becomes a lion

“you must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame; how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?” -independent roleplay blog for Arthur Petrelli from Heroes- semi selective

[becomesalion]

"What's your logic?"

“My logic is the truth. My logic is that we are the overmen, waiting for our throne to sit upon. My logic is that we should come out of this hiding.”

[catchthatregenerator]

“Wonderful,” he said. 

He clapped Arthur on the shoulders. He was so old now, Arthur was. His life ingrained on his face like some noble symbol. A spark of envy hit Adam, although he would never admit that either. He’d never want to show what life was to him. 

 “And of course, there will be no attempts on anyone’s life, with honor or without. We’re going to come together and for at least a night, pretend it’s better days.”

Arthur did want to see Angela then. Cautiously noted. 

“I’ll be looking forward to it.”

[becomesalion]

The gesture was a friendly one but not welcome. He wanted to move back from him. He wanted to take back his acceptance. But better days, that drew him. A weak point. That small point that still existed that missed the times when things were better, less cold and empty. Sometimes he felt hollow. But power was a lonely thing to have. And he chose power, always, didn’t he? Over everything.

“Where are we going to relive our better days, old friend? At a restaurant or someone’s home? And who else should be joining us?”

[forwhatevercomes-blog]

He knew all about compromise. It had been drilled into them for a long time. Him and Nathan. All the sacrifices they had to make. All the ones that they had made. Sometimes Peter wondered if half the stories were true. 

“Right. I know.” he said, giving a small nod. “What thought?’

[becomesalion]

He was rushing through this and Arthur was sure that once he was out of here Peter was going to take a slow and steady breath from his parted lips. He was going to to break one day- Arthur was waiting on that.

“Like your life here...your brother....”

[catchthatregenerator]

Adam closed his eyes. 

This was not what should have been. Adam’s being, what he was: Arthur should have been influenced to be different as his follower. A better man, more efficient. Adam was the closest thing to God they had, and they turned to their worst natures. 

“You told on your own self,” he said. He pushed lightly at Arthur’s hands. “Always so caught up in the literal.”

“You’re Absalom, Arthur. No one else.”

[becomesalion]

The answer was not one he had expected. It angered him. Tempted that with brief contact he would use his abilities. But right now he did not think he could bear to see Adam dead. Sentiment? He wouldn’t call it that. Nostalgia, maybe.

“You were never my father, Adam. You were simply a hand that guided. A teacher. Every teacher has to let his pupil go. Why do you grip so tightly, Adam?”

[becomesalion]

The Opposite of Chaos

[becomesalion]

biblxcal:

Our family name. the words resounded and echoed at the center of his mind and he was awash with hope that he had finally found it. after all this time he wasn’t alone and he belonged to something, to a greater reason, a greater plan. And all it would take one more kill.

He could do that.

A smile flickered onto his face before he lowered his eyes again. He couldn’t let him see the slight falter- what disappointment would reflect in his dad’s eyes then?

“Just tell me when…”

Those had been the words that he wanted to hear. He wanted to know that he was more than willing to let this happen. To make this happen. He needed to know that he was going to take that one final leap. And once it was taken Sylar would be his weapon entirely. No one trying to take it, to end him with his own shiny new gun.

He reached and gripped his hand. Like a loving, proud father to his son. There had been flashes, mere moments when he almost felt that for Nathan. His eldest son. But he had managed to push feeling aside. Nathan was not good enough. Peter would not bend. Sylar was not his son. But he was enough. For this, he was enough.

“It has to be as soon as possible.”

[megandithor-deactivated20211228]

Heroes 30 Day Challenge

Day Thirteen » Favorite Villain

Daniel Linderman

“You see, I think there comes a time when a man has to ask himself whether he wants a life of happiness or a life of meaning.”

[becomesalion]

biblxcal:

His mind flashed with images of Elle, her telling him they could take whatever they wanted. The softness of her skin, the thrill and excitement of doing just that. He wanted that. he wanted what Noah had managed to get and hold onto. Couldn’t he have that as well?

“And Elle? what about her?”

“What about Elle Bishop, Gabriel?” he questioned even though he already knew the answer to that question. Of course he did. But he wanted to have him say it. And then Arthur would make a promise that he had yet to decide if he was willing to keep.

[biblxcal-archive]

"Do you have a cuddle buddy yet?"

Meme

“I’m sorry…what?”

[becomesalion]

biblxcal:

“So if I start cuddling, I can be a better man? But who am I supposed to cuddle with? No one wants to cuddle with a  serial killer, dad.”

“I quite like cuddles. If you cuddle you can become like me. Elle might cuddle with you. If not her, then we can make someone cuddle.”

[forwhatevercomes-blog]

No Vindication

[forwhatevercomes-blog]

He tries to catch something from his dad’s head. Only he gets nothing but the static of defense walls. He wonders when the offense kicks in. He looked away, out the window of the office. Dad always had a window in his office. He wondered about his dad’s depression, if it was true. If he ever thought about jumping out of his big windows.

