA and hope we don't get caught? How are we going to find a place to live? Usually I just get a boyfriend and shack up with him for a while." She gave a slightly broken smirk. "I have no idea what to do with this..."
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:22 am (UTC)
"Well, you have a 'boyfriend' to shack up with already," the air-quotes were audible in his speaking. "When we get to L.A. we'll have to slum it for a little bit. Just a couple nights until I can get things set up. I'll make us a little starting money, find someone to get papers made for whoever our front is, then we can get a place to live and just... be.

"It won't be as extravagant as my place in New York. We'll have to be a little more low-key, but I imagine you'll be alright with that? I'll make sure we're always at least fed, clothed and sheltered," he nestled down beside her, actually sort of liking the idea of doing this for two, instead of just himself for once.
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:25 am (UTC)
"You get to be the really cute preppy boy with the odd little goth girlfriend... this is going to be amazing." Claire laughed, the sarcasm in her voice unable to be missed. "I just want to blow up every Shenoy building there is. I'm sick of running. Why do we have to run?" She rolled over, punching her pillow and frowning. "Fuck them."
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:30 am (UTC)
"Mmmmm, the Tyler Durden aspect in me wants to make that happen for you... Unfortunately I'm not sure I could rig it all to happen simultaneously enough for them not to catch on and scatter like roaches," he frowned, pulling his pillow under his head. "And 'cute preppy boy'? You don't want me wearing guyliner for you?"
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:32 am (UTC)
"Oh my god, really? You'd do that?" Claire practically lit up like Christmas. "You'd wear the black and the leather and all that crap?" She was already having delicious images in her head. Ones that involved her laughing hysterically, of course. "You can be my big bad vampire!"
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:40 am (UTC)
Sylar laughed and rolled his eyes a bit, not sure what he was really getting himself into, but... why the hell not? "Sure, what the hell. You've got to play dress-up, but we can make it a game. Try out a new lifestyle for a little while. We've got ages to go back to being 'normal', what's a year or two masquerading?

"You might have to help me a bit though, I've never done this kind of look before, and it sounds like you have, once or twice," he knew there were plenty of shops in Los Angeles where they could find this kind of clothing. He just didn't want to look like an asshole trying to manage it.
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:43 am (UTC)
"Oh, there is so much I can do for you." Claire laughed, imagining Sylar wearing black leather pants. "You're going to look so hot, I won't be able to keep the emo-goths off you." She grinned, poking him in the arm. "And I can not wait to see you in tight leather pants..."
Feb. 16th, 2010 10:47 am (UTC)
"Oh, boy... I have a feeling this is going to get really interesting..." he smiled with a bit of uncertainty, but he was still all-in. "Well, black is my best shade, anyway."
Feb. 16th, 2010 06:53 pm (UTC)
"Oh, and deep eyeliner. Do you think I could get you to wear black lipstick?" Claire was practically falling off the bed in a fit of giggles. She was going to ADORE this far more if Sylar played with her.
Feb. 17th, 2010 12:54 am (UTC)
"Lip stick?!" He looked at her incredulously. "Okay, that might be pushing it, just a little bit. With my features I'll end up looking like that freaky guy all the kids were into in the 90's. Not attractive," he shook his head emphatically.
Feb. 17th, 2010 01:04 am (UTC)
"You don't have to be attractive." Claire laughed, shimmying back over to he brunette to run one bare leg up Sylar's own. "You only have to be attractive to me. Which you are." She grinned, her eyes fluttering slightly into a more bedroom glance. "It's not like I'm going to be running around goth all the time. You'd leave me." She wink, leaning closer and nipping at his ear.
Feb. 17th, 2010 09:12 am (UTC)
"Would not," he asserted, grinning softly. "I'd just drive you nuts thinking of ways to make you smile, if you actually went all mopey on me. I like it better when you smile." He put an arm around her, pulled her to him to snuggle comfortably. "It suits you."
Feb. 17th, 2010 09:19 am (UTC)
She grinned up at him, kissing his chin softly and cuddling close. Claire used her tiny frame by snugly fitting it against Sylar's longer one, one thigh slipping between his legs.

"I think I'd like that." She smiled, closing her eyes and enjoying the warmth his body provided.
Feb. 17th, 2010 09:30 am (UTC)
He liked the way she fitted against him, and nuzzled his muzzle against the top of her curls. "This is a lot better, this time. I hate having to run, but it's nice that this time I'm not starting over alone. I get to be with you."
Feb. 17th, 2010 09:32 am (UTC)
"Yeah..." Claire sighed, looking up with a little bit of awe in her eyes. "I've never had to hide with someone before. I think it will make it easier." She nodded, as if agreeing with herself. "And it will help us break away from character and not get lost in our world of make believe. We will alway come back to Gabriel and Claire." That made her smile wider. They would always remind each other of the truth. That was certainly a good thing.
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