Distractions: Four Months Ago...
Adam was very intrigued to know what this man's ability was, supposedly "worthy enough to be locked up along side a god." Remembering the fight with "Evan the Human Replicator" back in the 1700's, or at least his army of clones. He was defeated that day when they pushed him off of the cliff into the river, and that was when he realized the need of followers. The same reason why he helped start the Company in the first place, which he now regretted so after being in this cage for so long. But now he thought that he might need help from the man with the "deep voice", and he really didn't plan to fail this time around.
"What's your name...or should I just call you Hello?" Adam heard the man's "normal voice now", as he then responded through the wall. Since Adam already didn't plan to tell the man with the "strange voice" his name just yet, he still tried to sound as friendly as possible though. "Me, you know it's been a while since I've had the chance to talk with someone like this?" He told him the truth, but didn't really want to start a conversation about himself right now. "So what's you're name then?"
The man was annoyingly persistent to know what Adam's name was, but he still wasn't willing to tell him at least until the man with the deep voice gave his first. "My name..." he then heard the man's laughter echo through the walls. "You can call me Sylar...What are you in for?" Trying to remember where he heard that name before, Adam realized that it must be an alias. So he wondered if maybe this man had a dark past that he wanted to forget, if this were true then they both had at least one thing in common. Adam himself had taken on a few dozen names over the last 400 years, but most notably as Takezo Kensei in the 1600's.
"Well, you came to the right place." Adam tested Sylar's patience for just a little longer, "I have to warn you though, it does get a bit old." His cruel joke echoed down the halls and through time, as he then began with his proposition. "Let me guess, you were living a perfectly ordinary life until one day you discovered you could do incredible things?" He didn't give the man enough time to answer before continuing on, "Bet it was wonderful at first and thought perhaps you could save the world, and then you realized tragically that you were dangerous?" After first letting that sink deeply within him, he then decided to add. "And yet you talk to me after a decade, actually talk to me after three."
Adam blankly stared out into space with all seriousness as he silently waited for Sylar's reply, but when he heard the man's unnaturally deep voice again it caused a shiver to go down his spine. Now Adam wasn't sure if he even wanted this man's help after all, maybe he really was locked up for a good reason? So then he decided to leave Sylar alone for a while, until he heard someone quickly open the man's cell door again. There was a great commotion afterward that echoed through the walls, a few minutes passed when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Standing right outside his own cell window in the hallway, was a man with blood on his hands staring back at him through the glass.
Immediately knowing for whom it must be, Adam had now seen the face of Sylar. After noticing the blood he assumed that the man must've killed one of his own visitors in order to escape, so he then carefully tried to find out what happened. "You've been through something awful haven't you?" But the man with the deep voice just stood there silently, as an evil grin began to form across his face. "I'm sorry." Adam answered the man's own question for him, now preparing for what was really about to happen.
To Be Continued . . .
Copyright ©2008 by Michael Copley. All Rights Reserved.
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Story Written by Amras Aldarion
"Meds" by Rob Giles
Thank You Tim Kring, and Everyone for Reading . . .
Thank you for the comment, but I don't have access to the video . . . so I'm sorry for that, and I'll try to do that later . . .
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