Consign to Oblivion Vol3

[Elmo]

Evelyn kicked her brother and popped right back to the loft.

She stood up, adjusted her plaid skirt and tucked a wavy strand of hair behind her ear.

She started towards Sylar when Remington popped up.

"Evelyn can we not play Jumper right now?" He sighed, before grabbing his sister and popping her off again.

[gina]

"I. Didn't. Squeal." Owen told Jack firmly. He paused for a second, mentally glaring at Jack. "We'll be right there." He told him and then hung up. He looked at Gwen. "The boss has yelled. We've got to go." He told her, reaching forward and pulling her into a quick kiss before reaching for his jeans. Gwen sighed into the kiss and then pulled away, scrabbling around for her top. Why couldn't they just stay here for a while longer? Just for once could Torchwood not get in the way?

[Sylar]

Sylar sat on a nearby stool.
"And 'Sylar' is more of a title than a name." He responded, "Doesn't mean people get any less frightened when they hear it."

He paused, the man had one of those stubborn stares that reminded him of Noah Bennet.

"Can you make this work?" He said in exasperation. He was not in the mood for playing games. If this man couldn't do it, he would find someone who could, "There's an ability waiting outside with my name on it, it would be a shame to let it go to waste."


The kids returned and then were gone again, Sylar sighed, at least he didn't have to waste a bullet. He would tazer them for what it was worth if they came back.

[HN]

"Rose doesn't have..." he trailed off. By telling him she was useless to him, would he end her life? He didn't know. Maybe he didn't care.

"Her friend, my friend, travels in time with a machine. She's a hitch hiker. Nothing special at all."

[thestral]

Jack sighed impatiently waiting for them to come. Niki was hovering close by trying to compose herself and appear like that just hadn't happened.

"Come on then," He said when the finally arrived and lead them into the room.

[gina]

When they were fully clothed and straightened out again, Owen poked his head around the door and checked the coridoor outside.
"All clear." He hissed and reached back into the cupboard and pulled Gwen out. The walk back to Jack and Niki consisted of them both trying to rearrange their expressions so they didn't look too guilty.

When they arrived Jack looked just as rumpled as they were pretending not to be.
"Come on then." He told them, and they all silently decided to ignore the fact that they had all been doing things that they really shouldn't.

[Sylar]

Sylar's brow furrowed as he listened to the man speak. He did not seem to be lying. He would just have to let her bleed to death and kill one of the kids instead.

"You didn't answer my question." He concluded.

[HN]

"I know." The Doctor smirked. "I was hoping you wouldn't notice."

He paused, his ego was mounting, and to lie and say he couldn't help went against his grain. But bad things would only follow surely.

"I don't feel all too inclined to help you." he said in the end, refusing to say either way if he could or not.

[Sylar]

Sylar liked him, a bit. But not enough. He raised his weapon.

"If you can't do it then you're useless to me." Sylar smiled. He could do it himself given the time and the lab to himself. With the girl dead and him too he wouldn't have to worry, and Elle could keep the kids out of the way. They were making him dizzy with all that hopping about the place.

[HN]

Ok, so he cared little for the human girl or the others around him. However he didn't fancy dying just yet.

"I can do it." he said with a smile. Whatever this Sylar person could do with the cure, he could stop him. It would not be world ending. It wasn't worth sacrificing himself for. "I'm a genius of course I can do it."

[Elmo]

Evelyn popped up yet again.

Remington popped up a moment later than his sister.

"Do you have a deathwish? For Christ's sake, Evie...I'm not going to do this with you all day!" He yelled.

[Sylar]

Sylar smiled, he handed the vial of Mohinder's blood and the bottle of Adam's to Elle.

"You'll need a sample of the virus I take it." He said with a smile.

He kissed Elle passionately, he did like to win, and walked off, instructing Elle to shock the Doctor if he moved.

He entered the room that the room that had stored the blood he began searching through the vials and contents of the fridges. He found a bottle amongst a collection, the contents were clear and the label had his name written on it. He peeled the sticker off with disgust, screwed it up and flicked it away.

He grabbed a needle and filled the contents up. It was a safe assumption to make that this was the virus he had been injected with and looked at it with a mixture of pride and disgust.

He planned to infect Elle. If the cure the man made fixed her up then he would try it out on himself.

When he came back the kids had returned. They were getting on his nerves. He really was going to have one of them as his first meal.

[Elmo]

Remington did not like the way that his madman father was eying him, like a wolf and a fuzzy little bunny cowering in the woods.

"Uh..." Remington muttered, backing away, then he realized Evelyn would probably do something rash and jumped in front of her.

[Sylar]

Sylar dived for his 'daughter', Thing 1 as Elle called her - he did like her turn of phrase - with the loaded needle with a swift downward motion. But the boy got in the way, the needle slipped into his skin and he yelped. Sylar would retract and go for the girl again, but he didn't really like either of them, so he pushed the plunger and backed away with enough of the virus in the hypodermic to aid the manufacture of the cure. What better ginueapig than his own infected offspring.

[Elmo]

"F*ck!" Remington yelped, grabbing his shoulder and wincing.

Evelyn grabbed him as he fell back and Remington rubbed his head.

"What...what was that for?" Remington yelped.