Panacea
Title: Panacea
Characters/Pairing: Sylar/Maya
Rating: R
Word count: 1,105
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Summery: She's cured but would rather stab him then thank.
Note: KW Verse. 1st person, angry Maya.
I imagined, you know, for just a moment, grabbing the needle from him and stabbing him. Somewhere that would really hurt, like an eye. Or between his legs, make sure that no more little Sylar's would ever walk about.
My Nadia is not his, she's all mine. And it's something he doesn't seem to understand. She's a meal in preparation for him, something still growing. I fear it that one day his happy smiles at her will drop like his loving face did to me and he'll become the monster I know he is. But I will gut him before that, never touching my child with his treacherous, bloody hands.
He says he doesn't want to kill me but whatever comes out if his mouth is bullshit...But I can't take the risk. He is crazy and mean enough to give me that virus, make me ill as well as striping away my power. Once Nad was born I felt a wide open target, fearing that at any moment he would be breathing down my neck, filthy fingers touching my hair. I withheld two months but I couldn't any longer.
I hoped when the strange looking fluid - purplish in the light - would take the sickness from me it would also release my power. I ached to strangle him with it, eyes bugging out of his head and seeping those tears. I had asked him what this miracle cure all was made from - a Panacea he calls it - but that know-it-all, fucking stupid smirk was stuck on his face and I wanted to slap it off him.
He just said I had something to do with it, all along I had the power to help him and neither of us knew it. Bullshit. I told him so and he had just shook his head and took my elbow in his hand. I looked away from it when he entered it in me, feeling, god help me, strangely perverse to let him do that to me. My face started heating and he must have taken my silence for unease.
"It's ok," he said to me in that soft voice of his, "I know these months have been tough on you, really tough, but you have amazing strength Maya. Everything will be ok now, you and Nadia are safe and sound."
I stared at him and he took the needle out of my arm and placed a cotton-ball where a bead of blood appeared. I couldn't stop staring at him. I actually felt amazed by him.
"You're one wicked son of a bitch and you're going straight to hell one day Gabriel. And I could care less what you think so keep your snake words to yourself." He had actually pouted at me! Crossed his arms in a mood like a little boy. I sucked my teeth at him - he winces every time I do it and gets in a pissy mood - and made to leave when he suddenly grabbed my wrist.
"Maya...you need to calm down, I mean it this isn't good for you or our baby."
"Shut the hell up! Our baby?" I laughed at him and his nostrils flared. He stood over me, trying to intimidate me and I could suddenly feel a pain in my chest, over my heart and the smell of my own blood. I just lost it. I cupped him and twisted and he went down like a wet towel. I kicked him in the ribs and spat before I was thrust back against the wall. His power. He got to his knees, angry and just started staring at me with those wolf eyes before he began to shake his head, a hand in his hair while the other gingerly touched himself. I hope he pissed blood.
He looked at me with a soft, puppyish intensity. "Please Maya?"
"Please what?!"
"I just, I just want things to be like before. I want you to act like you did before."
I couldn't believe what he was saying to me. Him throwing those words at me. I was angry but at that moment I wanted to cry, it crashed down on me and it was a sadness I didn't want to face up to. My hands shock and rubbed at my chest. I've changed, I know it but I guess some things never will. I swallowed the tears down. So much bitterness, it was dissolving me inside-out. "She seems to have disappeared Gabriel, along with the man I loved and my b - brother." I bit into the inner flesh of my mouth until it bleed to stop from talking anymore, weeping. I don't understand how I can hate someone so much and yet feel this extent of sadness. I want to belittle it, I do that to his face but it's not the truth.
He got to his feet and thankfully kept his distance. "Do you remember in the car on the way to New York? You told me that I was the first man you had fallen in love with. You said that if things had been different you would -"
"Stop it! Just...stop." But he wouldn't, he kept on.
"No! All those years of being alone and used and to finally have what I craved. You have no idea what it was like for me back then, I never conceived that a woman would really love me to the extent you do."
"Did." I countered fiercely but he just shook his head with a small smile and came closer.
"You can't deny it Maya. You never wanted a family, you never wanted anyone in your life because you never thought anyone was special enough. Right? You feel it still..." I kept silent, teeth clenched tight. I had told him about what my life was like back home, about the way I felt but the way he can see things about me was frightening. He sighed and touched my face, fingertips grazing my cheek. I jerked and found that I had control over my body. I pushed him away and turned my back to him, walking away from the lab. But I stopped halfway down and turned back, raised my voice.
"If you come into my room again I will slit your throat. Don't let your conceited delusions get in the way of that fact, I won't hesitate."
"I know...I miss you smiling at me Maya."
I slitted my eyes at him and pulled my lips back in a grimace, a mock grin and he just gazed at me like I just called him angel.