But then the last end of that statement startles him. And he’s not sure how he feels about that. He’s not sure how to think about that. Nathan is his brother. Does that make him his to kill then? Why should he be the one?

He knows he doesn’t want to. Does his dad see that? Is he waiting for him to say he’ll do it? So many questions and it hurt someplace in Peter’s head to try and think of the answers. That spot that Suresh had tinkered with.

He remembers waking up every day trying to scream…

Sometimes he still does..

“Are you having mercy on me?”

Admitting a weakness, he knew, was a a fatal flaw. He had been around his dad long enough to know what that was.

[becomesalion]

He actually is caught off guard by that question like he shouldn’t be asking it, like he should be looking at Arthur like his boss and not someone that should be extending mercy. Just another agent among many. As good as 91 and yet so entirely apart. Arthur can see Peter rising above everyone else.

Was that bias?

Was that in itself, weakness?

”I had mercy on you when I chose you instead of Nathan.” As if it were a huge favor to expect to be alive when it concerned your own father. “You should be grateful you aren’t dead, you know.”

[becomesalion]

impulsivexme:

“Well there’s a comforting thought- when will I not be useful to you, sir?”

“That is a fact for only me to know.”

[becomesalion]

regenerable:

The thought that Noah had known the entire time who her real family was didn’t quite sit well with her.  It made sense, but that didn’t make it an easier pill to swallow.  Was her whole life a lie?  Maybe it was.  Maybe she was a lie, too.  “Yeah, I can see how making me feel like crap about my entire life is necessary.  Thanks.”

She sighed, resisting the urge to pull away when he touched her.  “I should have never tried to find you people.”

He noted the hostility in her voice, knowing that she would not be an easy one to win over. But it would be a good thing to have her there, wouldn’t it? To add to the group that they had put together. He moved his hand, considerate. A way to show her that he did care. 

“I know how tired you must be of hearing people tell you that they did what they did to protect you. That was why we did it though. We tried to protect you, protect Nathan. I know that we failed. Would you be willing to allow some forgiveness, Claire? Give me a chance?”

[becomesalion]

"What's your logic?"

“My logic is the truth. My logic is that we are the overmen, waiting for our throne to sit upon. My logic is that we should come out of this hiding.”

[catchthatregenerator]

“Something along the lines of hell freezing over seems to apply here,” Adam said. “I wouldn’t never claim to be the best. The is one man, one man you haven’t met yet if you will at all, who I would give that crown. I do say I cheat very well.”

He eyed Arthur for a moment. 

“In the older days, methodologically speaking, we’d pick a pawn and place a bet on them to see which way something like this goes. Which of our ideologies really hold to the test of fire. Or rather, yes, see how the dice falls.”

He sighed. 

“…You should instead dine with me tonight. Invite your wife.” If that is…working out. “We’ll look to the future, not the past.”

[becomesalion]

The invitation threw him off somewhat. Unsure of how to respond for a moment Arthur looked away from Adam. He had the thought that perhaps Adam was trying to murder him. Kill him. What would happen if he tried?, he wondered. What would he feel? There was nothing but ice in his chest. Adam had been a mentor. What was he now?

He looked back at him and offered a smile. Strangely it felt too raw, too fake.

“If you’re going to kill me, Adam, I hope you don’t try to go the poison route. That is very unhonorable.”

A pause. Unsure if Adam would tell him it wasn’t true. 

“But I accept the invite. Angela does, too.”

He wouldn’t mention what he said about her. He didn’t want to touch on the subject. Sometimes he missed Angela. Sometimes he missed the ‘60′s, the past. Sometimes. Only then.

[catchthatregenerator]

Adam’s heart was racing, and it wasn’t a bad thing, he had forgotten fear. He was close to Arthur, and he too–could move very quickly. Yet he held back, on that wire, the time was not right, for either of them. 

This man who was turning against him. Everything he was, Adam had given him. To spit in his face, this mortal man. Was he hurt? He couldn’t be anymore, but he wouldn’t forgive him. He’d never forgive him. 

“I imagine we read different versions,” he said dryly.

Arthur was no God. He was surely no King David. And well–what does one do in these circumstances? Did Adam do this, did he poison Arthur’s mind? 

“….Go on, tell me.”

[becomesalion]

He looked at Adam for a long moment. Letting his gaze wander over his face. Because he wanted to see what reaction he had drawn. He wanted to see fear. Arthur knew fear. The war had taught him that. Like it had taught him survival. He figured Adam knew such things as well. The years took it’s toll and sometimes he thought he saw them in Adam’s eyes.

But he wanted the fear of him to be something entirely different. He wanted him to remember who really had the upper hand here. And who was only clinging to facts that mattered so little on the greater scale of things.

