Not again... (Gabriel)

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar had been enjoying his Sunday. He was strolling around town for quite some time and no one had bothered him. He was just kind of relaxing at the moment. Walking through the streets not giving a worry about anything. That was when sylar walked by a cafeteria that gave him a headache. It was the same one he got in a fight with before. He remembered not even throwing a punch and Gabriel threw a fucking cash register at my head. Fucking bitch, I swear if I see him again I won’t hold back. I’ll fight him head on and hopefully beat the shit out of him. That was what I did. I fought everyone. Sylar had come up to a park where nobody was. It was quite for Sylar and he liked it a lot. Even more now that he knew he could enjoy himself without even having to worry about anyone else. It was just him. He found a spot way in the middle and laid down. The grass was soft. It wasn’t packed hard so when he laid down it felt nice. It almost felt like the grass molded to the shape of his back. If it did then he would be able to lie there forever and not have to worry about. It did and sure enough sylar practically began to fall asleep.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel decided that perhaps this cafe wasn't the safest place in town, perhaps he gravitated towards trouble. But one way or another it found itself around this particular block of town. He let out a small laugh seeing the kid he'd smashed up pretty good a few days before pass by outside the window.

With an airy wave Gabriel gave him a flashy smile and an arrogant wave of royalty pretty much screaming, "I'm better than you, and I know it"

With his taunting through he returned to sipping down the Coffee he had. Yum.

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sitting up really quickly Sylar remembered something. He said that kid in the café, but not only that but he gave me the finger. What an ass. Sylar quickly stood of and stormed his way through people throwing them out of his way to get to the café. That mother f***er decided he could do that to me. Who the hell did he think he was. When sylar was out front he quickly burst through the doors. Slamming it open so hard that the hinges broke.

He quickly ran at the boy and jumped at him. If Sylar took him to the ground he would quickly start throwing punch after punch. Trying to go for the knockout. This mother f****er would hope that he never messed with him. Sylar didn’t care. Even if he managed to knock the kid out he would keep going until someone pulled him off or he had a very faint pulse. If he missed Sylar would quickly regain his balance and launched the nearest item that would be next to him, the table. Hopefully there was a couple knives there to.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel moved abruptly out of the man's path seeing him coming, he made way too much noise for a surprise attack, bursting the door off its hinges and whatnot. With eh speed he used Gabriel shifted upright and behind him in a swift motion. Gabriel would toy with him first not using his full strength merely taunting him like a child. If the man was too look up towards Gabriel he'd receive a strong back hand. Otherwise Gabriel would give a hard kick to the back.

"Ahh Sylar, a pleasure I presume...?' He said with a mocking tone to match a laugh, "Your tact is incredible my friend."

[Sylar Silverberg]

Quickly Sylar saw a knife that had fell to the floor. He felt the presence of Gabriel right behind him.

“Yes it is a pleasure to run into you once again Gabriel. Maybe the outcome will be different this time.“

Sylar quickly grabbed the knife that was at his feet and turned around. Hopefully fast enough to slash the kid with the knife in the chest or leg. If it was the chest then sylar would quickly do a Sparta kick and push Gabriel over. If it was the leg then Sylar would bring a knee to the gut. If he missed than Sylar would quickly step back and hope that Gabriel was surprised enough to allow sylar to become defensive.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel wasn't impressed by the showmanship with the small blade in fact it was a ridiculous statement proving his only worth was to win with the association of the blade. Gabriel didn't laugh nor smile, his face was stoic and dark. Dodging the blade was simple work evading a slash here on there and then he backed away defensively blade in hand.

"I doubt it but by all means go for it." He said with a cocky smile not bothering to strike.

Waiting waiting, alright done waiting. Gabriel took a long step forward and tried bitch slapping Sylar in the face violently before pulling back.

[Sylar Silverberg]

As sylar stood there waiting he noticed that Gabriel had closed the gap between them. He then tried to bitch slap Sylar. Sylar was not down for that and quickly ducked down. What he would do next might actually give him the upper hand. As he was ducking down he drove the knife into the general direction of Gabriel’s thigh. If it was successful he would drive it as far as he could get it in before Gabriel jumped back. If unsuccessful it would leave Sylar for a vulnerable attack from a knee. Sylar needed this one to hopefully damage a ligament. Even if it would just make him bleed then that would be all right for it would still be an immense amount of pain to get over. Hopefully it worked to his advantage.

[Gabriel Seran]

The kid found a use for that knife and Gabriel didn't let it stop him from striking a solid blow as well. As the metal blade pierced the skin Gabriel's Qi shot up sending volts through the kids knife directly into his hand. The voltage drastically increased through the metal. Gabriel would watch how the kid reacted before pulling lose the blade and tossing it aside. he didn't care much for it but he would make this memorable for Sylar.

