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Title: Dying

Author: Del Rion (delrion.mail (at) gmail.com)

Fandom: Heroes

Era: Post season 4

Genre: Angst, drama

Rating: M / FRM

Characters: Peter Petrelli, Sylar

Pairing: Peter/Sylar

Summary: Normal people die alone, yet in a few rare cases, it doesn’t have to be like that.

Written for: Heroes_Contest’s (heroes_contest) Drabble Challenge 27: Sense

Warnings: Character death, implied gore/violence/war, mild slash.

Beta: Mythra (mythras_fire)

Disclaimer: The show, its characters, the places, and everything else belong to Tim Kring, NBC, and the other respective creators and owners of the TV show ‘Heroes’. I have made no profit by writing this story, and make no claim over the show.

About Dying: As I’m writing this story in February 2011, there is a lot going on in the world (people dying on the streets in other countries, attempting to overthrow their governments and achieve a new, free world for themselves). It is hard to keep track of all that’s going on, and I’m not really a person to get into that stuff, because frankly, it’s upsetting, there’s nothing I can really do about it, and it is a natural order of things when it comes to humanity.

That doesn’t mean it won’t influence a little piece of writing. And here it is.

I hope you won’t enjoy this (well, maybe enjoy it just a little, but it’s not supposed to brighten your day).

Story and status: Below you see the writing process of the story. If there is no text after the title, then it is finished and checked. Possible updates shall be marked after the title.


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Written for Heroes_Contest’s Drabble Challenge 27 (Sense).


He senses the end coming, finally. It’s like a truth glaring down at him, letting him know that it’s time to prepare himself for the final journey.

The hero in him doesn’t want to let go, though. There is still work to be done. If only he could pick himself up off the ground…


Sylar’s voice comes through a thick fog; like Peter’s underwater and can’t really hear what he’s saying. It doesn’t help that weapons are going off all around them, from handguns to automatic weapons and tanks rolling down the street. A few gunships crossing the sky above them just add to the chaos of noise.

“Peter,” Sylar says again. His lips are against Peter’s ear, making it easier to hear him.

Peter closes his eyes. Every breath hurts, shifting around the pieces of metal in his body that don’t belong there.

“Not yet,” Sylar tells him, insistent, and moves closer. When Peter opens his eyes, Sylar’s face is blocking the sun that’s attempting to pierce the sand and smoke floating in the air.

Peter can’t help but smile at the saintly glow around the other man’s head.

Sylar’s body is resting partially on his now, creating new waves of pain, but Peter doesn’t care. Not this close to the end. It would be rude to complain after Sylar stepped in front of him to take the mortar shots meant for Peter’s already battered body.

Perhaps Sylar knows Peter isn’t going to be getting up anymore; that his healing power isn’t working right. After months of getting torn to pieces and putting himself back together again, it’s getting harder each time, and now it’s failing completely. His body is tired. Peter knows Sylar’s isn’t feeling much better.

Sylar smiles down at him and bows his head, resting their foreheads together. Peter wants to kiss him, one more time, but he isn’t sure if he wants to taste the blood and sand. As he contemplates that, Sylar’s hand finds his, fingers entwining. Sylar’s missing a few of his, Peter notices, and there’s warm blood everywhere.

Peter squeezes his hand anyway, and briefly regrets ever coming to this battle zone. What were they thinking?

“We are heroes.”

Sylar’s thoughts echo in his head, feeling familiar, and Peter looks at him, eyes locking.

“Heroes are not supposed to die,” Peter ponders. It feels wrong.

Sylar is quiet, but his emotions are clear. His feelings and last thoughts… Peter reaches towards them, and comes to a wonderful conclusion:

“Of all the people who have died, we’re the only ones who don’t have to do it alone. Because we have this…”

Their eyes close at the same time as their minds meld together. Every feeling, every memory, every shared experience; no words compare to a simple shared sensation.

When the impact of the last shot comes down on them, it isn’t so horrible when it all disappears because during that last fraction of a second, they have each other.

The End


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Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 11:47 am (UTC)
Peter & Sylar

Wow, you're fast. This post hasn't been up for longer than a couple of minutes :P

And it's never too late for Petlar! :D

Like I've been talking with my beta reader, personally I don't really like writing drabbles - mostly because when I get an idea like this, it feels like I should use more words to bring out the real emotion. I'm always afraid that people won't get the same feelings as I do... because that's the biggest challenge of all in writing: to make others see and feel what you're feeling and seeing.

