Sylar gave him his coat he knew what was coming, that terrible feeling before something great. That feeling of failure before triumph. Fear before a Win. Loss before Gain... That feeling was vengeance. Sylar would steam roll right through the scientists and be happy again, especially him...Favell. His fist clenched and re realized it really was cold out. But he just smiled. They neared the warehouse and Sylar looked around, no one. He lifted the door and motioned for Shrodinger to come in.

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Thanks for the Siggy Piro!
"Every Day we defiantly stand and give Death the finger..." Allucard

"Im Deep, most don't know it, but if you don't, then You don't know me at all... I see the hidden messege in everything, songs, paintings, stories... I can read you by your actions." ~ Allucard