The Sixth Extinction

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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

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[invincibleblond]

It was Claire... what was left of her. Nude and pinned to the slab like a modern day Jesus, the young-looking blond that was once the beautiful Claire Bennet laid out on display like a broken car chassis that had been used for part

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There was probably no one else left who would have known Claire in this state. Sylar was certain the moment he stepped through the doorway, before he even approached the slab. The ice in his blood melted quickly and began to boil furiously as he looked at her, reached out a hand and touched her matted, greasy hair. His own brunette locks had been shorn away completely to barely military fuzz, but Claire had obviously been here for som time, and no one gave a damn.

He had never seen such monstrosity. It rivaled even what had been done to him in Primatech, and though he knew immortals were used like this he had never seen it. Now he saw, and to Claire of all of them, his prey and his nemesis for so long. He hadn't seen her in what may now be decades, but that doesn't change the depth of their bloody and violent history

[invincibleblond]

She had not been truly awake in a long time. It had been years since she'd felt true weakness and real pain. So once that shard was slipped from her skull and her ability began running it's course through her blood, Claire moaned air soft, her voice as dry as kindling paper. The ache in both her stomach and bones reverberated through her body as her eyes cracked open only in the slightest.

Her skin was still yellow, this was began her liver was gone, taken just before Sylar had appeared, the organ now slowly regenerating itself. The texture of her flesh was better though, her skin soaking in the water from the bath the brunette had her in.

Searching through bleary, red eyes, Claire eventually looked up at the man who'd saved her from hell. She said nothing, only stared before her eyes began rolling back, her head lolling from side to side. Sylar couldn't possibly have saved her... she must still be asleep.

She was having a nightmare.

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He didn't even have to worry about her slipping in and drowning, but he kept an eye on her as he turned aside and drew a cool glass of water from the tap. He brought it and crouched beside her, reaching one deadly hand out to craddle he back of her head and steady it as he touched the cup to her lips. "Drink. It'll help." ever the dark and velvety purr, no malice in it, just quiet awe and pity. It had been a long time sInce he'd seen another. This was not the meeting he imagined.

[invincibleblond]

Claire did not need to be told again. Her body screamed for hydration so once her lips knew what was touching them, she gulped the water slowly, but only because of her weakness. She was greedy for it and within moments, the glass was empty and that papery unused voice came again, this time bearing a word.

"More..."