Sylar

(Daniel Buzzetti is buzz_me and appears at their request. Six fics done, six to go. Holy crap, I created a monster.)


You don't like it here; you never have, really. You're a city boy, always have and always will be, and while you understand the necessity of the move out here to Colorado, the whole place puts you on edge. It's too quiet--even in the dead streets of New York, you could hear the buzz of power and life. There are too many animals--the entire place reeks; you're glad you never picked up an enhanced sense of smell. And let's not even get started on your gracious host.

Daniel Buzzetti.

He's too calm. Too collected. Even you felt something when New York died around you, and you pride yourself on not letting little things like remorse get to you. But him? He seems to take the whole thing in stride--hell, he doesn't even flinch when you tell him you're a killer--and somehow it makes you feel more like a stranger in a strange land. Probably because the first time you meet, you write it off as simple country boy charm.

( On your second meeting, you're not so sure. )


Muse: Gabriel Gray (Sylar)
Fandom: Heroes
Word Count: 760