Characters/Pairing: Sylar/Maya
Rating: R
Word count: 1,105
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Summery: She's cured but would rather stab him then thank.
Note: KW Verse. 1st person, angry Maya.
I imagined, you know, for just a moment, grabbing the needle from him and stabbing him. Somewhere that would really hurt, like an eye. Or between his legs, make sure that no more little Sylar's would ever walk about.
My Nadia is not his, she's all mine. And it's something he doesn't seem to understand. She's a meal in preparation for him, something still growing. I fear it that one day his happy smiles at her will drop like his loving face did to me and he'll become the monster I know he is. But I will gut him before that, never touching my child with his treacherous, bloody hands.
He says he doesn't want to kill me but whatever comes out if his mouth is bullshit...But I can't take the risk. He is crazy and mean enough to give me that virus, make me ill as well as striping away my power. Once Nad was born I felt a wide open target, fearing that at any moment he would be breathing down my neck, filthy fingers touching my hair. I withheld two months but I couldn't any longer.
I hoped when the strange looking fluid - purplish in the light - would take the sickness from me it would also release my power. I ached to strangle him with it, eyes bugging out of his head and seeping those tears. I had asked him what this miracle cure all was made from - a Panacea he calls it - but that know-it-all, fucking stupid smirk was stuck on his face and I wanted to slap it off him.
He just said I had something to do with it, all along I had the power to help him and neither of us knew it. Bullshit. I told him so and he had just shook his head and took my elbow in his hand. I looked away from it when he entered it in me, feeling, god help me, strangely perverse to let him do that to me. My face started heating and he must have taken my silence for unease.
"It's ok," he said to me in that soft voice of his, "I know these months have been tough on you, really tough, but you have amazing strength Maya. Everything will be ok now, you and Nadia are safe and sound."
I stared at him and he took the needle out of my arm and placed a cotton-ball where a bead of blood appeared. I couldn't stop staring at him. I actually felt amazed by him.
"You're one wicked son of a bitch and you're going straight to hell one day Gabriel. And I could care less what you think so keep your snake words to yourself." He had actually pouted at me! Crossed his arms in a mood like a little boy. I sucked my teeth at him - he winces every time I do it and gets in a pissy mood - and made to leave when he suddenly grabbed my wrist.
"Maya...you need to calm down, I mean it this isn't good for you or our baby."
"Shut the hell up! Our baby?" I laughed at him and his nostrils flared. He stood over me, trying to intimidate me and I could suddenly feel a pain in my chest, over my heart and the smell of my own blood. I just lost it. I cupped him and twisted and he went down like a wet towel. I kicked him in the ribs and spat before I was thrust back against the wall. His power. He got to his knees, angry and just started staring at me with those wolf eyes before he began to shake his head, a hand in his hair while the other gingerly touched himself. I hope he pissed blood.
He looked at me with a soft, puppyish intensity. "Please Maya?"
"Please what?!"
"I just, I just want things to be like before. I want you to act like you did before."
I couldn't believe what he was saying to me. Him throwing those words at me. I was angry but at that moment I wanted to cry, it crashed down on me and it was a sadness I didn't want to face up to. My hands shock and rubbed at my chest. I've changed, I know it but I guess some things never will. I swallowed the tears down. So much bitterness, it was dissolving me inside-out. "She seems to have disappeared Gabriel, along with the man I loved and my b - brother." I bit into the inner flesh of my mouth until it bleed to stop from talking anymore, weeping. I don't understand how I can hate someone so much and yet feel this extent of sadness. I want to belittle it, I do that to his face but it's not the truth.
He got to his feet and thankfully kept his distance. "Do you remember in the car on the way to New York? You told me that I was the first man you had fallen in love with. You said that if things had been different you would -"
"Stop it! Just...stop." But he wouldn't, he kept on.
"No! All those years of being alone and used and to finally have what I craved. You have no idea what it was like for me back then, I never conceived that a woman would really love me to the extent you do."
"Did." I countered fiercely but he just shook his head with a small smile and came closer.
"You can't deny it Maya. You never wanted a family, you never wanted anyone in your life because you never thought anyone was special enough. Right? You feel it still..." I kept silent, teeth clenched tight. I had told him about what my life was like back home, about the way I felt but the way he can see things about me was frightening. He sighed and touched my face, fingertips grazing my cheek. I jerked and found that I had control over my body. I pushed him away and turned my back to him, walking away from the lab. But I stopped halfway down and turned back, raised my voice.
"If you come into my room again I will slit your throat. Don't let your conceited delusions get in the way of that fact, I won't hesitate."
"I know...I miss you smiling at me Maya."
I slitted my eyes at him and pulled my lips back in a grimace, a mock grin and he just gazed at me like I just called him angel.