uh-oh...? (Sylar/open)

[Gabriel Seran]

A long first day indeed. Upon his return to the school he'd gotten nothing but negetive influences. And those that were generally good were clouded by the ones that were horrible. Gabriel didn't have to deal with this shit. He didn't deserve it, or at least he didn't know why he deserved it. He wished there was an explaination though if he found out would it bring him back to his old ways? When he was supposedly evil?

His emerald eyes traced the school. Nothing but violence, it was quite pointless. The school was divided though in the first instants of his return they seemed to be more united than ever. At the very least he was doing some good, diverting their hate towards him. A small sigh. Laughing was out of the question when one was so unhappy.

A man without a past is one without a future. He understood that line from somewhere and the fact taht he couldn't remember irritated him to new degrees. Gabriel stood forcefully tossing a rock across the back yard putting a hole through the baseball player's scoreboard.

"Ooops...." He said quietly before collapsing under the sudden pressure. Ouch, still not 100%

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar accidentally ran into the student. He was about to yell at him to watch where he was going but he noticed it was Gabriel. That wasn’t good, but yet again how did Sylar knock him down. Sylar was thrilled to see him again though. He hadn't seen the kid in a while.

“Gabriel. Am I glad to see you. What happened to you? I’ve been wondering where you went and was awaiting my next orders. What are they?” Sylar was loyal to Gabriel. There was bo way to prove otherwise to Sylar so he would always be on his side. The only way he would leave is if Gabriel tried to intently kill Sylar in person. There was no way Gabriel would do that but it doesn’t mean it hasn’t passed through Sylar’s head every once in a while.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel hit the soft grass with a smooth thump. His eyes were a bit dazed at the sudden brightness in the sky. At about this time he came to the realization that he wasn't in the best possible shape imaginable. All he could truly figure was that his injuries were getting the best of him and from what he could tell the medication wasn't helping all too much.

Another stange character made his way to bump into Gabriel not shuddering him astray because of his current position on the ground but in reaction he flinched looking up with a certain ferocity. Rather than retaliate the boy made his way to acknowledge him. Another one who knew him? And what did he mean by orders?

Gabriel's eyes peered at him surveying intensly as his mind reached for a name or at the very lest a memory that would connect the two in some point of time. No, there was nothing. Gabriel shook his head and replied slowly not bothering to stand.

"I'm sorry but who are you?"

[Sylar Silverberg]

Who is he? Sylar was confused that Gabriel wouldn’t know who he is. He had followed orders preciously and now he didn’t know him. What kind of games is he playing at, or was this a test? Sylar started to wonder if maybe Gabriel was testing him. If so then he would not fail. Sylar was sure he knew what was going on. He was being tested.

“The name’s Sylar. My last name isn’t important much so no need to worry about it. Here, let me help you up.

Sylar would offer the kid his hand and hope that Gabriel would take it. Sylar was going to find out if he was being tested or not, real soon hopefully.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel took the kid's hand but had a wry look on his face. He didn't know why the guy was acting so weird. Again, he couldn't quite pin the face to a name or even now the name to a memory. It didn't matter Gabriel assumed he wouldn't associate with the dark kind of personna Sylar seemed to appropriate with.

"Thanks..." Gabriel said questionable giving him a faltering stare looking right and left trying to find a way out of the small talk or even a means to get away.

Gabriel came to a stand awkwardly wobbling as his knees buckled at the odd sensation of his bodies weight however light he was. The shraptnel that had torn through his skin hadn't given his muscles appropriate time to heal. If he was smarter he would ahve stayed with Bastille. He knew it was safe there dispite her hostile attitude. Though Gabriel had too much pride to go wobbling back rather he would take a stand and march on his own free will not even taking Sylar's pity.

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar watched as Gabriel pretended like he didn’t know him, but what if he did not remember anything. Then this would be pointless. It didn’t matter for that meant Sylar didn’t have to worry about getting his butt handed to Gabriel all the time. Time for revenge.

“Actually I liked it better when you were on the ground.”

Sylar would step closer and thrust an elbow to the face, hopefully knocking him down. That was better. Now Sylar would have control if it was successful. If not then he would do whatever possible to move out of the way.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel took the elbow to the face not suspecting a thing. The violence had in fact thrown him off and suddenly to the floor. A heated pain surged through his cheek flushing veins with a rose look. That'd leave a bruise great. His body sprawled on the floor beaten but not broken he would act acordingly to this assault now would be his turn to dish out the beating.

His muscles in his leg flexed out and upward as his right hand shot up into a strong fisted uppercut aimed at the boy's chin. He'd have a hard time talking with an injury like that. It'd teach him not to be a liar and on top of that a hypocrite (ooc: Irony!).

