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I Am The Highway by kathrynthegr8 (R)
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Fandom: HEROES
Pairing: Sylar/Claire, Luke
Length: 3,500
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kathrynthegr8
Author Website: Fic Masterlist
Why This Must Be Read: I like my Sylar/Claire fic dark and angsty, and this certainly fits the bill, but at the same time, there's a great undercurrent of dark humour throughout. In amidst blunt force trauma and kidnapping, you'll find yourself grinning at the banter. I don't usually go for dubcon, because the Sylar-as-a-rapist trope is one I don't find particularly convincing, but it works here because kathrynthegr8 never pulls any punches with her Sylar characterisation: he's as unapologetically violent and self-serving as he is in canon, sociopathic in a way that we don't often see in fic. At no point does she try to redeem or excuse who Sylar is, and that's a really refreshing approach.
Similarly, I love her Luke. He has no conscience, desperate to please Sylar and unfailing loyal to him, while at the same time, having a wonderfully age-appropriate teenage outlook on things. The awkward master/apprentice relationship between Sylar and Luke is spot on, and the growing friendship between Luke and Claire is very believable. If the show went to a darker place, I could definitely see this fic being canon. Filled with dozens of little details, this fic makes you feel as if you're in the car, on that road trip with them. The twist at the end is a sucker punch to the gut; this fic will leave you reeling.
Excerpt:
Sylar watched with mild interest as Luke shoved the body of a blond girl in the back seat and climbed in the front, face covered in sweat and breathing heavily from the exertion.
"I asked for a Coke, Luke," he ground out as he slammed the car into gear and accelerated out of the parking lot. "If I wanted a dead girl, I can supply my own."
Luke dug around in the bag on his lap and brandished a cold soda at Sylar. "She's not dead! I hit her over the head with a car battery."
"That's blunt force trauma, genius. She's dead." He opened his Coke with one hand and took a sip. "And I suppose no one in there saw this suave move of yours?"
"I don't think so." Luke considered. "Probably not. It was in the back of the store, by the restrooms. I saw her coming out and took a chance. Wait til you see her; she's hot."
"Maybe, if I were a necrophiliac." Sylar rolled his eyes. The kid was starting to become a real liability; even if he wanted the information Luke had, it was getting risky to keep him around. "You'll have to bury her when we stop next." Making the kid dig a ditch and take care of his own mess might teach him a lesson, though Sylar doubted it.
I Am The Highway
Fandom: HEROES
Pairing: Sylar/Claire, Luke
Length: 3,500
Author on LJ:
kathrynthegr8Author Website: Fic Masterlist
Why This Must Be Read: I like my Sylar/Claire fic dark and angsty, and this certainly fits the bill, but at the same time, there's a great undercurrent of dark humour throughout. In amidst blunt force trauma and kidnapping, you'll find yourself grinning at the banter. I don't usually go for dubcon, because the Sylar-as-a-rapist trope is one I don't find particularly convincing, but it works here because kathrynthegr8 never pulls any punches with her Sylar characterisation: he's as unapologetically violent and self-serving as he is in canon, sociopathic in a way that we don't often see in fic. At no point does she try to redeem or excuse who Sylar is, and that's a really refreshing approach.
Similarly, I love her Luke. He has no conscience, desperate to please Sylar and unfailing loyal to him, while at the same time, having a wonderfully age-appropriate teenage outlook on things. The awkward master/apprentice relationship between Sylar and Luke is spot on, and the growing friendship between Luke and Claire is very believable. If the show went to a darker place, I could definitely see this fic being canon. Filled with dozens of little details, this fic makes you feel as if you're in the car, on that road trip with them. The twist at the end is a sucker punch to the gut; this fic will leave you reeling.
Excerpt:
Sylar watched with mild interest as Luke shoved the body of a blond girl in the back seat and climbed in the front, face covered in sweat and breathing heavily from the exertion.
"I asked for a Coke, Luke," he ground out as he slammed the car into gear and accelerated out of the parking lot. "If I wanted a dead girl, I can supply my own."
Luke dug around in the bag on his lap and brandished a cold soda at Sylar. "She's not dead! I hit her over the head with a car battery."
"That's blunt force trauma, genius. She's dead." He opened his Coke with one hand and took a sip. "And I suppose no one in there saw this suave move of yours?"
"I don't think so." Luke considered. "Probably not. It was in the back of the store, by the restrooms. I saw her coming out and took a chance. Wait til you see her; she's hot."
"Maybe, if I were a necrophiliac." Sylar rolled his eyes. The kid was starting to become a real liability; even if he wanted the information Luke had, it was getting risky to keep him around. "You'll have to bury her when we stop next." Making the kid dig a ditch and take care of his own mess might teach him a lesson, though Sylar doubted it.
I Am The Highway
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Thank you so much for the rec!
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Thanks so much for writing such a brilliant fic!