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Beneath the Suffocating Night by strangesicksad (R)
Fandom: HEROES
Pairing: Mohinder/Sylar, Sylar/Luke
Length: ~5600
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
strangesicksad
Author Website: Here, here or fic tagged here
Why this must be read: Because Sylar has a wide taste in travelling companions and this fic does a great job of contrasting his first and latest roadtrip buddies as well as the man he is with each of them. Mohinder's - out of the government's frying pan to the fire of captivity of another kind - as an outside perspective on the offsetness of Sylar/Luke, with a Luke-voice that hits the right petulant just-the-wrong-side-of-creepy.
The tension between Mohinder and Sylar is palpable with a deft edging of what-we-aren't-the-only-two-people-in-the-room levels of snark. I really like the limited use of powers - although whee! to the lie detecting - keeping the focus on who the characters are to each other, not what they could do.
Mohinder turned to face him. “You’re the only one who’s allowed to hurt me, is that it?”
Sylar shrugged. “Something like that.”
“I don’t want you to kill anyone, Sylar. There’s been enough death.”
Sylar examined him. “You pulled the trigger on me once. Do you still want me to die?”
“I think you should die. You kill and kill, and you show no signs of ever stopping. You’ve caused so much harm to so many people. As long as you’re alive, you endanger everyone around you.” Mohinder exhaled. “But I don’t want to be the one who kills you.”
“That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” Sylar smiled. “I did save your life today, you know.”
“It doesn’t count if you’re going to end up murdering me."
Beneath the Suffocating Night
Pairing: Mohinder/Sylar, Sylar/Luke
Length: ~5600
Author on LJ:
strangesicksadAuthor Website: Here, here or fic tagged here
Why this must be read: Because Sylar has a wide taste in travelling companions and this fic does a great job of contrasting his first and latest roadtrip buddies as well as the man he is with each of them. Mohinder's - out of the government's frying pan to the fire of captivity of another kind - as an outside perspective on the offsetness of Sylar/Luke, with a Luke-voice that hits the right petulant just-the-wrong-side-of-creepy.
The tension between Mohinder and Sylar is palpable with a deft edging of what-we-aren't-the-only-two-people-in-the-room levels of snark. I really like the limited use of powers - although whee! to the lie detecting - keeping the focus on who the characters are to each other, not what they could do.
Mohinder turned to face him. “You’re the only one who’s allowed to hurt me, is that it?”
Sylar shrugged. “Something like that.”
“I don’t want you to kill anyone, Sylar. There’s been enough death.”
Sylar examined him. “You pulled the trigger on me once. Do you still want me to die?”
“I think you should die. You kill and kill, and you show no signs of ever stopping. You’ve caused so much harm to so many people. As long as you’re alive, you endanger everyone around you.” Mohinder exhaled. “But I don’t want to be the one who kills you.”
“That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” Sylar smiled. “I did save your life today, you know.”
“It doesn’t count if you’re going to end up murdering me."
Beneath the Suffocating Night