(ooc: Stats due to drop-
Str:53
Dex: 46
Con: 32)

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar was hit with a powerful punch. It definitely would leave him a very bad bruise if not more. The only thing was that it wasn’t what he wanted to do. He wanted to strike at Gabriel and pummel him. In the process he would hope that Gabriel would get his senses back. This had to work.

Sylar gained his bearings and ran at Gabriel. It wasn’t far to go but he would quickly go for the mid section and try to drive Gabriel into the ground. If he did he would get on top of him and would try to gain control. He was looking for a pin. The kid had to be already in a lot of pain so the faster this fight is over then that was good. Hopefully Gabriel came to first.

[Gabriel Seran]

The violent kid made for a quick dive at Gabriel's mid-section undoubtably trying to tackle him to the ground and make what speed he had useless. Though this of course would come to no avail Gabriel saw it coming and would surely be one faster. His feet buckled under his weight suddenly. Shit he was in for it now. Gabriel tucked the falling weight of his knees under him so that he rolled under the attack and with the same motion he rolled out of the way seeking refuge from the kid's assaults.

His breath was heavy from the tears and pain in his legs. Tired, his condition only seemed to be getting worse. The sooner he'd pass out the sooner he'd see his demon eyed angel once more. Gabriel shut that out quickly. No he wouldn't allow for weakness.

His legs thrust up suddenly sweeping across the distance till he'd be under Sylar and with that he'd fire off a left handed uppercut into the boy's gut. hopefully it would send him sprawling.

[Sylar Silverberg]

While in the air Sylar watched as Gabriel feel to the floor and threw a punch right for the gut. Their was no way for him to avoid it and took the punch directly. When he hit the floor he tucked and rolled to an upright position. One knee on the ground still.

"I see you still have your strength.

Sylar would then stand up completely. He would run over to where Gabe was and would try to grab him. if he did then he would throw him with all his might at the school wall. If Gabe moved and stood up sylar would throw a couple punches (5 total) at gabe, hoping that they hit.

[Gabriel Seran]

Strength? What had he meant by that Gabriel wasn't strong in fact he was just out of bed and still stuck on the medication. Or was he? Had all that strength been hiding behind his shell had once in a past life he'd been stronger? What did he know but the last few days beyond that it was all a blank. violence and aggression was not in his world but it seems as though his old life had followed him here into this new destination.

His emerald hues traced the kid charge bluntly without the means to stop or evade. He was going in for grappling Gabriel knew that wasn't good though he'd landed a lucky stike he couldn't get lucky forever. He backed up evading the boys grasp with a single gracful step. And instead of allowing to be beaten back he plowed forward driving a right fist into the boy's skull probably tearing some skin as he did.

Though it came with a sacrifice as the hits from the boy's fists knocked a bit of air out of his lungs leaving his punch a bit lesser than it could have been.

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar's punches landed one after another, although with a sacrifice. He was punched ine the side of the skull. It gave him a headache and sprawled him across the floor. That wasn't good for him. That means he was getting some strength back or he was getting lucky. Hopefully it was luck so that Sylar would still have a chance.

Sylar quickly stood up and got ready. He quickly took a couple of steps and threw a hook with his right hand. If it hit he would follow through with a knee to the left and a jab to the nose. If one of them missed he would duck down and try to avoid whatever Gabriel threw. If he successfully dodged he would come up with an uppercut, full force.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel stood in a neutral stance his features were solid and intense as a fiery stare was shot across the small space they had inhabited. He watched as Sylar made his approach with violent intent. Gabriel would have none of this he'd have the upperhand in this fight he'd hae justice and defend the weak, he'd change this cruelty.

As the strikes entered range Gabriel dodged nimbly and sifted to the side to evade the thrusts with a smooth motion Gabriel turned a 360* turn whilest clasping his hands and drew a clamped set of fists upward directed towards the boy's jaw with startling force and speed.

Whether the attack hit or miss Gabriel would step back and observe once more.

"Is that what you wanted a fight? What purpose does that have? You who does not fight for anything shall always fail." Gabriel fired at him verbally obvious dissapointment in his voice.

[Sylar Silverberg]

SYlar stepped out of the way of the attack and turned to face the kid.

"Actually Gabriel. My fighting has a greater purpose then what you think. So I have a purpose for which I fight for. You did at one point in time. You had people that would do anything for you and you don't remember any of it. With that in mind i'll take my leave. You can say you defeated me, or you can say it was mutual and neither party won. When you remember the past i will be there, waiting to speak with you again. Until then i'll take my leave."

SYlar would start to walk away with his head down. if Gabriel did nothing then he would leave and not say anything. If gabriel talked then Sylar would stay. otherwise he would wait for the real Gabriel to come back, if that ever happened.

(ooc: If you want we can continue. Pm me if you want the win or i get it or if it is a tie.)