Standing up Gabriel toppled over him and then dropped his weight into a punch to the kidney which if hit would send a shock wave of voltage through Sylar's body.

"Does it hurt Sylar, I want you to scream."

Strength: 83
Dexterity: 77
Constitution: 51
Intelligence: 11
Wisdom: 18
Charisma: 36

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar was now on his back and Gabriel did a kidney shot. That bitch couldn’t just stop there. He had to use his Qi and throw a pulse threw my body.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Your going to pay for that you sedative bitch.”

Sylar was in pain. It was serious pain. He felt as if he had sort of been electrocuted but at the same time he was getting pissed off. It would be his adrenaline that kept him going. Sylar would throw a punch at Gabriel’s face as hard as possible to take him out. He would make it hurt if he could. He just had to rub it in that he could do more. That I haven’t figured out my Qi yet. That stupid bitch. I had to hope it would hit to give me time to stand up and fight.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel laughed at his reaction, quite humorous how some people are. It was a trap all along, metal and electricity don/t work well together unless you're the one guiding it as a weapon. He laughed not realizing to dodge the punch. He took it bluntly in the face. Shaking it off he would punch Sylar again while on the ground, not full strength simply teasing again, and the electricity corsing through him would be enough pain.

"aww, you got to learn to be a bigger man, think before you go off abusing people. You can't act on angry impulses like that."

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar wanted to throw another punch out of pure anger once again. Wasn’t Gabriel technically fighting out of pure impulse? He had been stabbed in the leg and rushed to hit Sylar. He was contradicting what He had just said. Sylar wondered if Gabriel noticed that or if he was going to be another moron as well. Technically he was fighting smart in a way. Sylar didn’t move and would wait for Gabriel to do something. If he went for another kidney shot then Sylar would roll to the side and try to kick Gabriel’s face. If Gabriel tried to curb stop him, Sylar would roll to the side and use his legs to try and wrap around Gabriel’s legs. If he could get them he would bring Gabriel down to the ground. If he walked away the Sylar would stand up and fight.

[Gabriel Seran]

Rather than risk another repetitive thrust to his gut, Gabriel decided to kick the boy named Sylar into his stomach forcing the volts to enter his body just as forcefully as the punches. Reeling back he would aim to pound it in.

"The weak rarely beat the strong, hardly on their own at least." Gabriel mocked sourly

He paced about the small room looking down at Sylar's body, the kid indeed had determination to fight on, certainly a good trait. He smiled thinking it all through, funny. Gabriel would kick him again this time nearer to the diaphragm. He was relentless, it was to teach him a lesson.

"Fortunately for you, I'm not out for blood." Gabriel squated down beside Sylar's head slowly, "Not yours at least..."

[Sylar Silverberg]

“Whose are you after and how could I help?”

Sylar couldn’t believe he was going to give onto the kid. He hated him but for some reason he wanted to join his side. He wanted to get strong and if it meant joining up with this kid he would. He would let nothing stop him as of right then. He just had to get out alive and become stronger. It seemed this kid was the only way that was going to happen. Gabriel seemed like he was asking for a favor. It just had to be that or else why was Sylar still breathing. Gabriel could have easily knocked him out already and Sylar couldn’t do much about it. Hopefully Sylar gave him what he wanted. What he needed from him. Sylar was not strong but it seemed like he wanted something. Let’s see and find out what exactly Gabriel wanted from him.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel didn't need help and certainly wasn't asking a favor but couldn't pass up the opportunity for new blood even so much so driven to the extents this one was. Consistently going up against someone he knew was stronger than him. Suicide, but thats what he wanted, a soldier benign of their individual thoughts and worked for the conglomerate in an attempt for the greater good. for strength and honor.

Gabriel let his hand drop to the kids face sending a low voltage through his face, it wasn't too strong that it would damage him but it certainly would cause him to flinch or even yelp.

"Do you have what it takes to go against the code of honor?" Gabriel purred softly questioning the kid, "We must give up somethings for our greater purposes... If it is strength you want you must give up your will to me."

All things set aside Gabriel would have his power, his war.

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar couldn’t help but flinch from the voltage of power that Gabriel had sent though his face. Now was the moment of truth. Could Sylar erase the code of honor at the school and listen to Gabriel? Would he give himself up to gain the strength he wants to posses? Would he be able to endure the challenges. With all the statements he answered with a single word… yes. He would do it for he wanted strength.

“I give you my will to become stronger. I will break the code to fight by your side. I will take anyone down for you or die trying.”

He meant the last part figuratively. I only hoped that he would understand that too. I lie there to listen what he would say.