“When I was told it as a child Absalom was a very proud boy, one who had taken half of his fathers kingdom in an uprising against him. He had even managed to win favor with men who should have remained loyal to his father. He was defeated, taken quickly out by an oak tree catching the hair of his head. I don’t think we read different versions, Adam. I think you’re in denial. Nathan may have the spirit but he will never win.”

[becomesalion]

The Opposite of Chaos

[becomesalion]

biblxcal:

And it was something that he wanted to trust in. His inner self warring relentlessly with the need to be something else than this simple being that took no orders from anyone but himself. He could have lied and told Arthur that he couldn’t do it, that some lives were valued much more than others and Angela’s- his own mother’s - could he really end her?

Could he not and risk upsetting Arthur?

His eyes tore from Arthur and he drew in a breath, knowing that if he continued looking at him things were going to spiral out of control and he was no longer going to be his old self.

“I-” he paused, teeth sinking into his bottom lip carefully as he contemplated the words. Knowing that this could be the start of his soul or the damning of it.

“I want to be special.” he whispered as if he were agreeing with something that Arthur had just said. “And only someone special can catch her, can end her opposition against Arthur.

“I’ll do whatever it takes, dad.”

It was hesitant but that was the agreement that he had been looking for. Needing. So he offered up something of a proud smile. And he was proud of Sylar. Of his readiness to be all he could be. Something that both his sons had failed at. Nathan had turned on him, Peter had as well. And now he was left with this weapon to secure his legacy. Angela could have none of it.

He reached and pressed his shoulder. Wanting to show that he was reaching for a bond. More so than he knew that Angela had. Because Angela was terrified of the boy. Arthur felt he had no reason to be scared.

“It pains me to think that this is the only way. Maybe the threat will show the others which side to come to. I have faith in you, Gabriel. Not only to take out our enemies but to lead the flock in our good family name.”

[savexourselves-blog]

The greatest sacrifices. But this time it wasn’t his own life like it had been for his dad back in the war. No this sacrifice meant Peter and Nathan wasn’t sure if he was ready to let of that just yet- or at all. Just imagining what his life would be like- just wondering what kind of life he would end up having was beyond him. He didn’t want to. But the thought came to him that this was what he had been preparing for his entire life. This was the reason for everything, every single thing that he had ever been instilled with. And his dad was expecting him to be the kind of man he had been, he had it in him didn’t he? At the end of the day?

“So my sacrifice, dad, is my brother?” He questioned, brows lightly knitting together. “And how am I supposed to do that?’

[becomesalion]

There was a sadness to his sons face. He had a moment, small as it was, where he didn’t like seeing it there. Didn’t want to see it there. Sometimes he used to wonder what it would have been like if things had remained as simple as they had been when he had first married Angela, when Nathan had first been born. Before power had injected itself into his veins and he had heard his true calling. Sometimes he wondered but never yearned. This was his destiny and he was determined to fulfill it regardless of what happened.

“Our sacrifice, Nathan. Our’s. Never think that you have to bear this burden alone.”

[becomesalion]

fracturedxinnocence:

    “The  funny  thing  about  living  forever  is  how      romanticized  the notion  has become. It seems      like such a grand thing when you’re old or dying      but after  a century  or  two goes by you regret it.      Everyone you love will die while you remain the      same. As a  vampire  myself I not only have the      right but the pleasure of denying it if I see fit.”

He let out a low chuckle and shook his head. “You know what’s really funny?” he asked with a small smirk left over from his laughter. “You think that I’m concerned with those I ‘love’. People are replaceable. My life is not.”

[becomesalion]

biblxcal:

It wasn’t that easy- not entirely. He knew that the answer wasn’t going to be one that Arthur- no, that his dad was going to like. He would prefer him to be that killer again, wouldn’t he? And he still was, but that urge to get passed the recklessness to become human again- like Nathan. Nathan got to be the face of Pinehearst, he got the highest seat in the place, second only to Arthur himself.  But he couldn’t push those words out.

“I want to do this right. The way you want it done.”

He knew that there had to be more than that. Acceptance only ran so far. Because who were you once you got it? He wouldn’t encourage him to speak more on is wants. He did not want to weaken his weapon. A vessel created for destruction. He had been waiting for the formation of Sylar for a very long time. All these tiring videos of him, watching, waiting. Until he was ready. He wanted to believe that he wasn’t going to be as ready as he was now.

“You have the capacity to do what ever you want, Gabriel. Remember that.”

[biblxcal-archive]

"Do you have a cuddle buddy yet?"

Meme

“I’m sorry…what?”

[becomesalion]

biblxcal:

“Are you really trying to convince me that I’m a serial killer because I never cuddled? So what happens if I started now?”

“You would have found remedy and reason. It may not change the past but it can work towards your future.”