Disclaimer: I make no profit from this. Sylar and all of the other Heroes characters do not belong to me.

Chapter 1-Faryn

Faryn sighed as she hefted the large black trash bag out of the trash can. She tied a quick knot in the top and threw it over her shoulder. She staggered for a moment under the weight of it then walked to the front door of the shop. She told her boss she would be right back and pushed through the door to face the nearly empty parking lot. Faryn had worked at the all hours childcare facility for five months; five months of the same routine night after night.

With a mighty swing she threw the heavy trash bag into the large dumpster. Sometimes she still found it hard to believe she was taking out the trash every night. She was nearly a college graduate for goodness sakes; shouldn't she be doing something a little more prestigious? She shook her head and turned to walk back to the store. She didn't notice the stranger standing in the shadows until he stepped in front of her.

"Why do you work there?" he asked in a deep voice.

Faryn's eyes shot up to the man and grew wide.

"I'm sorry." He said as he stepped into the light. "I didn't mean to startle you."

The man smiled at her and Faryn sent a cautious smile back as she studied him. He was tall, at least half a foot taller than her, and slim. He had short, dark hair and impossibly dark brown eyes. But the look on his face made her wary. His gaze was intense, never leaving her, and his smirk gave away his confidence.

"Why do you ask about my job?" she finally said.

"I watched you tonight. You cleaned that entire place by yourself all while keeping track of the kids in there."

"You watched me?" Faryn asked.

He smiled but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Oh yes. I've been watching you for a while now Faryn; long enough to know that you don't belong here. You were meant for more than cleaning up after spoiled children."

Faryn's heart began to beat faster when he said her name. How did he know who she was? A quick glance around told her that the parking lot was empty and the door to the shop was hidden behind a corner so her boss wouldn't be able to see them. She took a small step backwards and he noticed.

He tilted his head slightly, "Are you backing away because you are afraid or because you know I'm right?"

Faryn took a deep breath; fighting the urge to run, "Why are you watching me? What do you want with me?"

He took a step towards her, "I'm afraid that explanation will have to come later. For now I think you should come with me."

Faryn shook her head at his out stretched hand, "No. I don't want to go anywhere with you."

"Are you sure about that?" he asked in a seductive tone that instantly told Faryn that he could force her if he wanted to.

"I'm sure."

"Faryn?"

His head whipped around at the sound of her boss' voice. He returned his eyes to Faryn and gave her a look that she understood.

"Coming!" Faryn called back.

He smirked and walked towards her; stopping only when his chest was mere inches from her own and looked down at her. He slowly raised his hand and captured a few stray strands that had fallen from the clip that held her hair away from her face. He wound them around his fingers as he spoke.

"You'll change your mind soon enough." He whispered. "I'll make sure you do."

Faryn sent him a fearful look. Something inside of her was telling her that he wasn't making anything up. He had the ability to harm her and would act on it if provoked.

An involuntary tear ran down Faryn's cheek and his eyebrows drew together when he saw it. He wiped it away with his thumb.

"You're afraid of me." He said to himself and immediately pulled away as a dark look came over his face.

Faryn could only stand there; shock holding her in place, and watch him. Finally he looked at her again.

"Go." He said quietly.

"You're letting me go?" she said with wonder.

"For now." Was his reply.

Faryn began to walk quickly back to the shop when she stopped and turned around, "Who are you?" she asked even though she knew she would regret it.

He regarded her carefully before giving his answer, "Sylar, my name is Sylar."