Glad you liked this one!

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Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 12:11 pm (UTC)
GAMER what an ass

I'm lucky that no pairing has really "died" on me yet *knocks wood*

Glad that you're still giving it a shot, though :P Guess I'm good for something, lol!

Posted by: Ibonekoen (ibonekoen)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 01:30 pm (UTC)
Shia sad

That was very poignant and sad, but well-written.

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 01:34 pm (UTC)
Milo b/w

Thank you very much ^^ That's what I aimed for.

Posted by: Ibonekoen (ibonekoen)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 01:35 pm (UTC)
Milo is so hot

Well, you definitely hit the bulls-eye. :)

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 01:36 pm (UTC)
Milo - Don't mess... Don't meddle...

Next time I'll have to try it with a few more words, and maybe I'll have people grasping for hankerchiefs... ;P

Posted by: Ibonekoen (ibonekoen)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 01:51 pm (UTC)
Peter Petrelli helix

Maybe! I was kinda teary-eyed by the end with just the words you wrote, so I'm sure the hankies would be needed. :D

Posted by: ryuosen (ryuosen)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 04:51 pm (UTC)
Brain HBB

This was beautiful and sad at the same time.

Very well written.^^

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 04:58 pm (UTC)
Peter & Sylar

Thank you, glad you liked :)

Lol, no more brainz for Sylar XD *referring to your icon*

Posted by: Lar Lar Lorrino (lornrocks)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 09:31 pm (UTC)

So bittersweet. Thanks for sharing.

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: February 24th, 2011 09:45 pm (UTC)
Peter lost

Sharing is caring - even with hankies ;) Glad you liked, thanks for reading and dropping a comment :D

Posted by: Paynesgrey (paynesgrey)
Posted at: March 18th, 2011 03:53 pm (UTC)

A very sad, yet moving piece here. Wonderful work!

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: March 18th, 2011 06:54 pm (UTC)
Peter sleepless

Thank you ^^ glad you liked!

Posted by: Elle Bishop (rebelle_elle)
Posted at: March 26th, 2011 08:46 pm (UTC)
depressed - thoughtful

This is one of those fics where it's really well-written and sweet and leaves me a little speechless. ♥

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: March 27th, 2011 08:25 am (UTC)
Peter & Sylar

Thank you ^^

Considering I just wrote it off the top of my head, it's nice that people like it :D

Posted by: gpgurl50 (gpgurl50)
Posted at: March 26th, 2011 09:03 pm (UTC)

Very sweet and sad end to this Petlar relationship. Great job.

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: March 27th, 2011 08:28 am (UTC)
Zachary Quinto

Although we never know if it's the end... not when (super)heroes are involved (although sometimes I wish it really was the end, because the resurrection-card really ruins it in some cases... and in some much needed cases they don't use it, lol *cough*Nathan*cough*Nikki*cough*)

Thanks for reading and commenting, I'm very glad you liked!

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Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: March 27th, 2011 03:01 pm (UTC)
Peter (hope)

I don't really get teary all that easily either (I've noticed that it has a lot to do with the time of day and certain other things, like how tired I am), but since the mere idea of their joined last moment gave me such feelings, I decided to push the idea to fit the limited amount of words (which always makes me feel I'm not getting the point across as I should, lol). People have liked this one, though.

Big thank you to you as well, for reading and dropping a comment ^^ Much appreciated.

Posted by: amles80 (amles80)
Posted at: March 27th, 2011 04:14 pm (UTC)

Wonderful, in that way that you're right that it doesn't brighten my day exactly, but your way of writing it lets me see it so clearly. I also like the tenderness and the togetherness that shines through the darkness. In short; a very good drabble!

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: March 27th, 2011 04:55 pm (UTC)
Milo 11

Thank you so much ^^ It's great to hear you could "see" it; that's what I'm aiming for. (Well, if you can't see in your mind's eye what you're reading, it usually end up pretty boring and lame to read, I guess).

Thanks for the lovely review :)

Posted by: Peter Petrelli (teenpeter)
Posted at: March 28th, 2011 01:32 am (UTC)

Very sad, but very good. Dying in each others arms is always an epic way to go. Loved it.

Posted by: Del Rion (del_rion)
Posted at: March 28th, 2011 11:08 am (UTC)
Milo young&reckless

After all they've been through, an epic death is well deserved, me thinks ;) Glad you liked, thanks for reading!

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